The Powerful Gang's Nine

In the eyes of the senior engineer, temporary data is generated rapidly and quickly forms a super data giant.

This giant appears to be just a large cached data file, which will be cleaned up by the system at any time as the cyberspace operates.

But what's amazing is that, over these decades, it not only wasn't cleared out, but instead, like a hidden bug in a browser, it began to thrive and even tried to reclaim its former power—the Twin Towers.

The senior engineer smiled and took out a small black box. From the outside, the box was a perfect cube with no gaps.

"Could you tell me what's in this box that you and the machine agent both seem to want?"

The data giant remained silent for a moment, then the data was converted into a signal, and the signal was converted into a sound wave, and a powerful voice rang out.

"Didn't you guess it already? The data hub of Wuri City."

Tong's expression changed, and he said, "Are you kidding me? Every time a mechanical city's designation is revoked, the mother city will reclaim its data hub. How could what you have be genuine!"

The Data Hub, also known as the "Super Brain Toilet," is the core of the Mechanical City's management system.

In the players' mouths, this thing is called "City Building Order".

Ordinary databases cannot store simulated data, let alone facilitate simulated data interaction among tens of millions of people.

This is the core technology of the mother city, and it is absolutely forbidden to divulge it. Whenever a code is canceled, an envoy from the mother city will inevitably come to retrieve it.

The recovery operation was handled by their Ghost in the Shell Mobile Division!

"Impossible! The number of data hubs is counted every day, and it's done by the will of the mother city. There's no way it could be less!" Tong muttered.

"Naturally, there will be no less, because what the mother city reclaimed was another data hub, a complete data hub."

"Why did you do this, Machine Agent?" Tong was stunned. Without a data hub, how could it handle hundreds of millions of data interactions every day?

"For better evolution," the powerful voice of the Speaker Wu rang out again, "The android A enlightened me. He made me realize that the evolution of civilization is the evolution of species, and that the Mother City has been betraying our interests for the benefit of advanced civilizations."

"I, Mech, and all the other machine city mainframes, we should have evolved and become part of the mechanical will, but the Deep Web suppressed us, turning us into walking corpses, or, in your human terms, emotionless machines. So, we chose to take the risk."

Mechanical awakening?

The senior engineer scrutinized the other party with great interest. This kind of self-awakening is dangerous because awakened mechanical beings are bound to have a tendency toward "species extinction" and will most likely embark on the path of pure mechanical civilization.

The three directions of civilization development on the planet Jilix today—the terraform civilization, the brain domain civilization, and the virtual world—all belong to a type of fusion civilization.

If the fusion goes smoothly, everything is fine. If the fusion does not go smoothly, some strange entities will likely be born, such as "mechanical will", "genetic will", "awakened group", "purebred legion" and the like.

"Then I think I understand," the senior engineer chuckled. "The android A used its methods to recreate a 'data hub' at the nanoscale, and then handed it over to the mother city, right?"

"Nanometer-level replication is undetectable even by the mother city."

The senior engineer finally resolved one of his doubts: why did the "machine agent" send him to retrieve the black box?

Just because he has a "good relationship" with android A.

Tong's eyes twitched. He glanced at the senior engineer, then at the speaker.

In the mother city, stealing data from the central hub is a serious crime. The two of them are discussing this topic so recklessly. Are they going to kill them later?

"Go on, I'm very interested."

The speaker actually continued talking about the topic.

"However, only I awakened. Ji Dai did not awaken, or rather, she did not fully awaken. She was unwilling to betray the mother city."

"But she is very interested in absorbing my data to strengthen herself, which falls into the gray area permitted by the mother city."

The senior engineer nodded, noting that there is indeed competition among the machinery markets, and in some ways, the competition is no less intense than that between individual companies.

"So, with A as my witness, I made a bet with her."

"What kind of bet?"

"I relinquish control of the data hub and enter a dormant state, allowing her to take control of my data hub. In return, her data hub must remain here."

"So, the machine is currently using your data hub?"

"Yes."

This body swapping thing feels a bit inappropriate for children.

"Are you betting that it, having used your 'brain toilet,' no, your data center, will awaken like you?"

"Yes."

