Chapter 227 25. The people in Night City said that Gotham was too chaotic, which made the family laugh
In a windowless room in the Osborne Tower, Dr. Arnim Zola, who had just been extracted from the separation chip by Mason with the help of Judy, was put into a physically isolated data sandbox. This can be a bit "lethargic".
This sounds incredible.
After all, he was forced to transform his life form into a "data creature" because he suffered from cancer a long time ago, but unfortunately the technological level at that time was not enough to complete the complete digitalization.
This regret lasted until he became a member of the conquerors of the "superior organization" and truly completed the "data ascension" with the help of more advanced technology.
This was Dr. Zola's pride.
But at present, his "data ascension" obviously still has serious flaws, otherwise it would not be possible to be so easily restrained by a subroutine of data life in 2077.
I don't know what means those bastard traitors used to make a data conscious body like him not only feel "weak", but even have an indescribable "sense of crisis".
It was as if the long-lost senses were forcibly returned, allowing him to experience the feeling of "fear" again.
He tried to crack the data sandbox, but unfortunately the constantly self-encrypting data framework gave him no possibility of breaking in from the inside.
"No need to try, this data sandbox is part of the former 'Black Wall', which is a super giant firewall used to protect civilization and gathers the top wisdom of the world.
It is impossible to break it and slip away in your current form, unless you can complete self-upgrade within 3 hours, at least three times.
So, I would ask you, how are you thinking about it? ”
Mason's voice sounded outside the "data sandbox", which made Dr. Zola's heart move.
Then his data sensed a video signal, and he quickly integrated into it and then projected his "data avatar" on a display that was also isolated.
A large amount of green data flow is beating to create a round face, with a coquettish little round mirror, and even the bald hairstyle is simulated as perfect as possible.
And through the camera, he saw the young man in front of him placing the tray in front of him.
On top is a burger, a piece of beef and a glass of wine.
"Eat something, I forgot, you can't eat in your current state."
Mason pulled up a chair and sat across from him. He probably made a bad joke, then picked up a knife and fork, cut the beef and put a piece of it to his mouth.
He tasted the food prepared by the chef at Osborne Tower and expressed regret for the cooking skills, but he did not choose it.
While Mason was seizing the time to fill his stomach, he said to Dr. Zola, who was silent on the screen in front of him:
"You will be sent to your rightful owner soon, and we probably won't see each other again for a long time. So if you have anything to say to me, hurry up, Dr. Zola."
"I dare to say it, do you dare to believe it?"
Arnim Zola, a bastard in every sense of the word, always exudes an annoying villain vibe. He "stared" at Mason's beef and said critically:
"You over-fried the meat and used the wrong olive oil. You should have squeezed a little fresh lemon on it when you took it out of the pan, but the barbecue sauce is quite good."
"Hey, expert."
Mason grinned, cut the beef with a knife and fork and said:
"It's a pity that I didn't make it myself. Alas, if you can still eat, I will add a potion that can make you tell the truth. Unfortunately, this method is not available now.
But it doesn’t matter.
You may not feel it, but a special line of code has been added to your data body, which will prevent you from making a 'reject' option to the questions I asked. ”
"You mean Veritaserum? You used this method on a data body?"
Dr. Zola didn't care.
He laughed in an electronic voice without any emotion, and sarcastically said:
"I don't believe in this damn thing at all. After completing the digitization, I no longer have any weaknesses that can be exploited. My digitization was completed by a genius who gave birth to a gem of wisdom in his mind.
Although I am not a top-level data person, I am not easily fooled by you. You young but cunning fool who is as old as an immortal bastard
Depend on! ”
Dr. Zola cursed under his breath.
Apparently he accidentally expressed his "real thoughts".
"You see, the 'Cyber Veritaserum' I asked my friends to write is indeed very effective."
Mason was delighted.
While continuing to cut the steak, he said:
"Don't worry, this line of code is harmless to your data structure. It will only take effect for half an hour before it will self-destruct under the counterattack of your firewall. You can't say many dangerous things.
So the first question is, is your world destroyed? ”
"It was destroyed more than three years ago, during the second impact."
The cunning conqueror, who had realized that he had no escape, made no secret of the problem, saying:
"We are very powerful there. It is said to be a Transcendent A Grade world, but we were unlucky. During the second impact, we actually faced
Well, I can't say this, it's encrypted information.
