Biological Cloud Disk Technology

High-level business battles often only require the simplest methods.

Watering the money tree, stealing the company seal, scratching the back of a car.

When the mainframe's monitoring system discovered that the enemy's "brain-computer zombie army" was advancing towards the two mechanical cities, its first reaction was not, "Holy crap, the zombie army has broken in," but rather, "Are these Venus executives out of their minds?"

Oh, right, they really do have holes in their brains, genuine proto-brain-computer interfaces, heretics!

Even the notoriously slow-witted black python couldn't help but ponder this, and after a long while, it hesitated before saying:

"With so many people gathered together, wouldn't setting up a dozen machine guns solve the problem?"

"It's not just machine guns; rockets, atomic bombs, formations of unmanned bombers, satellite-guided weapons, and even dozens of low-level modified humans holding a single street corner—the problem is solved instantly."

The mainframe computer is forcing a rant.

In fact, not only did the mainframe complain, but even Du Mei was speechless when she saw the densely packed "brain-computer zombies" on the surveillance video.

"When I was digging for the 'ancient data treasure,' I watched some movies made in the civilized era. Once the biohazard crisis started, the administrators seemed to have lost their minds. They didn't allow any weapons except for some low-level firearms. I hope they don't think we are like that too."

"Head, activate your mechanical elite troops and give them a good beating."

"Holy crap, poisonous scorpions! Those are just ordinary people!" the mainframe exclaimed in astonishment.

"What, you wouldn't lay a hand on an ordinary person?" Du Mei asked curiously.

"No, I just said 'Holy shit' for no reason."

The next moment, swarms of mechanical bees, carrying various rapid-fire weapons, set off in a grand procession.

Just then, a holographic communicator spoke.

"Another person from the Dugo Group?"

"That should be about right. I've received three calls in the past hour."

"Open it or not?"

"Of course, we'll be working in the same unit from now on, so we need to get along well."

After the holographic projection came out, only a human head appeared. This wasn't from a horror movie or a mainframe computer, but rather because the person was too short and the projection device was too tall, so only a head was projected.

You can vaguely tell that it's a little girl.

The other party also got straight to the point:

"Where's that idiot senior engineer?!"

"Uh, if the senior engineer you're referring to is Mr. G, then we're also in contact with him."

"Is that idiot dead yet?" the little girl continued to ask.

"Probably not," the mainframe said, wiping away sweat.

Du Mei, wanting to ease tensions, offered a gentle smile:

"Little niece, where are your parents? Whose child are you?"

"You son of a bitch, I'm 35! Are you blind?!"

Du Mei's eye twitched violently; this future colleague certainly had quite a temper.

"I'll let you know as soon as Mr. G sends me a message."

"Let him die!"

!

The young woman unceremoniously extended two middle fingers and hung up the holographic projection.

The three looked at each other, and finally, it was the 'mainframe' that spoke up, albeit dryly:

"The corporate culture of the Dugo Group is quite open."

Du Mei wasn't angry about this. After thinking for a moment, she smiled and said, "This isn't a bad thing. Think about it, how many subordinates would curse and yell at their boss for disappearing?"

"You're right."

The "main brain" thought to itself, "That's true. These days, it's rare to see such abnormal companies. At least, I've hardly ever seen a company that doesn't 'modify' the brains of its employees."

"Perhaps it's because of the military group; they prioritize combat effectiveness over loyalty."

"Hmm, come and take a look."

The black python's roar attracted the other two. The main unit's brain had a thought, and the screen began to switch continuously, finally settling on the vanguard of a "zombie army".

In the sky opposite them, a black line pierced through the rumbling radiation layer and transformed into countless terrifying mechanical creatures. Compared to the drones, their faces were far more ferocious, and their firepower was far more powerful.

However, something unexpected happened. Before they even got close to the zombie army, these level 30 "mechanical bees" malfunctioned and rained down on the zombies. Hundreds of thousands of mechanical bees were wiped out in an instant.

This is the "modified army" that the neuro-editing group has been accumulating for a long time.

Seeing this, the three of them remained silent for a long time.

"Why?"

While the mainframe was still speaking, Du Mei's pore went black, and from within the dark pore, a viscous data stream, resembling a black liquid, began to flow.

Within seven steps, a fist is fast; beyond seven steps, the internet speed is fast.

In fact, within seven steps, internet speed is still faster.

A wisp of mist appeared in reality, and the network cloud began to actively generate accounts. This kind of "cloud disk" is generally only used for network storage.

However, after the "Electronic Brain Project," it also appeared in reality.

Du Mei, or rather, the world's 11th ranked super hacker, Poison Scorpion, used a stolen cloud account to suddenly stand in front of the zombie army.

