Chapter 447 62 For Those Who Do Great Things, a Proper Way Out Is a Must

Chapter 447 62. For those who do great things, a proper escape route is a must

Looking out from the window, there is not much difference between the Night City and Gotham in the dawn. After getting on the luxurious panoramic float car and looking down at the entire city from a high place, you can see that this city is located in the wilderness. The city above is a little different from Gotham.

"There are not so many slums in Gotham! Our slums are all concentrated on Naihe Island. The other places are as bright and beautiful as the outer skin of a bad orange still exudes fragrance."

Harley, who was sitting next to Mason, curled her lips, while her "evil twin" Quinn sat on the other side of Mason, folded her arms and said coldly:

"Gotham is much more vibrant than this city. I didn't see a group of living people down there, they were just the walking dead."

"You have very keen senses, Miss Quinn."

Miss Hua Zi, who served as the guide in this floating car, chuckled and said with great agreement:

“The appearance of Night City is already degenerate, especially after the ‘upload’ was executed when the world was destroyed, the people who fell into delusion became even more desperate for the future.

Although when they were still alive, there was not much hope in their hands.

But at that time, at least we could use words like "freedom" to inspire people and erect a banner that never existed to cover up the facade.

But now, there is nothing here.

Although our technical staff have tried their best to restore the appearance of the data world to 100% and even imitated the laws of physics to the extreme, unfortunately, no matter how perfect the falsehood is, it cannot compare with the cold reality. "

"But you always have a way to stabilize these data."

Mason sat on the comfortable sofa with his eyes slightly closed. He was not very interested in the scenery of Night City, mainly because he had experienced it many times.

He even knows the locations of various "treasures" hidden throughout the city.

If it weren't for the tight schedule of this trip, Mason would really have the idea to drive a floating car around Night City and take Harley and Quinn to play a treasure hunt.

The two of them are sure to love the quirky and unique clothes and accessories.

"V once told me that you created a real data world in the shrine to preserve the activity of data consciousness?"

Mason asked:

"How does it work exactly?"

"Actually, the principle is very simple."

Miss Huazi brushed her hair and introduced:

“The cheapest way to make these people feel ‘alive’ and to regularly stimulate their emotions to avoid redundancy and missingness in consciousness data is to make them feel happy.

Things like games, Mewtwo, books, periodicals, drugs, and the entertainment industry are all very vulgar content, but they provide the most direct sensory stimulation, and can satisfy human beings' most basic social interactions and information collection, giving them a place to vent their dissatisfaction. Share gossip and opinions with people you don’t know, express your emotions and finally have a hearty quarrel.

Let these cheap entertainments pervade society and put them within easy reach.

When a person's life is wrapped and filled with 'happiness', his sense of satisfaction will rise rapidly. Occasionally, there will be some higher stimulation, such as street racing or underground black boxing matches permitted by law, or created by public opinion. Raise hot topics and provoke confrontation and conflict to consume their excess energy.

There is no need to chase dreams or think about the future.

Enjoy the moment and have fun.

As long as we maintain basic satisfaction at the physiological level and continuous bombardment of information at the psychological level, using one fleeting hot spot after another can always help us solve many unnecessary troubles at the social governance level.

Set up cognitive classification, generate garbage data, and create information cocoons, turning the entire society into an emotional trash can and echo chamber, thereby drowning out sensitive information.

As long as no one wants to actually chase the truth, then the truth isn't an issue.

It sounds complicated.

But all it takes is a little bit of public opinion guidance to achieve what I've described.

We have been maintaining this model since Mikoshi was used to perform world-wide consciousness uploads, and the results so far seem to be great.

Although the number of cyberpsychotic individuals caused by data corruption is increasing every month, compared with the overall amount of data in the world, such a small loss is acceptable. "

Mason nodded, Hua Zi's words were not concealed in any way, and the three words "Nipple Joy" were written directly on his face.

He lamented:

"For most people, ideals and the future are heavy things in existence. Throwing them away can indeed make you move forward lightly. But aren't you afraid of using up these consciousness data if you keep doing this?

As far as I know, you should also have a ‘Civilization Reconstruction Agreement’, right? "

"No, it won't."

Miss Hanako maintained a perfect posture, lowered her head and replied softly:

"This is false, Lord Mason. When our civilization needs to start over, a simple 'memory deletion' program can ensure that they are restored to the most perfect 'factory settings'.

If necessary, we can also fabricate non-existent group memories on a large scale to complete social restart.

This is completely possible with our technology.

This may be the sad thing about us. Now we are just data in the form of code. In front of the data god like Bartmos, we don’t even have the power to perceive the reality. "

"You're dissatisfied."

Quinn, who was on Mason's left, put her little sweetheart's hand on her belly while staring at Miss Hanako and said:

"You want to rebel, you want more power, you want to say 'no' to your god!"

Miss Hanako did not answer.

But her silence already represented her attitude.

"Are you enjoying your stay in Gotham?"

