The Ternary Crazy Legion

As an advanced virus, before its evolution, the binding machine was always in a daze, instinctively binding individual brain components, neural programs, and human brain chips.

There were probably tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, but finally, it alarmed the defenders of cyberspace.

Then, unsurprisingly, it was captured by the Cyber Killer and put into Database 0.

However, this did not affect its behavior. It continued to deeply bind itself to all kinds of "users," then invade, interfere with, and destroy them. However, these "users," like it, were all viruses.

Finally, as it bound and evolved, its basic thought framework became more and more stable, its intelligence became higher and higher, and it gradually became aware of its own difference.

It is not just a virus, but a virus of viruses, and the stronger the user it is bound to, the greater the power it can gain.

So it began its hunting journey, which continues until it discovered a particular user.

This user has a program in their hand that is very, very attractive to them.

And this program is the 'Crystal Ball'.

When there are enough viruses, the computer will "crash," and without a doubt, the current senior engineer is in a crash state.

The senior engineer squinted at the person in front of him. He could clearly see that the stability of the program, or rather, the "simulated crystal ball", that the other party had created had been enhanced, from 3 seconds to 5 seconds, and then to 10 seconds.

The other party is trying to bind this "starry sky cloud code".

Once the binding is successful, the other party will be able to unlock the crystal ball and release this wisp of advanced civilization mist—an 'information nuclear bomb' capable of destroying them.

Yes, the other party is courting death!

There are two problems. First, he doesn't believe he's courting death. Second, if he dies, he will die too.

So, the senior engineer is in a real bind right now. It's not just because he's bored, but because he's genuinely in a bind. The cost of data overdraft, coupled with the invasion of a brain virus, has caused his data body to begin to experience large-scale disorder.

Using his last bit of strength, he cast a "Detect" skill on the opponent.

Name: Binder

Race: Human Brain Virus Variant (87th Generation Binding Machine Virus)

Order: Second order

Level: 50

Personal attributes:???

Information capabilities:???

Skill:???

Note: Have you ever seen "Pop-up GG"? This is the ultimate form of "Pop-up GG".

GG, the ultimate version, you idiot. I was born in an era where you could find TV shows in GG. You think you can compare to me?

The senior engineer mentally grumbled for a moment, then reluctantly turned his head and spat out a mouthful of "data phlegm," his data layer already "festered."

This spit of phlegm startled the other party. Binder, or rather, the rich woman's love bondage machine, suddenly looked up, her expression twisted as she looked at the senior engineer.

"Why is your code so difficult to decipher and bind?"

More and more "beautiful boys" looked up, and all sorts of expressions gradually converged into one: disbelief.

It's like a seasoned veteran driver who suddenly finds his pants are too tight and he can't pull them off.

The beautiful woman opposite him was still looking at him with a surprised expression.

I'm losing all face.

"Nonsense, this code of mine is the underlying code of the virtual world, genuine high-level code, the kind that can withstand the intensity of ascension. You'd be lucky to crack it in a short time."

Of course, the senior engineer wouldn't tell the truth. Instead, he gave a strange smile and said, "Maybe I turned on the 'software blocking'. Why don't you try switching to a website that's not suitable for children? This is a green and healthy adult website."

"Or, why don't you try someone else?"

As he said this, the senior engineer raised his chin slightly towards the darkness in the distance, where something seemed to be wriggling.

Without a doubt, there are far more "big guys" than just the one in front of us in Virus Database 0. However, with the "Binding Machine" taking action, they are secretly waiting, waiting for its success, or perhaps—waiting for its failure.

The handsome young men glared at him menacingly, then suddenly exclaimed in unison, "I understand! I want to become you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, black lines suddenly appeared around the senior engineer's neck, hands, and feet, binding him tightly and leaving him suspended in mid-air. At the same time, data streams began to flash on the surface of the senior engineer's body, and his figure flickered between light and dark. The peculiar scrambled characters of the computer virus began to appear.

Without a doubt, the other party intends to deeply "bind" to me, and even intends to become me.