From within the thick white fog, a data phantom emerged, a half-human, half-scorpion electronic figure, ferocious and sinister. But when the six pairs of electronic compound eyes on her face opened, she witnessed a scene that shocked her.

The 'zombie army' in front of them disappeared, replaced by a super-huge blood-red cloud of energy. There were no living people inside, only phantoms of 'artificial data'. These phantoms were expanding, constantly increasing the computing power of 'cloud computing', causing the blood-red cloud of energy to expand further.

Du Mei understood immediately.

The opponent's method is not a zombie army, but a network cloud based on biotechnology.

Cloud storage, cloud computing, cloud backup.

Or we could add one more thing: the bio-cloud magnetic field.

The more users there are of this type of cloud technology, the more it will expand, because its underlying computing logic is "artificial data" and "electronic brain".

With the support of hundreds of millions of users, the other party's computing power will reach an incredibly terrifying level.

Seemingly sensing that someone was watching, a faint trace of blood energy pierced through space and arrived in front of the 'Poisonous Scorpion'. The Poisonous Scorpion's compound eyes immediately shot out twelve data hacking beams, which collided in pairs.

The next moment, Du Mei in reality swayed violently and fell to the ground, tears of blood streaming from her eyes.

"Honey, what's wrong, honey?!"

"Don't panic, your wife isn't dead. A micro-canal in her eye ruptured. That's strange, your wife is a famous hacker, what could have happened to cause this?"

It took Du Mei a long time to recover. Her eyes were still blurry, but she didn't care anymore. In a hoarse voice, she recounted her discovery.

The black python wasn't a problem, since it couldn't understand him anyway. But the mainframe's screen went completely black in fright. After restarting, it exclaimed in terror:

"No way, a combined development of biotechnology and cloud storage technology!?"

"Not only did your biomagnetic field reach SS level, but your network defenses were also instantly crippled by this super hacker?"

Du Mei said weakly:

"This level of defense, let alone missile weapons, would prevent atomic nuclei from fissioning and producing more neutrons."

"The same applies to energy weapons."

"This level of biomagnetic field is already capable of suppressing the microscopic realm."

Du Mei looked at the black python and said almost without hesitation:

"Honey, you should try it!"

Soon, the fully armed Black Python set off, his body equipped with a monitoring system that continuously played footage.

"Is your husband okay?"

"If he can't make it, we might as well just wait to die; we can't escape anyway."

"No," the main brain thought, "Even if it were possible, you really intend to let your husband kill millions, or even hundreds of millions of people?"

Aren't you afraid he'll turn evil and unleash that black dragon? I've done my research, wow, that guy really is ruthless and heartless. Do you know why he hid in Puppet City? This guy is conducting a 'religious blood sacrifice' on the other side of freedom!

Du Mei remained silent for a long while before saying, "No matter what, it's better than death."

Half an hour later, in the footage, the black python, riding in the fastest flying vehicle, arrived in front of the parading "zombie army".

As expected, the aircraft crashed to the ground headfirst.

Before the aircraft could even land, a tall, dark figure crashed through the hatch and slammed to the ground, its enormous phantom making it appear like a demon god.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder it's the legendary 'Black Dragon,' a freak of secondary carbon-based fusion."

I've heard that a single carbon-based fusion can absorb a biomagnetic field into the body, expanding one's energy by hundreds or thousands of times.

Now it seems that secondary carbon-based fusion is probably what "controlling the biomagnetic field" means; that dragon isn't just an illusion.

Within the astonished mouth of the "main brain," a black scale, as thick as a washbasin and as large as a bowl, covered the black python from head to claws, and even included its flesh.

The human and the dragon seemed to be perfectly integrated, with equally dark eyes and ferocious bodies.

The powerful aura even caused the bright red biomagnetic field to pause.

The next moment, the black python charged in, its every move—raising its hand, stepping its foot, and swinging its leg—was like a storm, each move sending hundreds of people flying and falling to the ground.

The "mainframe" watched for a while, then let out a soft "hmm" and said:

"Your husband wouldn't kill someone?"

In the surveillance footage, the black python's attacks resembled thousands of bursts of energy, directly piercing the "brain-computer zombie's" eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, suffocating it until it passed out. Although it appeared to be incredibly violent, no one actually died.

"He's never even killed a chicken, let alone murdered someone."

"That would be troublesome."

As expected, as the red light covered the black python, the crimson color in the sky became even more intense, condensing into four crimson figures that coldly stared at the black python on the ground.

"Summoning an antivirus software in reality? What level of data intensity?" The 'mainframe' looked at Du Mei and found that the other party's expression had become extremely ugly.

"Cloudwing Killer level."

"Cloudwing!?" The 'Mainframe's' face darkened again. "That's the top-tier cyber assassin!"