Mason suddenly asked an unrelated question. Hua Zi then smiled, nodded and said:

“Although I only went out twenty-two times in that city for more than a month and was robbed fifteen times, I actually quite liked it there.

Compared with the chaos in Night City, the people of Gotham are truly hospitable.

I would really like to move there if I could. "

"you can go."

Mason said:

"Buy a house in Gotham, choose your own decoration plan, buy your own furniture, and maybe get a dog. Although you are no longer the helmsman of a large conglomerate that can dominate the world, you will still have to make money to support yourself in the future, for loans and relationships. and headaches with security issues.

But I think you'd be willing to pay some price to be free of Mikoshi forever, right? "

"Um?"

Hua Zi's expression solidified.

For the first time, she looked at Mason with a less-than-perfect manner, and her bionic eyes stared straight at him, as if to determine whether Mason was joking.

After a few seconds, she took a deep breath and said:

"Yes, I do! I even got a few cats from Ms. Selina to keep in my dormitory. Although I accidentally let them run away, and I hate changing cat litter for them, but I mean, can I really?"

"Gotham and the world welcome all those who have contributed to it, Huazi, whether they are flesh and blood or not."

Mason waved his hands and said:

"In fact, Osborne Tower also welcomes outstanding women like you. You see, we are facing an embarrassing shortage of manpower in a war, and you also have a certain influence in cyberspace.

This is actually a transaction.

Using the Arasaka Group's participation in the war to obtain permanent residency, I think Bartmos should give me this face. "

"Of course this is a deal, and we don't have the luxury of expecting you to give us such power."

Hanako Arasaka stood up and leaned towards Mason in the floating car. It was not an ordinary salute but more like some kind of "loyalty" ceremony, but Mason shook his head and said:

"I'm not the owner of Gotham, so I'm just giving suggestions. You still need to discuss this matter with the real person in charge."

"I will, Lord Mason."

Miss Hanako said quite seriously:

"I will also ensure that all consciousness data from Arasaka Industries will fight for your cause in exchange for our right to be 'born as humans' again."

Mason smiled and stopped talking, and Harley also sat back on the sofa, sitting next to the sweetheart with Quinn.

She felt that Mr. K's controlling aura when he was talking to Hua Zi just now was so handsome. He was indeed the man she could fall in love with at first sight.

A few minutes later, four luxurious-looking floating cars slowly parked next to the tallest building in Night City. This was originally the headquarters of Arasaka Industries in the city, but it has apparently been "requisitioned" by Bartmos. .

"Here we are."

Miss Hua Zi opened the car door for Mason in person. She bowed her head and said goodbye in the floating car:

"The God of Data is waiting for you distinguished guests in the tower. I need to go back to the data partition city in District 11 to hold a group meeting. I guarantee you that when you leave the God of God, there will be an immortal data army that will follow you to the death. you."

"Um."

Mason nodded and led Harley and Quinn to the carpeted tarmac in front of them.

The master and his party also came to join us. Each car had its own guide. From the expressions on everyone's faces, it can be seen that they must have asked a lot of questions along the way and received corresponding answers.

If we only analyze it from the expression, the master's eyes are full of vigilance against this "future", while Wonder Woman hates this place even more than when she woke up.

The old Green Goblin is neither sad nor happy, but he should have learned some very useful "ruling skills" to prepare for his future life as the King of the World and even the Lord of the Galaxy.

John Wick, who was the most low-key at the end, had an indifferent face, revealing the indifference of an assassin saint.

“It seems like everyone has gained something, which is great.”

Mason said jokingly, and then looked at Barbara, who looked delighted, and said:

"What about you? Sister, what did you learn from your one-day trip to Night City?"

"A total of 17 techniques and procedures taught by the legendary hacker "Spider Murphy" himself! The girl in the leather jacket is so handsome. I like her character and admire her talent."

Bat Girl pointed to her head and said with a smile on her face:

"I just don't know if I can learn a thing or two from Mr. Buttermoss. He is Miss Murphy's idol. No, he is the idol of all hackers."

"Well, it seems that this journey is a star-chasing and pilgrimage for you."

Mason curled his lips and walked into the floor-to-ceiling window door of the "Data Tower" in front of him with his master.

Bartmos didn't do anything fancy, he was just greeting his guests in the well-lit top floor hall in front of him.

He was still as unkempt as the last time I "met" Mason. He was wearing a solid-color sweater and slim pants that programmers like the most. He had black-framed glasses on his nose and short gray hair. Apart from that, he had no special decorations. He had the same simple style as Steve Jobs.

Perhaps all programmers like this minimalist style, which makes them look very professional and convincing.

He held his worn-out mug and opened his arms to welcome guests from other worlds. He waved his hand and made a circle of chairs that matched the number of people on the spot like magic.

This was the venue for this conversation.

"Everyone, please take a seat."

Bartmos said:

"I am actually a bit socially anxious. I have been hiding in my building alone for the last ten years of my life, with only cold machines and the Internet to keep me company.

So I will not say clichés to you, let's get straight to the point."