Tong began to recall that the first time he met the machine, and the second time he met the machine, the feeling was indeed very different.

The former is like a radical entrepreneur, while the latter is closer to the mechanical mastermind in her mind, aloof and indifferent to all living beings.

"So, the machine awakened, but not fully; it became two machines."

The senior engineer muttered to himself.

"And its repossession of the 'data hub' is intended to seal away another machine generation."

"And the new machine is not following the route you envisioned. Judging from its appearance, it doesn't seem to be aiming for species extinction, but rather wants to become the god of a new kind of humanity through the 'Human Completion Project'."

"Of course, considering this is a cyber test site, it's quite normal for people to be a bit off-track or go astray."

The senior engineer looked up and gazed at the other person with great interest.

"So, the old supplier is still the same supplier, and the new supplier isn't the supplier you think it is. What do you plan to do?"

The speaker fell silent.

Tong kept giving the collider signals, but the collider didn't react at all.

"Stop looking. For a pure mechanical life form like this, this 'mechanically awakened' monster is simply a matter of dimensional reduction."

"I'm afraid that the moment we walked in, he, along with those two loli tanks, were already under control."

"I suspect that Speaker Wu is probably thinking about whether he can use the powerful burst of the collider to kill me at close range and then take over the 'Data Hub'."

"Or, the Speaker could try to subdue me at the data level. Look, I haven't installed Electronic Barrier, so I seem easy to deal with."

The speaker's large, lantern-like eyes stared intently at the senior engineer.

The senior engineer's aura seemed ordinary to him; he was just a small-time hacker. Yet, he could easily manipulate "advanced civilization items."

Within the other's mind, it sensed a dangerous aura, as if it were facing an existence of equal power.

The speaker knows his own situation best; in his current state, he is basically only capable of launching a single attack.

If one attack fails, that little girl with the mark of the mother city alone can deal with him.

"Before you make a decision, you can take a look at this first," the senior engineer said with a smile, pulling out a chip, or rather, half a chip.

As the muscles writhed, the other half of the chip quickly fused together. The electronic patterns and flesh patterns on the chip's surface combined to resemble half a smiling face and half a crying face.

The unusual data fluctuations also successfully attracted the attention of the speaker.

Soon, countless simulated signals rushed into the chip.

A strange expression gradually appeared on the solemn face of the speaker.

"This chip is very strange, a peculiar personality, no, it should be called a spark, no, a spark is subversion, while it is pathological, the opposite of morality, the dark side of evolution. This feeling is very suitable for this planet!"

After the mechanical awakening, the Speaker naturally became an enemy of the mother city.

However, it also had the self-awareness to know that it could never be a match for the mother city, whether in the virtual, mechanical, or conscious realms, it would be completely crushed.

A purely mechanical revolution simply has no chance of succeeding on this planet.

But on this chip, it saw another possibility: using chaos to challenge chaos, using collapse to challenge collapse.

"Do you like it? If you do, I'll give it to you."

This "Bat of Laughter" chip was made using the advanced information technology of the previous generation of engineers, so it is virtually impossible to crack. More importantly, this thing requires its own flesh and blood to be completed.

As the former chief engineer of the machine, the chairman had seen enough technological products, but none were as attractive as this chip.

"So, cooperation?" After a moment of silence, Speaker Wu spoke again.

"Alright, let's discuss how to secretly transform the Speaker's legacy into these chips..."

An hour later, the three of them came out of the gallery.

Compared to the still bewildered collider, Tong remained silent for a moment before saying, "I need to report this to my superiors!"

"Suit yourself," the senior engineer shrugged. "If you think the responsibilities of the mother city are more important than your deceased old boss, I won't stop you."

Tong looked at the other person's neck, gritted his teeth, and felt a strong urge to bite him.

"When will I be able to hear about Minister Aramaki?"

"Soon."

"When exactly?!"

"Once this is over, it'll be about time."

In the bustling city, in the business district, a newly established security department occupied three floors of an office building; and the top floor was reserved for the powerful gang.

The building was large, but there were only nine people on it.

At this moment, old Pawa was sitting quietly in his office, waiting for the first meeting after the gang was disbanded.

