Dong Gang

"Holy crap, it actually works?"

"Nonsense, there's nowhere you can't open a gate in this game. If you're skilled enough, you can even break into the women's bathhouse."

How did you know about this?

"Ha, do you think the system warnings I received were just for show?"

"Damn, get away from me."

Originally, three leaders were chosen to negotiate with the faction's bigwigs, but as soon as the door opened, they rushed in, and Baozi couldn't persuade them to stay.

After all, these players have all committed suicide at least once, or even several times, to get to this point, so their desire to cause trouble is quite strong.

However, the next moment, everyone's vision blurred as a torrent of data rushed in. When they came to their senses, a data maze appeared.

The massive data streams weave together different paths, including narrow trails, high-speed corridors, super-connected sky bridges, and data-layer elevators.

The player felt as if they had entered an electronic world and was immediately dumbfounded.

"As expected, if I don't leave myself some tricks up my sleeve, given the player's husky-like personality, he'll eventually start ransacking my place."

In Cyberworld, there are no safe zones, so as an NPC with only one life, the senior engineer naturally has to be extra careful.

However, these players must have been really frustrated. They couldn't kill monsters while alive, and if they died, they had to wait three days. If they were unlucky, they would have to have chips implanted again after being resurrected. It couldn't be more miserable.

The game's death mechanic is also quite interesting; in addition to the loss of experience and equipment, death is the end of all relationships.

No matter how much favor you've built up with NPCs, all that favor will disappear if you die even once.

Let them calm down first, or rather, let them hold it in for a while longer.

The senior engineer shook his head and walked into a luxury apartment building.

Upon seeing this, the two mechanical security guards immediately surrounded them.

Virtual Invasion initiated.

The data stream in Bao Anyi's eyes paused immediately, and when it recovered, it had already taken the form of a senior engineer.

However, the next moment, the alarm light immediately turned bright red.

"Did they install a hidden alarm program on the security guard's chip? No wonder it used to be a high-end apartment complex; it's a pity it went bankrupt."

As part of the company's assets, in the event of bankruptcy, some advanced defense equipment is auctioned off; otherwise, a cybernetic security team and a laser defense system would form the basis of the executive apartments.

Otherwise, the red light would have flashed for a long time without any response.

"It's a bit noisy."

The next moment, a viscous black liquid fell from the ceiling and began to engulf the cameras and alarm systems.

Generally speaking, viruses only manifest in cyberspace, but bugs are different. Since there are bugs, even the bugs themselves probably don't know what kind of visual spectacle they will create.

At this moment, the black code, like a black tide, instantly flooded the hall and surged onto the 'magnetic plate'.

The "Magnetic Plate" is an evolved version of the elevator. It looks like a high-tech skateboard and has the same effect as a "single-person elevator". When you step on it, the artificial glass on all four sides is quickly shaped, and the engineer floats upward as if he is flying.

Then the senior engineer floated up to the thirty-third floor.

This is considered the executive area, with each executive occupying one floor, and it's decorated very luxuriously.

Since the bankruptcy of 'Life Industries', there are hardly any people left in the executive area. As part of the company's assets, the executives were the first to be auctioned off.

However, there was one exception.

Dong Gang, former chief scientist of Life Sciences, is the one who researches neural connection prosthetics and seems to be a bit of a research fanatic.

Although this person was fired by Life Industries, he was unable to find another job immediately due to the non-compete agreement. In addition, since Dong Gang's technical skills were quite good, Life Industries preferred to keep him rather than let him work for the neighboring company.

When Life Industries went bankrupt, he was the only person who was not a senior executive but enjoyed the treatment of one. He was quite lucky not to be "reorganized into bankruptcy". As long as the building was not auctioned off, he could continue to live there.

The senior engineer was looking for this person.

Standing at the door, the senior engineer rang the doorbell.

There was no response, neither from the homeowner, the family AI, nor the android.

The latter two are easier to understand; they were most likely used to pay off debts. However, according to what the senior engineer knew, after being dismissed, this scientist rarely left his home and couldn't possibly be away from home.

The senior engineer gripped the doorknob, and the next moment, the doorknob began to heat up and turn red, the door began to melt, and the volcanic bacteria frantically devoured all matter.

A world filled with material blueprints, takeout scraps, and holographic displays appears.

Then, the senior engineer saw a "headless person" busy with something. Although it was an old-fashioned keyboard input, the speed of the other person's "clack-clack" hands was almost continuous, which was no slower than nerve transmission.

While neural transmission is incredibly fast, it has one drawback: it is difficult to modify.

After all, uploading several gigabytes of data per second without errors is extremely difficult.

Programming errors can be corrected, but neural input is generally not used in scientific experiments where every piece of data must be accurate.

Of course, this is also because the human brain is not yet fully developed. Once the Electronic Brain Project is implemented, such errors will be greatly reduced.

