Chapter 443 Female Player Tick-Tick

Gaidu, you will know.

The upgraded biological computer has the function of "cybernet browser entrance", and Gao Gong, with his 30 years of experience as a programmer, modified it and created such a Xibei product, which was hung in the cybernet.

These days, no matter what software, the most lacking is traffic, especially for his kind, which has neither the signboard of a big enterprise nor the exclusive channel of some underground world.

But these are not problems!

Because he has a rich woman!

Gao Gong confidently sent more than a dozen GB of 18+ photos of the rich woman's love prototype, and the great mother of data, Cyber ​​​​Bunny, responded quickly.

'ヾ(o゜_，゜o)ノ'

'Auntie really loves you for nothing. '

As the largest traffic entrance in cyberspace, as long as Alyssa slightly tilts resources, it will be enough for Gao Gong to eat for eight lifetimes.

Soon, countless access commands were sent down, and Gao Gong even had to use a ‘small virtual world’ as a second server to prevent Gaidu from crashing.

‘What is Gaidu? ’

‘What is your relationship with Alyssa? ’

‘Why didn’t Alyssa participate in this fortress meeting? ’

‘How can I use data drugs in unlimited quantities? ’

‘How can I quit masturbation? ’

‘How can I remove my stomach? ’

“How…”

The biggest difference between cyberspace and the Internet is that although everyone on this planet can access the Internet, it is ‘subconsciously accessing the Internet’.

In other words, this kind of ‘access’ is not conscious, but unconscious. People’s subjective consciousness is limited, while people’s ‘divergent thinking’ is unlimited.

So even if only a small part of the traffic is tilted, this traffic is thousands or tens of thousands times that of the search engine in the previous life, and it is quite dangerous.

Gao Gong was like standing on a huge river. Codes, instructions, characters, search content, artificial viruses, fragments of thoughts, simulated monsters, these messy, yet tangled and confusing information in cyberspace blocked all the senses of eyes, ears, mouth, nose, body, consciousness, and mind, turning into a turbid wave and rushing towards him.

Even before he got close, Gao Gong's five senses were overflowing with data liquid because of this strong pressure.

This is the magnitude that only big data monsters can carry.

[Turn on the 'distributed processor system'. ]

[The 'distributed processor system' has been turned on. ]

With the second function of the biological computer turned on, Gao Gong's body suddenly squirmed, and the skin and flesh began to tear each other apart. This tearing was not like the data splitting of the 'cyber killer', but more like the 'mitosis' between cells.

One split into two, two split into four, and four split into eight.

Although they are all Gao Gong, their temperaments are completely different. Some are lively, some are calm, some look like a Buddhist, and some...look like a lewd face.

Distributed processor system: Evenly distribute the pressure of the 'nervous system' to all systems of the body, so as to achieve higher processing efficiency.

Note: Calculation is not limited to the nervous system. The more complex the life is, the more each system can participate in the calculation.

Humans are fine. Some advanced carbon-based civilizations have dozens or even hundreds of life systems. In this way, even the lowest-level 'biological computers' can have computing power comparable to that of a planetary host.

"Hurry up, my time is limited," said the 'endocrine senior engineer' seriously.

The 'digestive senior engineer' looked at him suspiciously, "Could it be that you have that? When did you install the new function? How come I don't know?"

"With so much data, I don't know if there is any that is not suitable for children," the 'reproductive senior engineer' dug his ears and shook his hips.

"Work early and go home early. I'm a little hungry," the 'digestive senior engineer' made a 'gurgling' sound on his belly.

At one time, except for the 'neurological senior engineer', the other seven senior engineers all stood up, and the electronic rainstorm fell madly in the electronic pipeline. With the blessing of the seven senior engineers, the power of the 'small virtual realm' was fully opened, and the river even slowly cracked because of this power. Countless underlying data began to be rewritten, and one by one 'Mobius strip' style data pipelines began to appear.

When the huge data torrent flooded the senior engineer's location, the entire 'gaidu' system had already become a crisscrossing data network, with nodes connected to nodes and channels connected to channels. Even the overwhelming data, with one, two, three, or even tens of millions of diversions, finally became the kind that can be 'digested'.

"Done!"

"Can we go back?"

"Go back, what the hell," the 'neurological senior engineer' finally opened his eyes and scanned the circle. As expected, the other senior engineers all showed tired looks.

Even with the blessing of the 'biological computer', this kind of 'cross-level code writing' operation is very consuming.

"Don't forget, what are we building this 'gaidu' for?"

"Advertisement?"

"Sell private data?"

"Make a software to bypass the firewall?"

"Idiot, of course it's for the mission," the 'neurotic senior engineer' rolled his eyes: "Don't forget, the cyber hacker's job transfer mission, AI War, has not been done yet."

"Oh, it turns out to be for trouble," the other senior engineers suddenly realized.

"Don't make us look like schizophrenia, it's almost time to rest, let's work."

The next moment, the pipeline disappeared, the data disappeared, and the underlying code disappeared, and eight senior engineers appeared in the 'brain disk'.

Today's 'brain' is empty, no one is there, Cheap Sister, Flame Bird, Hiro, Aidolu, all of them have been sent out.

From the application layer, to the data layer, and finally modified the underlying framework, and then back to the application layer.

At this time, eight senior engineers corresponded to eight directions. In each direction, there were dense screens, constantly refreshing new 'problems', and some of these problems were the result of subconscious diffusion, and some were True subjective consciousness.

Information retrieval, data iteration, cyber warfare.

No one stipulates that the ‘Cyber ​​Proving Ground’ must be in reality.

…

In game forums, there is a type of user who neither speaks nor starts fights. Apart from reading some technical posts every day, they basically do not participate in any in-game topics.

This type of people can turn PVP into a stand-alone game.

And ‘Tick’ is such a type of user.

‘Tick’, a female player, was born in the cyber network and is a low-level AI.

It’s not that she was born a ‘single-player party’, but that her birth point was on the cyberspace. If she wanted to meet players, or in other words, if players were qualified to log in to cyberspace, they had to reach around level 20.

Tick-tock was boring at first, but soon she became really sweet.

Because cyberspace is really fun.

Like "Inception", she can constantly enter people's dreams, perform tasks, and modify dreams.

She can also kill monsters. There are too many monsters in cyberspace, such as data redundancy, low-level viruses, and logic fragments. If she is lucky, she may even receive a hunting mission from the official, the 'cyber killer'.

If he gets tired of grinding monsters, he can also 'pass the plot'. This kind of plot is to enter the subconscious world. The subconscious of different people merges together to piece together a bizarre world. There are even some ancient memory fragments infiltrated. As a result, she can travel between different eras.

For example, she can wear a lady's skirt and a classical gauze hat in the steampunk era and experience steam revolution events one after another.

Or, she can go back to the civilized era and appreciate how these three behemoths, the Empire, the Commonwealth, and the Alliance, compete tit-for-tat, and how they evolve according to their own civilizational lines.

Even a simple bluestone alley may have a very rich content, a man or a woman's first love, or the object of their longing.

The only thing that gives her a headache is that cyberspace is too dangerous. Often, if she is not careful, she will be killed by level 30, level 40, or even dream monsters full of question marks.

Fortunately, after half a year of opening the server, she has basically figured out the rules here, at least she won't die so easily.

And she also successfully transformed from a cute new AI to a level 28 intermediate AI.

However, recently, she discovered something that made her feel very horrified, that is, both the dream world and the subconscious world were constantly collapsing.