Chapter 1147 Claudius

Two identical viruses were immediately uploaded to the other party's database.

On the surface, this program is a bunch of useless junk files.

In fact, it is not a virus.

Because it does not have the characteristics of a virus, it is difficult to scan.

And its only function is to repeatedly copy the data in the data control.

For example, a picture is only one megabyte in size.

This virus can complete 100 million copy and paste tasks in one second.

Just one picture can easily burst a hard drive.

Not to mention the huge amount of data accumulated in the other party's database for who knows how many years.

At the same time as this software took effect.

The face also completed the parsing of the programming language.

Unfortunately, he did not have time to deal with the useless data accumulated in the database.

Those data expanded rapidly in the form of geometric multiplication.

At this time, he could no longer complete the scan of all the data.

Then, the virus code hidden in the useless data also began to take effect.

Then, the face changed from the original symbol to garbled code.

Seeing this scene, the doctor knew that he had won the game.

However, victory was only the beginning.

Next, he had a more important task.

That was to plunder the confidential data in the database and the part of the "technology" authority.

The difficulty of this matter was no simpler than the previous game.

The only difference was that the other party had lost the ability to resist.

Therefore, the doctor could take his time.

But the doctor also knew that he didn't have much time.

Because the existence behind the human beings would definitely intervene.

But the doctor also believed that "technology" would definitely help him.

Because helping him was the same as helping himself.

It was naturally unrealistic to want "technology" to help analyze the data.

What the doctor needed was that "technology" could delay the time for the existence behind the human beings to take action.

At the same time.

In the Colosseum in the dark prison.

Mo Ling's eyes suddenly regained their spirit.

He regained control of his mechanical prosthesis.

At the same time, she also received information from the doctor.

[Execute output command]

On the other side, Dante in the private room also received the doctor's order.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

At the moment when the "correction" took effect.

Countless small missiles had reached the figure covered by the black robe.

In an instant, the explosion sounded like a tsunami, continuous.

The flames illuminated the entire Colosseum.

In the stands, the expressions of all the audience froze.

The shock waves visible to the naked eye spread outward one after another.

At the same time, a blue barrier lit up.

It covered the Colosseum.

If this barrier had not lit up, the audience in the stands would most likely be overturned by the shock wave generated by the explosion.

Even, the entire Colosseum would collapse.

This barrier rose, not only wrapped the shock wave in it.

It also wrapped the smoke and dust generated by the explosion.

…………

After a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated.

Only Mo Ling was left in the field.

The figure covered by the black robe disappeared.

There was a moment of silence in the stands.

The audience all stared with their eyes wide open, looking at Mo Ling standing in the field with disbelief.

In their cognition, the life of the neutral camp is mysterious and powerful.

But such a powerful neutral life was defeated by humans and fell.

It's not that neutral life is invincible.

At least, in the eyes of this group of foreigners, they are invincible.

At the same time, Dante in the private room breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the crisis has been resolved.

But he didn't wait long to be happy.

A wailing sound suddenly sounded in the private room.

The one who wailed was naturally the leader of the pigmen.

At this time, he was regretting why he didn't go all in with Mo Ling.

He didn't catch the opportunity in front of him.

He finally failed to grasp this overwhelming wealth.

About ten minutes later.

A vague figure walked into the private room where Dante was.

The moment he appeared, the pig leader immediately stopped wailing.

He covered his mouth, his huge eyes full of fear.

The visitor did not even look at the pig leader, but instead set his eyes on Dante.

After a moment of silence, the other party said softly: "My name is Claudius, you can call me Claudius I, or Mr. Claudius.

Of course, if you don't mind, you can also call me... Your Majesty."

Just as Dante was still guessing the attitude of this guy who called himself Claudius.

A figure emitting blue fluorescence suddenly descended beside the gambler.

The visitor was a consciousness clone of the doctor.

He held the monocle on his face with one hand, and whispered: "The ruler of ancient Rome, Claudius I?"

Hearing this, Claudius turned his head and looked at the doctor.

After a moment of silence, he asked in confusion: "Oh? You actually know me?"

The doctor did not answer this question.

The conscious clone looked at Claude with deep eyes, as if thinking about something.

After a long time, Claude seemed to remember something.

Then he turned his head and looked at the pig leader.

"Leave the blood crystals you earned from the fake match, and you can leave."

How dare the pig leader say no.

Fortunately, Claude only asked him to leave the blood crystals from the fake match, not all the blood crystals.

In the duel between Mo Ling and War Elephant, he also made a lot of money by betting on Mo Ling.

So, after putting down more than 9,000 blood crystals, he rolled and crawled out of the private room.

After he left, Claude sat on a stone chair.

He faced Dante and said indifferently: "The gladiator named War Elephant is one of yours."

Hearing this, Dante instinctively wanted to deny it.

Who knew that the doctor was the first to speak: "Yes!"

Claude nodded lightly, and then crossed his legs.

One of his palms covered his knees, and the other hand was on the armrest of the stone chair.

"What kind of punishment do you think should be given for deceiving an emperor of an empire?"

His tone was very calm, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Judging from his body shrouded in chaos.

Claudius should be a star god of the Old Days, or above the Old Days.

Therefore, no one dared to answer this question.

Seeing that no one dared to speak, Claudius tilted his head and looked at the doctor.

"Mr. Luminous, since you know my name, you should have heard my story, right?

You should know how I will punish those who deceive me."