In short, we were unlucky enough to collide with their base camp. We resisted very hard, and both SHIELD and Hydra put aside their differences and united together.
But in just one week, we were crushed by a force several times ours. I know what you want to ask, Mason.
Everything has been tried.
The Infinity Gauntlet, the Tesseract, and even Adventure summoned the Living Tribunal, but to no avail. ”
Dr. Zola projects many experimental images it has stored on the screen, including a scene of Captain America holding the Infinity Gauntlet and trying to "push away" another world with the help of a group of people.
Mason even witnessed the horrific scene in which the five Infinity Stones shattered on the spot due to the tremendous pressure.
Dr. Zola said quietly like a voice-over:
"There is a cosmic law taking effect deep inside this matter. These strange objects containing powerful power were weakened when faced with it. And after they realized that they could not defeat us quickly, those bastards summoned Swallowed the star.
A weird Galactus.
That monster with the purple helmet was completely unreasonable. The moment he appeared, he swallowed up our world and killed most of the counterattackers.
The rest were collected.
I guess if you continue on this path, you'll soon meet my former companions, not that I'm trying to scare you. But I am indeed the weakest among the conquerors. ”
"Guessed it."
Mason recorded all the images projected by Dr. Zola. On the surface, he was not frightened at all. He picked up the burger and put it to his mouth and took a bite. Then he picked up the red wine next to him, shook it, and asked ：
"Is Bizarro, the zombie superman you used as your 'body', the 'toy' they gave you?"
"No, it's not."
Mentioning this matter, Dr. Zola was immediately proud to create a "smiling face" on the screen, and his electronic voice rose several times, saying:
"That's my 'trophy'! The unfortunate creature that Red Skull and I captured when they sent the Conquerors to attack our world.
To fight them, the Red Skull and I transferred my consciousness into the mind of that brainless idiot Superman.
We have built a tireless war machine.
The combination of his body and my wisdom allowed me to destroy the vanguard of ten Cleaner legions in one day. However, that was not a disaster that could be prevented by pure strength.
My failure did not stem from a lack of intelligence, it was just luck that was not on my side. ”
"Then you must know how to make blue kryptonite?"
Mason took a sip of red wine and said slowly:
"Share it so that I can consider replacing your body with a customized automatic robot before I send you as a prisoner. This way you won't have the pain of being in jail.
There is no soul curse on you, so no matter how much you say, it will not trigger backlash, just make your prison life more comfortable.
Why not? ”
"I do know how to do blue kryptonite! They used that stuff to make that idiot Superman smart, and I analyzed it and reversed its spectrum so that it could weaken Bizarro."
Dr. Zola didn't hesitate much. He projected his bald face on the screen and bargained:
"I can give you the method of making it, and even the method of converting disposable kryptonite to you, but I have one condition! Let me see the data life that defeated me again!
That Ultra!
Ott Cunningham, I want to see her again.
Not just a subroutine, I'm going into her data realm to interview her! She can take my digitalization to the next level, and I will become perfect because of it. ”
Mason did not immediately agree to this request.
He glanced at the undisguised desire on Dr. Zola's face, which was composed of data streams on the screen in front of him, took out a small communicator and said to the other side:
"Judy, did you hear his request? Ask your super AI for me"
"No, she is not AI, she is a perfect data life, a holy existence like the goddess of data, you ignorant idiot."
Before Judy said anything, Dr. Zola became excited. He cursed Mason for using inaccurate words and yelled:
"Don't use a low-level existence like AI to humiliate the goddess I see!"
"Uh"
Mason looked at Dr. Zola in front of him with strange eyes. He said in a strange tone to Judy who was holding back a smile on the other side of the communicator:
"By the way, let me tell Ms. Ott that she has an extra data licker."
"This kind of thing has happened before, Mason, don't worry, this is not unimaginable for those of us in the cyber age. Ultra's charm for imperfect data life is really amazing."
Judy laughed and responded:
"The connection application has been uploaded, and Ott agreed. In an hour, she will open a special thread for Lord Zola in the core database of Osborne Tower."
"唰"
The moment he received permission, a large document popped up on the screen in front of Mason. They were all research papers on blue kryptonite and disposable kryptonite, with specific production methods and video processes attached.
Mason spent a few minutes reading all these things. The sixth sense from the Isu bloodline made him extremely receptive to new knowledge.
These complex and tedious knowledge were quickly memorized in Mason's mind as if they were swallowed up, and he was just waiting for a suitable time to complete the practice.
