Ms. Nattidis

The woman in white and sunglasses glanced at her feet, where there were only ruins and countless collapsed high-rise buildings.

However, amidst the ruins, mechanical surveillance cameras constantly patrolled, and with a flash of a laser, they burned through the collapsed area, rescuing the people inside.

A normal mechanical mainframe wouldn't do something like that.

This is even more true after mechanical awakening.

The woman in white and sunglasses closed her eyes. The next moment, the virtual cloud drive was activated, and countless virtual network cables covered the entire city, directly copying and uploading the data of the entire city.

During the upload process, the memories transformed from the skeuomorphic data kept appearing in the reflection of the woman in sunglasses.

The entire process of the "Human Perfection Project" was like a replay.

In this process, nothing can be hidden or go undetected.

The woman in sunglasses "witnesses" Hugh Laurie's ambition and dominance, the conflict and differences between the old and new generations of machines, the laughing bat, the numb moral data, and the mechanical girl wielding a knife against the giant pillar.

Finally, her gaze settled on one person.

This person seems to do nothing, yet he seems to be everywhere.

He was a cute little boy with an angelic face.

"Tsk tsk, what an adorable young man," the woman in white and sunglasses said expressionlessly, then took a step forward and appeared in the main brain area.

Within the cloud, she can appear anywhere without needing hyperlinks or any data migration methods.

However, the next moment, a warm and somewhat familiar voice rang out.

"Hey hey hey, isn't this our loyal cyber killer, the great guardian of the Deep Web Queen, Lady Cloud Drive?"

The collider flew to the opposite side with a grin, and its face, made of memory metal, displayed a fawning attitude that seemed incongruous with the metallic material.

"Chief Combatant of the Combat Section of Ghost in the Shell, Collider, or rather, Activated Metal One."

The woman in white and sunglasses tilted her head and sized up the other person. "After the failure of the activated metal experiment, all the waste materials from the project should have been eliminated to prevent accidents like the android A from happening again. Later, Aramaki protected you, and now that he is dead, you have reappeared here."

"Does this mean that, having escaped his control, your AI logic has been infected by the virus of the wave of 'mechanical independence'?"

The collider's expression darkened. Besides detecting and eliminating viruses, the cloud disk killer had an even more important job. "Mechanical purging."

That is, to deal with those mechanical lifeforms that want to break away from the control of the mother city.

Not every mechanical life form is willing to live under the control of the mother city.

Although they did not undergo "mechanical awakening" and embark on the path of "carbon-based species extinction," they were also unwilling to become mere execution programs.

The Cloudwing Killers are responsible for dealing with these disobedient robots.

They even possessed the head of the mechanical race's leader.

That one sentence could send the collider to its guillotine.

Just as the collider was about to say something, it was stopped. Tong's mental illusion appeared beside it and calmly said, "The execution records of all our missions have been uploaded to the database of the Sixth Department, including this special operation, which was also notified in advance."

"No one knew that the machine agents would 'awaken mechanically.' In fact, what we are suppressing is the machine agents."

"While Cloudwing is powerful, our Sixth Division is not to be trifled with. Do you want to confront us in front of Lord Deep Web?"

The man in sunglasses next to the woman in white raised an eyebrow. Although the Sixth Division was constantly embroiled in internal strife, they still united against other forces. In particular, the Ghost in the Shell Mobile Division was always stubborn in both internal and external matters, relying on the fact that there were several Deep Web lords under its command to disregard all rules.

Of course, their record is also outstanding.

"Haha, why are you all chatting like this? Oh, isn't this our Ms. Knightdis? Long time no see, you've become even more beautiful. Did you switch to a new skin code?"

Cha Pai's voice rang out, as glib and unyielding as ever.

"Oh, it's you."

Although both were equally indifferent, it was clear that the woman in white and sunglasses treated Chappie differently.

Within Mother City, cyber assassins act as "secret police," having few friends and being feared by almost all factions within Mother City.

Perhaps it was a shared misfortune, or perhaps it was a similar style, but for hackers who sought refuge in their home city, one was a virus detector and the other a virus creator, and the two sides got along remarkably well.

With Chapman present, the atmosphere between the two sides quickly returned to a relatively good one, and the collider, with its old, unyielding face, began to fawn over Chapman again.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Finally, before heading to meet the person who quelled this "mechanical awakening" incident, or rather, the mastermind behind it, Ms. Knightdis stopped and said.

"Hehehe, it's actually quite simple. After all, this was something our Ghost in the Shell Mobile Division handled. Reporter, I think we should be the ones to fight it." Chappie chuckled.

