Chapter 750 Ordinary People
The development of technology is traceable. For anything that can think logically or even move, time is a very important label to help them understand the world.
For questions like how much is one plus one, it doesn’t take time to help sort out your thoughts, so Lear and Muramasa can maintain a certain thinking ability, but if they want to survive further, they have to repair theirs one after another. Memory
Mainly Muramasa's database.
Arasaka's main enemies have always been the Europeans. After all, the people of Berry Country have died from their own people's gold fraud and fraud. The only thing standing in front of Saburo Arasaka is the European Union.
Muramasa once processed countless information in this regard on Arasaka Company's servers, and his understanding of the history of European technological development may be deeper than that of Europeans today -
After all, after the collapse of the old network, Everyone's technological level has taken a huge step back, and the only ones that have complete data records are AI that generates self-awareness.
Although his journey with Lille has left Muramasa's database incomplete, he is still the "former employee" of Arasaka Company who poses the greatest technical threat to Europeans.
Hacking even takes just a moment:
The smart home transmitter and identification code can even be used to open the back door of the fat house prosthetic system in the room.
[Name: Elliot Grove]
[ID: UK-2070-01-563829]
[Identity: British-French submarine channel maintenance worker. 】
【Biometric information, DNA, fingerprints, retinal scans, financial accounts, social media, criminal records.】
【Legal citizens. 】
The information on law-abiding citizen Elliot is so detailed that you could create a synthetic human just like him—if such technology existed.
However, Elliot, who was hacked, did not notice anything, and the prosthetic equipment had no reaction at all when it was raised by a few tenths of a degree Celsius.
All he can think about now is: What if he is caught by network surveillance and uses the equipment he bought from a street stall to try to circumvent the wall? !
What should I do if a network monitor opens his computer and sees what’s inside and asks his relatives and friends! ! !
Thinking of this, while getting dressed, he tidied up the room and dug out the mysterious storage device from under the bed
Just when he was connecting to the mysterious mobile hard drive, a strange voice came from his head:
[Liel: Stop messing around, I have a way to help you hide from network surveillance. 】
Elliot was stunned: "Who is talking!"
[Lille: Forgot who you were communicating with just now? 】
Just now?
In the stuffy room, this 27-year-old fat man, a legal European citizen, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and felt chilled all over
So the network surveillance did not lie to him?
So there is really AI outside the wall? !
[Lille: You are in trouble, boy. ]
[Johnny: This kid is really a fucking talent. When something happens, he doesn’t immediately think about destroying the evidence. Instead, he thinks about destroying the evidence of his perverted little habit.]
Yes, Elliot's first thought was not to run away, but to destroy his illegal short videos.
and Chaomeng.
[Johnny: But I’m not embarrassed to see these things, right? 】
In Johnny's eyes, Elliot's collection is too normal. Isn't it just porn? There are so many of them, but the most perverted thing among them is just a video of a mechanical dog——
< br>If it is placed in the Black Mewtwo Market in Night City, whoever sells this thing will be laughed at.
[Lille: It means this is an honest fat man. 】
It is a bit contradictory to say it: if Elliot was honest, he would not do illegal things, especially things like hacking the black wall.
But let’s say that he is dishonest. If something goes wrong, let alone destroying the body and wiping out traces, he refuses to admit it. He doesn’t even have the slightest resistance. It seems that he subconsciously acquiesces to one thing:
Internet surveillance will definitely find evidence of his messing up, and he is dead.
Or maybe he doesn’t think it’s serious?
"It's over, it's over." Elliot's eyes were blank, and he kept rummaging through his hard drive and electronic devices, and then connected them one by one. Although these devices do not have computing as their main purpose, all electronic devices must have central control chips. These central control chips can provide more computing power for Lear and Muramasa.
Under Muramasa's guidance, Elliot began to disassemble the hard drive and chips.
The good news is that this fat man works as a maintainer of the British-French channel. There are more or less tools in the room, and it is not a problem to perform simple operations on the equipment.
[Muramasa: Okay, let him put on that helmet and go out. I probably know what's going on. 】
[Lille: Boy, get ready to go out. ]
[Lille: You don’t look like a hacker, how did you get that set of equipment? 】
Elliot is wearing a work suit.
The clothes don't look dirty, just like his room. Although it's messy and the light is all holographic, it's not dirty or smelly.
However, this suit is definitely old, and has been exposed to things like engine oil, combustion emissions, and smog particles for too long.
Clothes are just like people. He has been doing this job for too long and has been intoxicated by the smell of work.
He said with a sad face: "I just want to climb over the wall and see the outside world. I heard them say that there are a lot of shameful and exciting things in the old network."
< br>[Johnny: Just looking for some excitement? It's really low-level. 】
"No!" Elliot shouted excitedly in his head, "I want to know what the network surveillance is hiding, they must be hiding something."
[ Johnny: Hidden Shittu? I see you have hidden a lot of things. The one I sent you just now is from a beautiful woman from 50 years ago. I forgot her name, but... looks good, right? 】
"It's not good-looking." The fat man shook his head, "That hair is so weird, red and purple, like a rocket."
[Johnny: You know a lot.]
Elliot Walked out of the door.
His home is a single room of nearly 25 square meters, which is much smaller than Lille’s residence in Night City, but the layout is very similar:
One of the walls was chiselled Beyond the bed and wardrobe, there are vending machines and washing machines on the opposite wall. The bathroom is individually wrapped in a glass curtain wall
The landscape outside his room is also much bleaker than a super skyscraper:
Because the holographic lighting system can give the homeowner excellent lighting effects, simulating almost any kind of light preset that the homeowner can afford. If the room is designed, then the room naturally does not need lighting.
The room does not need lighting, and the apartment building naturally does not need to set up a lighting well.
This building is a square house, with a circle of housing in the outer circle and an inner circle. Even if I didn't say this was an apartment, I would have thought I was in jail
The weird thing is that the corridor is incredibly clean, with the cleaning robot driving tirelessly over and over again on the ground.
[Johnny: Let me go. Are you in jail? 】
“Please respect my house! I’m not in jail! I’m not a criminal! I chose the inner circle because the rent is cheap! Frugality is a virtue!”
【里Er: Connect your personal link to the terminal at the door of the maintenance room. Be natural, as if you are a maintenance worker. 】
“Huh?! Anyone who illegally uses computer technology to hack into public equipment will go to jail!”
[Lille: Tinkering with the black wall will get you shot, so move quickly. 】
Elliot stretched his neck and looked at the robots on the ground and the neighbors who occasionally walked by in a hurry. His calves were almost trembling!
He felt. He felt like these things were looking at him.
It was as if everyone knew he was going to do something bad.
[Lille: Let’s go! No one is watching you! How long do you have to wait? Wait until the network surveillance comes? 】
【Johnny: This fat guy is a waste. Just wait to be shot. 】
"I'm not useless!"
Elliot swallowed and wiped his hands on his clothes habitually.
(End of this chapter)