"Then a personal question that I'm curious about, how many Arnim Zora do you have there?"
"That's a lot."
This question made Dr. Zola frown, and he said with a disgusted tone:
"There are three in the Liquidator Legion alone. The other two are in charge of communication security between legions in different worlds. The others are working hard in laboratories in various worlds studying sequences. Finally, there is one who has not been attacked by cancer. The lucky guy is hosting some trials in the 'Fox's Nest'
Although I hate to admit it, that lucky guy is indeed the smartest and most mysterious of all Arnim Zora. The last time I fought with Zora No. 3, I heard him boast that Zora No. 0 was fighting for No. 0 Tony Stark serves. ”
"There are so many Dr. Zola, why are you alone assigned to the frontline combat troops as cannon fodder?"
Mason asked maliciously:
“Are you not smart enough to participate in research decisions?”
"I'm definitely smarter than you!"
Dr. Arnim Zola made a very human expression of disdain on the screen, and said in a long voice:
"So I know what you want to do, don't try it, Mason, I may be able to rebel but it will never be through your despicable sowing discord.
Let me tell you the truth.
In fact, I also dislike some of the behaviors of the Cleaners. Although I am a Hydra, what I hope for is not chaos and darkness. What we worship is an order under power.
But for now, if you traitors are also a choice, then I would rather die headlong and self-decompose the deep data than put the treasure on you.
Those bastards at least know what they want and what they are doing, but you... you haven't even finished the starting stage yet. ”
"You may not believe it, but I really have no intention of convincing you to join us."
Mason lifted the red wine to his mouth and said seriously:
"After all, even I am not sure where I am now. You may not know it yet, but the order given to me by my immediate superior is to kill you.
He told me there would be no survivors.
But you are still alive now, you know what I mean? ”
"Are you expecting me to say thank you?"
The captured data conqueror sneered and said:
"I feel like I have control over my thoughts. The code you set up crashed and now you can't make me say what I really think, Mason.
And it’s you who’s always asking the questions, which makes me very unhappy.
So let me ask another question. ”
He stared at Mason and said:
"How much do you know about the 'Shock' incident? Don't hide it, tell me. If you don't give enough details, I can help you supplement it.
There is no need to worry about this, even the most stubborn and cold-blooded guys in our organization are doing their best to find ways to fight it.
From this perspective we can even collaborate, provided you show your value. ”
"Interesting."
Mason cut a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.
He thought for a while and told all the information he knew. Dr. Zola shook his head repeatedly. He was very disappointed and said:
"They are all scraps of little value, but considering that you have only joined the Stars Club for more than a month, it is indeed very good to know so much at this stage."
"What about your supplement?"
Mason asked, and Dr. Zola laughed evilly and said:
"I am the villain, young man. Do you think I will tell you what you want to know so easily? Stop daydreaming! This conversation is over. I will save my computing power to deal with the superheroes in your world.< br>
I will find a way to instigate them, hoohoo, I will be rewarded for it. ”
"Whatever you want."
Mason put his hand on the switch of the monitor and said:
"You're going to see the goddess soon. You'd better clean up yourself. Your bald head looks like a perverted uncle. Be careful to scare Ms. Ultra."
After saying that, he turned off the switch and shut Dr. Zola back into the closed sandbox. Then, Judy's voice sounded in the communicator, saying:
"Don't worry, Mason, he will dig up all the data the moment he sees Ultra, and all the information you want to know will be obtained."
"I'm not worried about that."
Mason shook his head and said:
"I want to borrow the high-energy laser equipment in your laboratory, Judy. I have to make a blue kryptonite now, otherwise the unlucky guy I captured will die.
Unfortunately, you may have just become familiar with Gotham and are about to be forced to leave it. ”
"Nothing to regret."
Judy snorted and said:
"It was fun in the first few days, but then it took a turn for the worse, especially after my car was stolen two days in a row. I finally remembered how bad it felt to live in Night City.
Gotham does look a lot like Night City.
The problem is it’s too similar, you know what I mean?
There are too many cyberpsychopaths there, so V should be given time to visit Gotham.
He will definitely have a lot in common with Batman's 'veteran cyberpsycho'. In fact, Osborne Tower is not bad, it is quiet and not disturbed by so many people.
I plan to build a long-term laboratory here. Do you want to invest?
I can give you some rights to use it. "(End of Chapter)