Chapter 842 Mysterious Letter
The person on the other side of the video is named Artyom.
He has a body as strong as a bear
Not only does he have a bear-like body, he is also covered with a set of serious-looking bear skins: the top of the bear skin is dyed a mysterious purple-pink color, half of his healthy chest muscles are exposed, and half of his colorful sunglasses are on the outside. Drooping, a pair of sexy little eyes looked at the screen.
This look is obviously not a company dog, it is very rare in the upper class——
But Severns and Elliott blurted out immediately:
"Artyom!"
[Johnny: Shall I go to Artem? Are they talking about the boss of Jirafa who trolls people on the Internet all day long when he is not doing anything serious? 】
[Lille: Looks like it]
During the conversation, Lear found a photo in Elliot's memory:
In the photo, Artyom is also wearing a similar style leopard skin jacket for an interview. The hair on his head is sky-high purple-green.
But when he stepped forward, the interview host's body was obviously P-shaped, and it looked like he was doing something indescribable.
This photo was posted by Artyom himself on the company social network.
Yes, the billionaire owner of Girafa has a habit of creating insulting pictures and slanderous words to spread online to attack his opponents, rather than sending out legal letters.
Hearing that the person opposite recognized him, Artyom smiled evilly:
[Artem: Why, are you my fans too? 】
"Well it can be."
[Artyom: Let’s get down to business. I can’t sign autographs for you through the network cable, right? 】
[Artyom: Our company’s main focus is to promote global technological progress. I think your ideas are very suitable for the company’s philosophy. Have you considered working here? 】
"Well"
The boss opposite had a very out-of-the-box thinking and was poaching people as he talked.
[Artyom: But I’m not helping you unconditionally. I can’t let you ruin the company’s reputation. Send your software and I’ll help you review it, and then I’ll update a driver for the Jilafa industrial machines in Europe. , allowing your worker friends to better control these devices. 】
[Artyom: The scale needs to be large and the momentum needs to be loud. I feel I should prepare for an interview about why I sponsor you.]
[Artem: Is there anything else you want to say? 】
Everyone in the conference room looked at each other.
[Artyom: Okay, let’s break up the meeting! 】
The video immediately closed, and a line of small words appeared in Elliot and Severns' perspective:
[Transfer: +1,600,000 euros]
Phantom looked at the two young men who were looking at each other silently and smiled: "Awesome, it must be Jilafa, this work atmosphere is good."
Jilafa Industries, the company's mission: is committed to promoting affordable technology to the masses and ultimately promoting the development of global technology.
In the Soviet Union, this company's prosthetics and engineering equipment always have cost-effective versions. If the European Community had not increased tariffs, it might have become popular in the European Community.
After holding it in for a long time, Elliot said: "Awesome, get ready to go to the next place."
Cyberspace.
The communication array has different appearances here according to the communication protocol used: one-time fast data packet launch is based on launch efficiency and speed, the one with low efficiency is the slingshot, and the one with low efficiency but huge communication array is the big slingshot.
Those with high communication efficiency gradually became bows and arrows, ballistae, firearms, and cannons.
At this moment, what exists here is an orbital electromagnetic gun with extremely precise structure——
But not big enough.
[Muramasa: No, the current signal strength is simply not strong enough to break through the blockade. 】
The transmission intensity of the communication array is related to the signal transmission power, the number and distribution factors of antennas, antenna gain, encryption and anti-interference algorithms, and energy supply.
When the antenna transmits a signal, it will definitely attract the attention of the European Community's internal interference monitoring system. Most of the protective communication antennas in nearby cities turn to this area, creating a huge electromagnetic interference zone here——
If a device is transmitting signals to the outside, it must have components that are directly connected to the outside world. There is no technology that can communicate with the outside world while completely shielding it from external interference.
Lille's encryption and anti-interference capabilities can effectively counter the black wall, and it is the only AI in the world that can weaken the influence of the black wall.
But blackwalls occupy large tracts of resources:
In order to prevent the wandering AI from appearing in the European barriers and disrupting order, there are large communication arrays outside every city, often covering dozens of square hectares. It is simply unreasonable for the wandering AI to swagger through the European Community's barriers on the Internet. Nonsense.
On the other hand, it is almost impossible for something to pass through cyberspace without the permission of the European Community.
After receiving Muramasa's reply, Lille waved his hand and disassembled the electromagnetic gun, and the server data began to be transposed.
