Two 0s

As the world's top hacker, Bird of Paradise has broken through the virtual level and reached the information level. When she goes all out, few people on this planet can stop her. The virtual space is instantly engulfed in flames, and from the flames, a hundred or a thousand fire phoenixes fly out, scattering countless raw code flames.

"That crazy woman!" Xiu Yue cursed under her breath, but she didn't dare to provoke the already agitated Bird of Paradise, and simply protected Leo.

Leo, his face pale, said, "How can this woman be so powerful? I feel like she has this kind of strength without needing any transformation."

Xiu Yue's heart stirred. Was the reason why the old man failed to transform back then because of this accident?

Do you know who's hunting you down?

"Avalanche! It must be the people from Avalanche! They've gone mad, trying to assimilate everyone!"

Seeing many of his comrades being directly transformed into "crypto killers," Leo was filled with sorrow.

Xiu Yue was about to say something when suddenly a cold light flashed in her eyes, and her hand instantly entered the data layer, grabbing a hand that was trying to attack her from the data layer.

However, the data android opposite him gave a strange smile.

Next, countless encrypted codes erupted from the other party's wrist, covering Xiuyue's wrist and spreading upwards.

A transformation into cyberpunk?

Xiuyue's body twisted rapidly, and the skin and flesh on her back suddenly split open, from which a new Xiuyue emerged. The remaining skin then wrapped around the other, forming a human skin pouch, the mouth of which opened and closed continuously.

In the process of personality transformation, humanity is infused at 1%, 2%, 3%... up to 100%.

The next moment, the face of the encrypted assassin disappeared, replaced by a cracked embroidered moon.

Rift Moon grabbed Embroidery Moon's arm, used her fingers as a knife, and slashed down hard, severing an arm, which was then stuffed into her belly.

"Encrypted data is very difficult to seal, you'd better hurry."

Only by fighting fire with fire, and using encryption to combat encryption, can we prevent the "killer ability" of encryption killers.

After losing an arm, Xiu Yue didn't even flinch. She immediately pulled out a silvery-white liquid from her shoulder and, like kneading clay, quickly melted it into a new arm.

Leo, who was standing next to him, was stunned.

"Tell me the coordinates of the transformation ritual!" Xiu Yue's expression turned unusually serious.

"There are no coordinates," Leo said, pulling up his sleeve to reveal a head tattoo covered in wires. "Only this directional mark."

"Old-fashioned map code, that works too," Xiu Yue said, inserting her hand directly into the other person's tattoo. In an instant, various programming languages appeared on his skin and were quickly covered by the latest hacking code.

"Be prepared to leave at any time."

Leo hesitated for a moment, then said, "Shouldn't we help her?"

The flames transformed from the Bird of Paradise have begun to cause a large-scale collapse of the data layer of Database 0. His opponent is a figure covered in snowflake-like white dots. The figure's face is indistinct and looks somewhat ugly, but the 'golden hourglass' in its eye socket is particularly conspicuous. Every time the hourglass leaks light and rotates 180 degrees, a large amount of information flames will turn into snowflake-like white dots.

Xiu Yue glanced at it and said expressionlessly, "If you're so capable, you can go ahead and try."

Leo swallowed hard, then suddenly recognized the other person and exclaimed in surprise:

"That's Zero from Avalanche. This organization has always wanted to unify the Punk Family, but I never expected that he would use the conversion ritual to target us."

"He's gone."

Xiu Yue grabbed her master's 'memory' and their bodies melted instantly. This was not a hyperlink protocol, but rather a special kind of data decomposition. After the decomposition was complete, only a pool of something resembling silver moonlight remained on the ground.

The remaining one, Cracked Moon Embroidery, watched the battle in the distance and muttered to herself.

"A memory data recall from at least 100 years ago must have met some special triggering condition. Was it the old man's electronic ashes? Why do I always feel that it's not that simple?"

Suddenly, Xiu Yue's expression changed, and she strode away into the distance. As she walked, the human skin tore apart, and encrypted data leaked out. Soon, the outline of the encrypted assassin reappeared, but Xiu Yue's face was like fine fabric, tightly sewn onto the other's features.

Meanwhile, Ah Hong was hiding in the black bar, trembling with fear. The moment he was attacked by the encrypted assassin, he had opened the ancient database and hidden himself away.

This ancient database can not only serve as a virtual node, but also as a means of concealing itself, because it uses entirely ancient code, namely binary code, with the changes of 0 and 1. It is not the same as modern simulated code or neural programming. To crack it, unless it is a brute-force attack, it is very difficult to decipher the coordinates.