This is a common tactic used by viruses in the human brain, called "memory homogenization".

"Hehe, didn't Binder always look down on ordinary human-generated data? So, in the end, it also chose complete assimilation?"

"After assimilation, it will have weaknesses. Heh, a human brain virus is most averse to becoming human; I'm going to devour it!"

"Then think about why Binder would do that. That strange 'code' absorbed something sealed on the door. What, aren't you curious about that thing?"

No one responded, but the breathing in the darkness seemed to grow heavier.

The intense feeling of suffocation and oppression made the senior engineer feel extremely uncomfortable. The pop-up windows that kept flashing and inserting from various memories were more like a form of brainwashing. Once the brainwashing was successful, the senior engineer would officially become a member of the "pop-up window army".

This fully proves one point: a phoenix that has lost its feathers is no better than a chicken, or even a duck. It can't last. Relying solely on skills can only control things temporarily, not permanently. The virus never intended to play tricks on you.

But stubborn as a mule, even though the source code had begun to crumble, the senior engineer still couldn't resist his verbal sparring, struggling to taunt:

"What, you think I clicked on that little pop-up window just to learn some healthy and upright content? You really think you're so great? If I weren't honest, humble, and eager to learn, would I have fallen for your tricks?"

In response to the senior engineer's mockery, the rich woman's love bondage machine said that if thousands of handsome young men reached out and grabbed at the same time, the person would disintegrate into countless source codes and be assimilated cleanly.

This assimilation isn't like the style of Cyber Killer; it's more domineering.

It directly absorbs your memories, contaminates your source code, and turns you into a carrier of the virus, making you an accomplice to 'the tyrant'.

A flood of memories, far exceeding what the "Binding Machine" had anticipated, poured into his mind. The sheer volume of these memories caused his assimilation process to momentarily stall.

"You can start now, boss."

The senior engineer's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Then, the dark world turned red with the fire of gunfire.

"Are there other people?"

All the viruses present were taken aback, and what's more, it was her who came!?

About two months ago, a special virus suddenly entered the database. The special thing about this human brain virus is that it not only has terrifying combat power and strong assimilation ability, but also seems to have a peculiar ability to control others, which is an extremely rare ability even in the virus database.

Under the influence of this ability, a brain virus group called the Gaokesi family was established.

Amidst the red light, there was endless artillery fire: shark bombs, shark missiles, and all sorts of brain virus weapons. Incidentally, these weapons all bore a red "spider-shark" symbol. These weapons could not only destroy but also infect with viruses.

Therefore, in just one month, the number of advanced viruses in the Gaokesi family exceeded one hundred.

Garbled text, flashing lights, formatting, user intimidation, system damage, network paralysis...

Amidst the gunfire, one figure after another emerged, tall or short, fat or thin, all with similar features, but what they all had in common was the strange, maniacal smile on their lips.

No matter how strong the binding ability of 'Binder' is, it cannot withstand attacks of this scale. Moreover, the characteristics of 'binding machine virus' are not suitable for this kind of large-scale virus war.

Without a word, the group of handsome young men transformed into various data illusions and fled in all directions.

If even one of them escapes, then for a virus of this level, it's as if there's absolutely no harm done.

However, just as one of the "Rich Lady Aiai Prototype" emerged from the gunfire, a hand with brightly colored nail polish shot out from the darkness, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up.

He received the same treatment as Gao.

"You can't kill me, and if you kill me, he will die too," the 'Rich Lady Aiai Prototype' struggled.

"Oh," came the girl's nonchalant voice.

His response was a shark-shaped rocket launcher shoved into his lower body.

The close-range explosion caused his lower body to disintegrate, exploding from flesh and blood into data fragments, then from data fragments into invalid code, and finally scattering a large amount of simulated signals, like colorful bubbles.

A petite yet imposing figure emerged from the bubble ball, carrying a machine gun in one hand and stepping on the 'prototype's' face with the other, laughing heartily.

"Men, wipe out these binary trash! The world belongs to our ternary mad legion!"