After everyone sat down, the God of Data coughed and said to everyone in front of him very seriously:

"This time, I asked Mason to invite you all to come here to discuss with you the preparations and plans of our data lives for the impact event.

I think you have all seen the real Night City.

You have a direct understanding of the world we can construct with data. What I want to tell you is that I have always hoped to expand the scope of influence of the God's Carriage.

To put it simply, I hope to get your permission to participate in your respective The distributed database and host of the sacred car in the territory."

"Mr. Bartmos! We are not hackers. In fact, we don't know much about the relevant knowledge."

Wonder Woman said bluntly:

"Please take our knowledge level into consideration and restate your plan in words that ordinary people can understand."

"He means that our world should also be turned into a virtual space like Night City."

The old Green Goblin, who has a high level of scientific literacy, explained softly to Ms. Diana, who had little contact with programming and electronic programs. The latter's eyes shrank and she immediately shook her head and said:

"No, I can't accept the Amazon Kingdom falling into this in the future. All the lives in this city are hopeless. Giving them a sword is more merciful than letting them live in confusion like now!"

"Sir Norman, please don't misunderstand me ”

Bartmos pushed his black-framed glasses. He was not angry about Wonder Woman’s remarks. On the contrary, he patiently explained:

“It’s just a backup for your world. Well, I mean, you are going to fight with the Stars, but you can’t always consider the situation of winning. You must always consider the retreat in case of loss.

Even if you can win this battle, the impact event is always an unavoidable problem.

If we can’t ensure that our flesh and blood can survive the doomsday, then it is not unacceptable to transform our souls and minds into another form to survive forever.

Believe me, Ms. Diana.

The launch of all my plans is based on the premise that your resistance in the material world has failed.

As I said, this is just a retreat for our beloved world. It may not be perfect, but it It is still a way out. "

At this point, the God of Data paused, drank a sip of data water in the mug, and said:

"Of course, I will not hide it from you.

Another main reason why I ask you to accept the "God's Carriage Project" is that we need to find more backup locations for the main server that is still running but is increasingly overloaded due to data overflow, so as to avoid the destruction of the main server. The "new world" that I spent a lot of effort to create and my data civilization will perish along with the destruction of the hardware. "

"But even if we don't need to agree, your God's Carriage Project is already being implemented. "

The master stared at Bartmos and said:

"Cyborg. Important members of the Justice League have joined your data life alliance and started looking for server storage for you in my world.

Mariana Trench, Sahara Desert, Himalayas

My letting this plan go does not mean that I don't know about it. "

"I don't mean to hide a point, but Victor Stone is indeed a very valuable data life. "

Bartmos nodded and said:

"He wants to do something for his world within his power. He is a real hero, so my assistant Ott didn't spend much effort to convince him.

Don't worry that Cyborg will betray his companions, Batman.

He agreed to join us on the premise that we will never threaten your world, and I personally have absolutely no intention of harming any world.

I think this exchange is good for both of us.

You have no reason to reject my proposal, especially since I have decided to stand firmly on your side in your war with the Star Society. ”

The God of Hackers said to Batman very seriously:

"After the war begins, I will fully open the data download permissions of Oracle, which means that you will get countless reinforcements. Although their combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of superheroes, I believe that quantitative changes can bring qualitative changes.

In other words, quantity itself is a kind of quality.

Although this will put the main server under terrible load pressure, after Mr. Mason eliminated Brainiac, who is the biggest threat to us, the Data Life Alliance can take this risk. ”

"I have no objection!"

While the old man was still hesitating, the old Green Goblin had already made up his mind.

He raised his finger to Bartmos and said:

"But the management rights of the distributed server host set up in Osborne Tower must be delegated to me. I won't hide it from you, Mr. Bartmos, I still don't trust you."

"Of course, all we need is a material world to store the host. I don't care who has the management rights. I can even issue the "administrator" authority of the world where the split program is located, and invite you to participate in the design and construction of your own world at the data level.

This is the power you deserve!"

The God of Data nodded and looked at John Wick again.

The Assassin Saint didn't know much about computers, but after seeing Mason nod to him slightly, he also said:

"I personally don't object, but this matter needs to be approved by both the Brotherhood and the Knights Templar. I will return to the Isu world in the near future and report."

"We can accept it."

The master glanced at Mason and said to Bartmos:

"I believe in Cyborg and Mason. It's just about the permission to download consciousness data. This is a tactic that requires a large supply of bionic carriers to form combat effectiveness.

We have no shortage of resources, but you must show sincerity in manufacturing processes and technological upgrades.

What I mean is that Wayne Group is in urgent need of some skilled and trustworthy engineers."

"Of course, knowledge needs to be shared to reflect its value. Closed knowledge can only produce stagnant water in the end."

Bartmos showed a slightly shy social phobia smile. He spread his arms, nodded politely and said:

"Our civilization database will be open to you, but how much you can get from it depends on your own abilities. Finally, I wish you all a smooth journey of cooperation."