Who are you looking for?

The headless man continued working with his head down, seemingly oblivious to the senior engineer, when a voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

The senior engineer turned around and saw a small magnetic plate slowly descending. On the magnetic plate, a human head was curiously looking at him.

That severed head belonged to Dong Gang.

The mind of an ordinary man, somewhere between young and middle age...

The senior engineer raised his eyebrows. He had seen the operation of removing the head before, but this mostly happened on mechanical bodies. After mechanical modification, the information processing center was no longer a head, so it could naturally be removed.

However, judging from the cross-section of the other person's neck, the other person is a normal person, at least in terms of the head and neck, there has been no physical modification.

The senior engineer had only seen this kind of operation done by one person: himself.

"It seems you've overcome the technical hurdles with your neural prosthetics," the senior engineer said with interest.

"Normal human transfer is now possible. You... you're quite remarkable!"

The magnetic plate spun around Gao Gong. Dong Gang's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, his expression hesitant, as if he had discovered something but was not sure.

"Is this what you're looking for?"

The senior engineer stretched out his palm, and the skin on his palm quickly melted, turning into bright red magma. Then the magma transformed into sulfuric acid, and then countless serrated edges grew out...

Countless nerve threads, invisible to the naked eye, shot out from the arm and pierced into the machines. The screens of these machines switched to static screens, and the static began to form the engineer's facial features.

A series of electronic sounds rang out.

Surprised?

Surprised?

Surprised?

Surprised?

Dong Gang's mouth opened little by little, and because he used his chin so hard, his head was flipped over.

This... isn't this the highest level of his ideal "neural prosthetic body," completely detached from the physical body, forming a revolutionary "neuro-organism" capable of connecting everything?!

[Research-oriented NPC, Dong Gang, joins the faction. Faction experience +100,000, leader reputation +1,000]

Name: Dong Gang

Race: Neuromodifier

Level: 37

Professional Knowledge: Level 2 Civilization - Professional Knowledge Chain [Neural Network] (Incomplete)

Skills: Neuroprosthetic Modification (Expert), Neural Splicing (Expert), Chip Modification and Development (Elite), Life Modification (Elite)

Personal drawings: None

Template: Nerve Roamer (Incomplete)

Note: A genius-level scientist, but only a genius at the level of Mechanical City.

Compared to Rong Fei, who is an AI expert, this person is clearly a level below. After all, one is a genius at the level of the Mother City, while the other is a genius at the level of the Mechanical City.

What the senior engineer found most frustrating was that the other party's personal blueprints were actually '0'. Good grief, since joining 'Life Industry', have you not produced any research results?

Of course, this doesn't prove that the other party did nothing, it just means they didn't do enough.

In the senior engineer's view, this is clearly not a scientist who publishes papers, but rather a scientist who is preparing to unleash a major breakthrough.

He might actually come up with a groundbreaking innovation that will shock the industry, or he might stifle his own potential; the latter seems more likely.

This doesn't mean the other party lacks real skills; a "professional knowledge chain" is enough to prove everything.

Neural networks are a professional knowledge chain in the second-level information civilization - the virtual world.

Cyberspace is a product of this civilization's technology.

The importance of neural networks is self-evident.

Even an incomplete professional knowledge chain proves that the other party has mastered at least five professional knowledge items.

Similar to Professor Han.

However, this scientific researcher was easily persuaded by the senior engineer to join the team.

It wasn't that the senior engineer was particularly eloquent, but rather that he proved the potential of his research direction.

Like Professor Rong, he was eager to conduct research on the slices of the senior engineer.

"Boss, when do we start researching you?" Dong Gang's eyes were filled with fervor, and his headless body seemed ready to pounce at any moment.

"There's a chance, there's a chance," the senior engineer smiled, "But first, you need to gather all these things together."

Dong Gang was taken aback, then took the note from the new boss.

"Cellular regulators, gene binding machines, biological culture media..."

Dong Gang immediately lost interest, shook his head, and put the note aside.

"These are not the equipment used for neuroscience research. I don't have them here. You'll have to find someone else."

After saying that, he started working on his own, completely disregarding the senior engineer.

Goodness, Dr. Rong is a religious scientist, the kind who doesn't care about family or friends.

If you're not interested, you won't participate at all? No wonder your two expert-level skills are related to neuroscience, while the remaining two 'elite' skills are related to the company.

There was a reason you were fired!

After thinking for a moment, the senior engineer rephrased his statement. "To conduct large-scale neuroscience research, you need at least a complete set of large-scale research equipment. Only companies possess this kind of equipment. If I sponsor you, can you acquire the assets of 'Life Sciences'?"

Dong Gang's eyes lit up. "If that's what you're talking about, then I'm not sleepy anymore!"