"Of course, you can take the rebellious mechanical mainframe core with you. We mechanical lifeforms will absolutely support the Mother City in the process of eliminating the 'pure machineists'!"

The collider is politically correct to the extreme.

Ms. Knightdis looked at the three members of Ghost in the Shell with surprise.

"When did you all become like this?"

It's true that some people in the mother city are willing to maintain good relations with giant corporations, but this certainly doesn't include Ghost in the Shell Mobile Division.

Araki is known as the enemy of corporations, so you can imagine the style of his work.

Colluding with local forces is not the style of Ghost in the Shell.

What did that person give them to make them so obedient?

"I will handle this impartially," Ms. Knightdis finally replied, and then went inside.

"What does she mean by that? Did she agree or not?" The collider scratched its chin.

"They must have been persuaded, right?" Tong asked uncertainly.

"Anyway, we've done what we had to do," Chappie shrugged. "Now it's up to whoever puts on the show."

Ms. Knightdis's brow twitched violently as soon as she entered the core of the mainframe.

On the main seat of the mechanical mainframe, a young man sat with a half-smile, toying with a small black box in his hand.

"Three level 70 Cloudwing Assassins, tsk tsk!"

Before Knighttis could speak, the man in sunglasses next to him frowned, and the entire data space began to tremble. Cracks appeared in the code, and the next moment, the entire main brain area collapsed into data.

One-fifth of the "city data" has simply disappeared.

In reality, all the software systems in the main brain region disappeared.

This is a large-scale detection and elimination capability, which should be called "garbage cleanup" in ancient terms.

The ground disappeared, replaced by a massive black hole, which sucked in the disintegrating data like a tidal wave.

Only Cloudwing Killer can provide this level of "data access".

However, the next moment, another authority intervened.

That's the authority of the mechanical mainframe.

As the engineer's small black box lit up one side at a time, the "virtual city wall" of the City That Never Sleeps rose up with each side that lit up. When all sides of the small black box were lit up, the IP, content, traffic, and domain name of the entire City That Never Sleeps were frozen.

This move was used by the Machine Generation before; it's an extremely dangerous technique, and almost impossible to counter in a Level 2 civilization.

I've blocked your internet connection, let's see how you upload data now!

The next moment, the man in white and sunglasses began to tremble violently all over, and with each tremor, he would vomit up a portion of the garbage he had previously "cleared".

The trembling only stopped when the "main brain area" returned to its original state.

Another man in white and sunglasses glanced at Knightdis, and seeing that she didn't make a move, he also refrained from doing so.

Ms. Knightdis suddenly removed her sunglasses, revealing a pair of blue eyes. She raised her head slightly, her tone more respectful. "I didn't expect to see you here, Mrs. Elisa."

A soft laugh drifted through the air.

"What, are you surprised to see me, or are you surprised to see that I wasn't captured?"

"The Humanity Experimentation Department is known for its radicalism. Their internal projects are irrelevant to us virtual beings. I am truly delighted to see you safe and sound."

"Data stability has always been our goal."

"Deep Web Lady is indeed much easier to talk to than that old man at the Fortress," Alyssa said calmly. "Just please pass on a message to the Fortress: what happened before will not be left like this. The Big Data Conceptual Entity will not become its slave, much less participate in its perverted experiments."

"If it continues to act so recklessly, sooner or later, all data concepts will part ways with it."

"I, the Deep Web Bridge, and the Data Sanctuary will not participate in this year's Fortress Conference."

The absence of the three data concept entities from the fortress meeting is a big deal!

Ms. Knightdis was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

This matter definitely needs to be reported to those three.

But now, she's more interested in the one sitting in the pilot's seat.

The support of the Ghost in the Shell Mobile Unit members, Ms. Elisa's subtle protection, and the power to control the mecha.

Although no words were spoken, Knighttis was certain that the other party was taunting.

He was not afraid of the three of them, neither because of his background nor his own strength.

Even if your side has the most elite cyber assassins with the highest level of access, don't even think about dealing with him using conventional methods.

This is a bit troublesome.

The senior engineer spoke first, his expression sincere, his tone playful. "So you are envoys from the mother city. It's really good that you've come. If you hadn't come, I wouldn't know how to deal with this mess."

Ms. Knightdis put on sunglasses, and the next moment, all the information about "Senior Engineer" was displayed.

Is he a cunning local bully?

"Before you get down to business, could you explain to us why you're able to control the power of the machine?"

"Let someone explain this to you."

