Lost Paradise

Dida was very nervous. This was the first time she had ever controlled someone else's body in the game, and such a powerful one at that!

A level 30 mechanical guard is no match for it, and a level 40 energy guardian has its energy completely drained by the overwhelming flesh carpet in just a few breaths.

Monster!

But controlling such monsters is also incredibly stressful, because she can vaguely sense that the radiation-beast cells in her body, those enormous, tooth-grinding, blood-sucking radiation monsters, are staring at her with dangerous eyes—the one controlling them is not the original owner.

So, does that mean they can rebel?

Drip by drip in my ears, I could even hear the shrill laughter of the Scarlet Queen, a sound so loud it could pierce eardrums.

However, she had to force herself to focus on operating the 'biocomputer'.

[Regional network signal adjustment in progress, intelligent data continues to download, download progress 60%, 61%, 62%...]

[Cyber Browser switching, moving from 'Data Node 124' to 'Data Node 128']

[A risk has been detected on this page.]

[Power consumption warning, power consumption warning...]

On the countless "mini TVs" in front of them are images of various data nodes in cyberspace. Only through a special "cyber browser" can the skeuomorphic signals be converted into images.

Meanwhile, what Dida is doing is constantly transferring intelligent data, that is, this group of AIs, to ensure that they are not re-captured by the Diwang Group's system before they are completely downloaded.

In this respect, AI has a unique advantage; it is very familiar with cyberspace.

On the contrary, digital life forms are playing away in cyberspace, and the only thing they can rely on is the common antivirus software available on the market.

Countless transparent figures continuously transformed into data and reassembled on the next page. Behind them were humanoid [Fire Guardian Type 4], radiating data flames, non-humanoid [Electronic Radiation Beast Series], as well as [Security Butler], [Little Red Umbrella], [Billion Power Antivirus]...

There are so many of these antivirus software that they could form a whole regiment.

My nerves were getting increasingly tense, and inexplicably, Mr. G's earlier words echoed in my mind throughout the process.

"If I don't log off, they'll most likely attack my physical body, and once they do, our opportunity will arrive."

"So, next, I'll transfer the administrator privileges of the 'Biological Computer' to you. Once I hack into their system, you'll use your 'Local Area Network' privileges to connect to cyberspace and begin downloading AI."

"Once the download is complete, begin a 'system reinstallation,' temporarily installing all AI into my body's system, enhancing computing power, and entering biological AI mode."

"In this mode, you can use my physical body to even directly enter the digital space. At that time, I will need you to do..."

"And what about you?" Dida couldn't help but ask.

"I'm going to see an old friend and ask her for a small favor. While I'm gone, you're in charge of playing with my body."

"..."

She glanced at the mission panel, and the second-tier mission, [AI Rescue Battle], was displayed in the most prominent position. As for the reward, it made her gasp for breath.

Mission Reward: A customized energy transformation that will allow you to break through the limits of your species.

Although she didn't yet understand the significance of breaking through the species limit, she felt a certain attraction to it.

She was getting a little tired of AI's "racial bloodline." She was constantly switching between illusion and reality, surrounded by dazzling and bizarre virtual illusions and ever-changing virtual senses. Some players who like excitement might enjoy it, but she didn't. She preferred something more down-to-earth and simpler.

It is very difficult for her to truly give up the advantages brought by this "bloodline". If she changes her account now, she will most likely only become an ordinary player. As a girl who is a bit proud and arrogant, this is something she cannot accept.

Therefore, the ability to perform "bloodline transformation," and even to transform into a more advanced energy bloodline, is extremely attractive to her.

There's just one problem: isn't this mysterious NPC being a little too nice to her? She hasn't really built up any goodwill with him.

"Bite--"

[Smart data download complete. Do you wish to reinstall the system?]

Without a doubt, he chose "yes." The next moment, his breath hitched, the air seemed to be sucked out, and gravity suddenly increased tenfold or a hundredfold.

The surrounding environment began to crumble. The silvery-white ground, the small screens on the walls, and the constantly flashing "AI" began to disappear. In their place, a large number of nerve cells transformed into data nodes, blood vessels into electronic communication ports, and cortisol was secreted frantically, but what was secreted was an electron solution. One virtual machine after another evolved from the brain regions, and the various systems of the human body began to evolve into "power supply", "motherboard", "CPU", "memory", "hard drive"...

In order to develop cyber digital life, the Earth Network Group captured tens of thousands of AIs. Even though a large portion of them had been used up, nearly ten thousand remained. The computing power generated by installing so many AIs into the "biological computer" was unprecedented. Only Gao, who was "dual-SIM dual-standby," could withstand this pressure in a short period of time. At this point, his "physical body" had automatically entered the "complete form state."

During this process, Dida inexplicably felt a strong sense of familiarity. In addition to the reinstallation of the human body system, the surrounding environment was also visibly beginning to "collapse." The bridge began to "collapse," the signal transmitter platform began to "collapse," the engine propulsion room began to "collapse," and the reactor roof overhead began to "collapse"...

In a daze, she felt as if she had returned to cyberspace.

The "senior engineer" stomped his foot heavily, and the electrical and sensory signals circulating in the neurons suddenly increased. The next moment, a deep footprint appeared on the digital layer on the ground.

Looking around, he saw that everything had turned into green streams of light, a digitized crustal engine.

Sure enough, after reinstalling the system, relying solely on his physical body, "Mr. G," or rather, "Dida," entered a world that only digital life forms could enter.

To the defenders, the intruder suddenly vanished.

The ticking device veered directly around the power control room, heading towards the Earth's crust engine's main energy hub, which served as both the engine's master switch and its largest storage device.

What Mr. G needs is right there.

In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

However, the senior engineer was certain that he was that innocent snowflake, the virus reservoir number 0, the only one who was not a virus.

It poured out like mercury, as if every minute, every second, every inch, every square was frozen in place.

Sight, hearing, smell, taste... all gone!

The deepest level of cyberspace, the dark side of network system architecture, the breeding ground for treacherous creatures in the mother city.

Paradise Lost