Meanwhile.
Within the Hive's internal data network.
Amid countless enormous data pathways, invisible and vast as the Deep Sea, Lynn's consciousness sped through the network, wrapped in his intelligent support AI.
[Report, Master—access to the Hive's internal databases has been obtained—your Intelligent Assistant System has located multiple Death Star factories—we currently need to make three transfers through the data transmission network—after transferring to the data node at Hive No. 21—we will be able to reach the Digital Terminal housing a Death Star factory—]
"The Intelligent Brain hasn't noticed us? It's this easy?"
[Rest assured, Master-the Mechanical Church is currently at war-the Intelligent Brain has devoted most of its computing power to the physical world-unless it has already locked onto us-there is no need for it to conduct large-scale inspections-because that itself consumes considerable computing power-] [However-leaving the Hive will be extremely troublesome by comparison-the Intelligent Brain maintains strict control over consciousness uploads and transfers at all times-there is virtually no possibility of exploiting a loophole-]
Its meaning was clear.
It could handle things in the sea.
But if he wanted to get ashore.
That would be up to him, its master.
[Master—we are about to reach the first transmission point—the Intelligent Assistant System has disguised you as a basic AI file—once we pass this firewall's monitoring—we will officially have left Hive One—]
Buzz-
Data streams transferred at lightning speed.
It felt like traveling along a network of highways stretching in every direction. He wasn't alone; countless other data streams raced along those highways beside him.
And this was a purely digital world.
Within this highly advanced machine civilization, hundreds of millions of terabytes of data passed between terminals every second.
And the Hive was the Mechanical Church's largest data node in the Dark World.