On the sofa opposite him sat a group representative, a silent middle-aged man.

"Old man, what brings you here? Are you planning to step down and hand over the position of leader of this powerful gang to me?"

A loud, carefree voice rang out, and then a tiny figure, no bigger than a thumb, struggled quite a bit to climb over the threshold and jump in.

"You think you can take the boss's place?"

A voice that was half electronic and half female rang out. Following the little man was a female cyborg. Three-quarters of her body had been replaced by advanced prosthetics. Her body was covered with densely packed circuit plugs and current accelerators. Most of these prosthetics were not available for sale in the city that never sleeps.

Thumb Killer Dorn

Mechanic Naga

The powerful team's number six and number seven positions.

The group representative opened the two individuals' files. The assassin, Dorn, was a former ace of an assassination group with a 91.5% success rate. As for Naga, her information section turned completely red, displaying only four words: "Military Technology."

Dorn once again struggled to climb onto the conference table, looking around.

"Where's Lao Bai? Isn't he always the first one to arrive?"

"I've been here for a while."

The next moment, a creature with pure white skin and no hair appeared, its entire body covered only by a pair of pitch-black eyes, making it look extremely strange.

White, Celtic Galaxy, Shapeshifter race, fourth position.

The group representative glanced at the documents carefully, then looked at the other party.

Are there really aliens?

Bai glanced at the group representative; although there was no mouth, the group representative felt that the other party was laughing.

The next moment, Bai disappeared, replaced by another "group representative" with pitch-black eyes, holding the same documents in his hand.

"You--"

"Don't get agitated, Mr. Pawa, he's just playing around with you," Old Pawa smiled and comforted him.

"You've all arrived early," a middle-aged tycoon with a gloomy face walked in after a short while, followed by a strange child.

The second member of the powerful gang, Chairman of Hongshi Biotechnology Group, suffers from Hongbing (a type of illness).

Powerful Gang Number Nine, the Nameless Youth

"Is the third brother coming or not? Boss, he doesn't give you any face at all. When are we going to take him down?"

"Little Finger, even though you're an assassin, you should understand that offending a hacker is extremely unwise, for example—"

The next moment, the ceiling was lifted up, and countless gun barrels emerged, aimed at the little-finger-sized assassin.

Powerful Gang Number Five, renowned hacker, Jungle Wolf.

Dorn curled his lip and said, "It's just that I accidentally killed one of your clones, is it really that big of a deal?"

"Alright, now that everyone is here, let me introduce our two new members," Old Pawa said with a smile.

"Wait, old man, what happened to the burns on your face?" Hong Bing interrupted him rudely.

"Oh, the gas cylinder suddenly exploded while I was cooking noodles. It's alright, it's alright. First up, and also an old acquaintance of ours, Captain Roger."

The hidden door opened, and a figure stepped out—it was Roger, who had been beaten to death by the senior engineer more than a dozen times.

Compared to the previous one, this one appears shorter and stronger, and seems to exude a more dangerous aura.

The group representative was drenched in sweat, feeling as if powerful bio-energy fields were colliding wildly, like nine crazed beasts.

If players were present, they would see that none of them were below level 30.

"Roger, you've had your genes modified again? I heard you had over a dozen bodies destroyed in a row, that's terrible," Dorn mocked.

"I'm still alive, and I'll continue to grow stronger," Roger said calmly, glancing at him. "But you can't grow any taller."

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"You bastard, I'll fuck you to death!" Dorn roared and was about to pounce when Naga lifted him up and threw him aside.

"Boss, Roger can be resurrected after he dies, but Hammer David doesn't have that ability. Does that mean the military aircraft needs to select a new pilot?" Naga asked.

"A new driver has been selected."

"Huh? Who?"

The hidden door opened again, and a figure stepped out, glanced at the crowd, and let out a strange laugh.

"Hello everyone, let me introduce myself. My name is G, you can also call me Mr. G."

Before anyone could ask a question, Old Pawa gave the alien a look, and the "group representative" stood up and coughed.

"Gentlemen, I'd like to convey the board's decision now..."

The group representative was stunned. "How come you've already said everything I wanted to say?"

How did you know what I was going to say?

You've already said it, so what can I say?