I Have a Plan

This "blood smell" isn't the literal taste of fresh blood.

Instead, it is a biological domain formed by the mixture of residual pheromones, nerve signals, serotonin, etc.

Exciting, crazy, hysterical.

Every person who has been modified will experience a crazy chemical reaction in their body at the last moment of this "life".

When these chemical reactions combine, they form a biological field.

Even the muscular Black Python grumbled, his expression even showing a hint of fear; but upon seeing this scene, Poison Scorpion fell into deep thought.

The signal is too strong!

The simulated signals surged around me like a vast ocean.

This gave her a strong feeling of 'drowning,' a feeling of falling into cyberspace and being immersed in an ocean of data.

The scorpion instinctively shivered.

Her little finger twitched, and a phantom scorpion materialized, quietly crawling onto the engineer's thigh, its tail plunging into it.

The engineer's vision suddenly split in two: one part was reality, and the other part was a virtual illusion, in which there was a woman with an indistinct face.

The senior engineer wasn't surprised; instead, he looked at the other person with curiosity.

"You modified the surreal dreamscape by interfering with the body's chemical processes?"

"That's not important, boss. I need to tell you, this place is extremely dangerous!" the woman with a blank face said in a deep voice.

"After all, we're meeting the other party's boss, so we have to increase security."

"No, that's not it. What I mean is that the simulated signals here are too strong, so strong that they're practically identical to those in ordinary cyberspace."

"This means that the other side can arbitrarily twist nerve signals, drag you into a virtual space, and then easily kill the three of us." The other side paused, then said, "And in the virtual space they create, real-world force is completely useless; we would be easily killed by them."

"That's why I brought you here. The number 11 most wanted hacker is enough to guarantee our cybersecurity."

"You overestimate me, boss. I'm not the venomous scorpion you're talking about."

"No need to be modest. According to the hacker community, every hacker's core skills are not kept in their head; that's the lowest level of mistake. So, although you've lost the memories of your previous personality, you haven't lost your true hacking skills."

"My safety will be in your hands."

"You have too much faith in me, boss."

Despite saying that, the Scorpion still took action. On the display screen of the access chamber, a large amount of cracked code was generated, and the refresh rate even exceeded the peak period she remembered.

"Such fast internet speed!" she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Well, once the 'Electronic Brain Project' is completed, the real world and cyberspace will be merged into one. At that time, your good days will begin." The senior engineer's teasing voice echoed in Scorpion's mind.

Scorpion didn't answer; she needed to crack the company's firewall as quickly as possible to ensure that, in the worst-case scenario, the group could escape alive.

Not all mechanical supercomputers are hidden underground.

The mechanical brain of Hive City is the city's largest building. It looks like a giant white beehive, with each cell serving as a biological information communication center. Now, these cells bear numerous traces of mechanical modification, with various types of hardware processors, digital chips, and neural receivers on their surfaces.

The moment the senior engineer stepped into this mechanical brain, he couldn't help but shudder, seeing wisps of light white mist swirling around his ankles.

Even more miraculously, after the white mist passed through his skin, the engineer's flesh visibly disappeared, replaced by silver-white metal ankles.

The black python behind him had a similar effect; however, his entire ankle disappeared, which startled him and made him scream.

"Honey, I've lost my legs! They're gone!"

"Idiot, be quiet. This is a basic human signal transduction process."

When a person logs into cyberspace, all neural signals are converted into pseudo-sensory signals, which, under the influence of data tides, reshape the code personality.

What is being shown now is only the first stage.

The status when connected to the 'Network Access Container'.

"A poor demonstration."

The further you go in, the thicker the fog becomes. Sometimes, the entire corridor is enveloped in fog, and people walking in it seem to disappear.

He is still conscious.

The physical body then transforms into a simulated sensory signal.

Reality is the internet.

The internet is reality.

After this corporate war ends, regardless of who the winner is, the entire planet will look like this.

And this will undoubtedly further accelerate the maturation of the 'memory matrix'.

Soon, in the computer hub of the mainframe, in a huge server room, the senior engineer met the boss of the neural editing group and his chief scientist.

One is a boy whose brain is covered in maggots, and the other is a brilliant genius whose brain has become the mainframe.

This art style is a bit unconventional.

"Hahaha, Mr. Dou, and the Doctor, this is probably the first time we've met in real life."

To everyone's surprise, "Boss Dou" didn't offer much of a welcome, but instead looked at Engineer Gao with suspicion.

"Who are you to General Manager Du? Why can't I contact General Manager Du?"

"She's a bit busy right now."

"What are you busy with?"

"Uh, I'm busy with what I need to do."

"What's up?"

"Yeah, you know, all sorts of businesses..."

For this corporate war, Dugo Technologies conducted various preliminary simulations.

Because of their partnership with the Holy Brain Group, they had to spend a lot of effort going to the Northern Hemisphere to support Ms. Ye, also known as the Dark Girl.

That leaves little fighting power for the Southern Hemisphere.

Therefore, cooperating with various emerging enterprises and joining forces with the weak to attack the strong became the initial strategy.

Director Du has reached verbal agreements with almost all the heads of emerging companies, including the CEO in front of him.

However, Director Du has now entered a state of seclusion for further development, so the person in charge now is this little wolfhound.

So he decided to quietly change his strategy.

Seeing that the domineering young CEO was already showing considerable impatience, the senior engineer immediately straightened his expression and got back to the main topic.

"I believe you have already received news about the 'Venos Life Safety Group'."

"What news did you get?" the doctor couldn't help but ask.

"A biochemical brain-computer interface, isn't it a brilliant idea?"

As the saying goes, the person who knows you best is often your enemy. Among the four major biotech giants—Saint Brain, Balance, Venus Life, and Johnson & Johnson Group —they have the most corporate spies planted among each other.

Through the channels of the Saint Brain Group, the senior engineer learned about the "Venus" project almost immediately. The idea of using artificial viruses to spread infectious diseases and modify the human body was, to say the least, a genius idea.

"Based on our big data analysis, at the current rate, the 'biochemical brain-computer interface virus' could infect an entire mechanical city in just one day and one night."

"And it only takes less than 100 hours for it to infect an area."

"This alarming rate is because this virus spreads not only through breathing and saliva, but most importantly, through biomagnetic fields."

"The biomagnetic field of an ordinary human body is limited, not exceeding 100 meters. However, the strange thing about this 'brain-computer virus' is that, under its influence, the biomagnetic field can be superimposed."

"The superposition of the biomagnetic fields of two people can double the size of the 'virus domain'."

"Three people combined equals 'five times,' four people combined equals 'ten times,' and so on. In other words..."

Once the other party completes the brain modification of the three mechanical cities, its influence will cover the entire drug zone.

"How could this be so exaggerated!"

When Gao Gong said this, even Dou, the genius scientist and young domineering CEO, couldn't help but change his expression.

The reason is simple: the infection effect is just too damn buggy.

In fact, when the senior engineer heard about Venus's brain-computer interface solution, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Not only is the effect of this thing too exaggerated, but more importantly, isn't this a "beast tide"?

A viral version of the beast tide.

"So," the senior engineer stepped forward and said sincerely, "I have a plan that I'd like to discuss with your group."