The senior engineer played with the small black box like he was playing with a Rubik's Cube, but gradually a layer of white light appeared on his body, and the white light slowly outlined a human figure.

"How can this level of low-level code be considered 'master-level'?"

Finally, a middle-aged man with a melancholy face and a bit of stubble emerged from the white light.

The middle-aged man's information suddenly appeared in the sunglasses of the three Cloudwing assassins.

"The main personality of the 124th mechanical mainframe."

"How come you're still alive?"

Speaker Wu's lips twitched. "As former colleagues, your greetings are truly heartwarming."

"Explain yourself," Ms. Knightdis said calmly, "Or rather, give me a reason that you can convince yourself of."

Speaker Wu breathed a sigh of relief, which at least meant that the other side would not carry out large-scale purges like they had done elsewhere.

Soon, the Cloudwing Assassins revealed that the Twin Machines were engaged in internal strife, and that the corporate will was devouring the mechanical mainframe—things the Assassins had known for a long time.

The only change is that someone has transformed from a behind-the-scenes manipulator into a "super street legend".

He overthrew corporations, suppressed rebellious groups, and went through great lengths to find a "speaker without a seat" to maintain the normal operation of the city that never sleeps.

In short, the great hero of the Cyber era was none other than Gao.

Of course, Ms. Knightdis was not so easily persuaded.

"Just release your source code."

Language can lie, but code can't, at least not source code.

In the white light, Ms. Knightdis walked directly into the other person's body.

At the same time, the two Cloudwing assassins adjusted their sunglasses, revealing wary expressions.

If things go wrong, they will have to suppress a mechanical mastermind, and might even have to fight against Big Data Conceptual Entity.

This is not a good thing.

A moment later, Ms. Knightdis came out, took the small black box from the senior engineer's hand without saying a word, and at the same time stretched out her hand to look at the Speaker.

The Speaker sighed, and white light condensed at his fingertips, forming another "little black box," but this little black box belonged to him alone.

Having obtained the two small black boxes, Ms. Knightdis's expression softened, and she calmly said:

"Through the network radar detection provided by the Deep Web Lady, no trace of rebellion was found in the former mechanical mastermind 'Wu'."

"The two 'data hubs' have been recovered, and the new 'data hub' will be stationed in the City That Never Sleeps in three days to serve as the new mechanical mainframe."

"Remember, three days."

Ms. Knightdis calmly watched the two of them. The next moment, three figures passed through the regional network's blockade and disappeared.

The local area network seemed to have no effect on them whatsoever.

The speaker looked at the senior engineer, who shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Don't look at me like that. I told you before, they're not stupid. Your data center is doomed."

Trading two data centers for three days of free time to make money seems like a bad deal.

After all, the data hub is equivalent to the "city-building order".

But you have to consider that Cloudwing Assassins, these "secret police" who only serve the three major planetary hosts, are ruthless individuals who can kill even mechanical life leaders, beings at level 80 or 90, without batting an eye.

Three days is actually a very good deal.

Cyber network, in transit—

One of the Cloudwing assassins couldn't help but ask, "Isn't three days too lenient?"

"So you want to oppose the Mother of Data? You should know that Lady Elisa is already very angry. If she manages to persuade one or two more data concept beings, the fortress meeting may be completely ruined."

The Cloudwing assassin was speechless.

"Furthermore, haven't the Ghost in the Shell Mobile Division always suspected us of assassinating Aramaki? If we make a move this time, can't you predict what that ruthless woman, who dared to blow up even the Mother City server, will do?"

Ms. Knighttis handed the "data core" to the other two.

"Go ahead, give one to the old man at the fortress, and the other to Cybertron General. I'm going to the Deep Web to report to Deep Web Lady."

The two had no objections.

After they separated, Ms. Knightdis suddenly adjusted her sunglasses and, instead of heading to the fortress immediately, returned to reality.

In an ordinary building, an ordinary-looking young woman carrying vegetables rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and a listless father and son, dressed in pajamas, appeared before them.

"Oh, honey, you're back! Do we have any alien vegetables for dinner today?"

"Mom, I want to play games, but Dad won't let me."

"Screw playing games! Go study! If you want to play games, wait until you're 18 and have a tube inserted into your brain!"

"What are you yelling about! Don't think I don't know you're playing too. Besides, with your meager salary, can you afford alien vegetables?" The young woman yelled as she changed her shoes, a typical middle-aged shrew.

"Hehe, honey, just kidding. I'll get the groceries for you."

Just as the young woman lowered her head, a flash of blue data disappeared.

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