The electromagnetic gun with obvious intentions disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a simple building that looked similar to many cyber network buildings that existed within the European Community.
All LANs within the European Community have standards on core communication protocols, which makes LAN architectures look very similar in cyberspace.
Here, there is only one criterion for programmers with superb skills and high salaries: whether the data barriers they create are square enough.
As the data building became more complete, the factory roof and closed Faraday cage that wrapped the server room and communication column in the real world slowly opened, connecting the server to the vast cyberspace--
One by one, the online communities that existed in the real world appeared in the cyberspace.
As the shielding equipment was removed, the Folkestone server station on the other side of the strait was instantly pulled nearby. Through the complex data bridge, the two buildings were connected together, as if there were several more aerial walkways.
At the same time, there were also fine communication lines from the public network quietly coming in.
Network operation and maintenance workers are also workers. Through the publicity on TV media, they have been trying to search for signals from the workers' forum.
These fine communication lines are connected to the building, and a cyber object or image symbolizing an individual appears in the building.
Muramasa sat cross-legged on the roof of the building, looking at the sky in cyberspace--
There, there is a huge wall that ordinary people cannot see. Humans are not as sensitive to huge data bodies as he is, nor do they need to be sensitive. Even most of the time, hackers and programmers in the European Community cannot be sensitive to this thing.
Either they are not up to standard technically, or they are subjectively unwilling to care.
He was watching if the wall would suddenly collapse and completely destroy the data barrier it sat on.
An invisible eye swept across the data barrier and then disappeared into the wall. The deep red black wall signal seeped out from the wall and merged into the building like cyber rain.
The originally azure building suddenly bloomed a dazzling dark red, and then the color dissipated.
During the whole process, the black wall did not recognize Muramasa.
[Muramasa: It's incredible that the black wall really can't recognize me. How did you do it? ]
[Lille: First of all, I am a human being. The black wall cannot recognize digital souls. ]
[Lille: Secondly, do you feel that I have done a lot of data reorganization on you? ]
[Muramasa: Who knows when you did it? ]
Muramasa obviously still remembered that Liel had taken him back to the Marvel world and let the little octopus "knock him out".
However, Liel did not make many changes to Muramasa:
Liel glanced at Muramasa——
[Lille: Do you think there is a possibility that abnormal changes have already occurred in you, causing the black wall to be unable to recognize you? 】
【Muramasa: What do you mean? 】
【Lille: You better not understand for now. 】
Lille has never made too many changes to Muramasa to avoid the black wall:
Negative energy makes him very sensitive to "emotions". He has long noticed that Muramasa will also burst out with human-like emotions, although weak, but definitely not something AI should have.
That's why he insisted on letting Muramasa contact Elliot and was irritated by Elliot.
Of course, he is doing this himself.
Muramasa is having human emotions: the soul killer turns humans into data soul AI, and what happened to Muramasa gradually transformed him from an AI to a digital soul.
Let's keep him as he is.
【Lille: After the network monitoring turns this place into machine monitoring, I will activate the "avoid censorship" protocol to increase the dissatisfaction of forum workers. ]
[Lille: Girafa's willingness to increase the stakes will speed up our work a lot, and we can prepare for the next round of work.]
Before Lille finished speaking, a communication data disguised as a worker connected to the data barrier:
[Unknown signal: It seems that you have been addicted to playing the role of a resistance hero. ]
[Unknown signal: But you also saw that in this movement, except for one company that was damaged and one company that benefited, there were no worker winners. ]
Lille raised his eyebrows: It seems that the small note picked up by Phantom was not thrown to her by a nearby worker, but by a mysterious hacker.
[Lille: Why not? We are going to open a factory. The average hourly wage of ADL workers is only 13 euros. I can offer 20 euros and cover part of their prosthetic expenses. ]
The other party's thinking was obviously disrupted: the transmission interval between the two messages was 12 milliseconds before, and now it has stopped for 160 milliseconds!
[Unknown signal: Your thinking is simply from Night City.]
[Unknown signal: Have you watched too many documentaries and really thought you are Burger King? 】
【Lille: How do you know I'm not? I'm the European Burger King branch. We're here for workers to vent their grievances, not for you to tell riddles! If you have anything to say, fart quickly, or I'll call the police. 】
This time the other party thought for 240 milliseconds.
In the alleys of Bruges, the noisy street stalls were filled with workers eating boxed lunches, and one of them suddenly laughed in anger:
"Fuck, how can it be so fake and real."