As the banging on the door grew weaker, Ah Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief. In his mind, his eldest sister was probably out there wreaking havoc. As for his second brother, it was hard to say; he was always very prudent and avoided danger.

After the sounds completely disappeared, he prepared to open the small door to see how the fighting had progressed outside, but an unexpected incident occurred.

The small door couldn't be opened at all.

Even the main door couldn't be opened.

"No way, what's going on now?" Ah Hong muttered to himself. This was the first time such a thing had happened since he inherited this ancient database.

Behind him, a voice, filled with anger at his incompetence, rang out. The voice was as loud as a bell and as loud as thunder.

"How many times have I told you to flash the ROM on your phone first and change the user permissions on your computer? You still just grab everything and use it. This habit will get you killed sooner or later."

Ah Hong turned around in disbelief and saw an elderly punk sitting in the back of the bar with a disgruntled expression, grabbing a bottle and chugging it down, then quickly spitting it out.

"What kind of trashy foreign liquor is this? Where's my empire's Lao Baigan? My good habits, how come you haven't learned any of them?"

"Old man!?"

Ah Hong was both surprised and delighted.

"Hmph, you're getting more and more useless. You still only know how to run away when things get tough. I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted when you were little and let you watch so many ancient anime. Now look what's happened, you've become a complete shut-in."

"Old man, you're not dead?"

"If I weren't dead, I'd still be hanging out with you," the elderly punk grumbled. "That damn DeepWeb, they talk so nicely about treating everyone equally, but all the benefits go to those few government officials. All I want is a home city user account, is that so hard? Why do they have to kill me!"

"Old man, what's going on?" Ah Hong was completely dumbfounded.

"The situation is neither complicated nor simple," the old punk said. "To put it simply, it's because this place created a new 'punk transformation ritual,' and the anti-civilization forces made this old man come back from the dead."

"The complexity lies in the fact that this 'punk transformation ritual' is not in one place, but in two."

"Two places? Why?" Ah Hong was dumbfounded.

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? I just jumped out of an urn, okay?"

The elderly punk took a deep breath, and the next moment, the entire bar began to change drastically. Bottles on the bar cabinet exploded, and the whole bar began to transform. A large amount of binary code overflowed from the floor and was sucked into the soles of his feet.

Then, a layer of encrypted code appeared on the elderly "Shamate" (a subculture characterized by flamboyant and often outlandish fashion) body.

"You old man!"

"I had already reformed, but that bitch Deep Web didn't even give me a chance for electronic ascension. I might as well take advantage of this time to transform into a punk killer, otherwise once the transformation ceremony is over, I'll be back in an urn."

"No, I mean, my bar!"

Looking at the black bar that had been completely absorbed, Ah Hong was on the verge of tears.

"The old man raised you with his own hands and feet, so what's wrong with him eating some of your ancient data? Come on, let's add another layer of disguise for you."

The elderly punk slapped the other man on the forehead, and the next moment, a layer of encrypted code appeared on his body.

Ah Hong was initially startled, but then, realizing that the encrypted data wasn't trying to convert him, he asked curiously, "Old man, were you really a member of the punk family back in the day?"

The elderly punk rocker touched his afro, glanced at the other person, and said, "What do you think?"

"Why have you never told us about this before?" Ah Hong asked excitedly.

"Why should I tell you? So you can move up a few more places on the wanted list?" the elderly punk said. "Let's go, let's go take a look."

The next moment, the door opened, and the two "encryption killers" rushed out.

With a layer of encrypted data protection, sure enough, the other encrypted killers did not attack them, and the "Information Liberation Front members" on site were all killed or wounded.

A hint of seriousness flashed in the eyes of the elderly punk.

"Something's not right. It's almost exactly the same scene as back then. Even if it absorbed my memory data, it couldn't be this realistic."

"But there was no senior sister back then."

"Your eldest disciple, I still..." The old woman was about to comment on her eldest disciple when her eyes bulged. She incredulously sensed the intensity of the information flame and muttered to herself:

"Your senior sister actually broke through the final level? How is that possible? How did she bypass the planet's mainframe information lock?"

Ah Hong chuckled, pleased with the old man's astonishment.

"This is what it means for the student to surpass the master, old man."

However, the old man's gaze quickly shifted to No. 0, who was constantly being burned and resurrected within the advanced information flames.

"No, no, how could this be?" The elderly punk rocker looked even more incredulous.

"It's number 0 from back then!"

"What's the meaning?"

At the same time, Xiuyue brought Leo to the place of transformation, where they saw flowing golden data liquid and a golden humanoid figure gradually taking shape on the altar.

Those eyes, like golden hourglasses, were very striking.

Number 0.

And it's the second number 0!