Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 571 Miniature Abyss
[Signal fluctuations belonging to Ogden Christopher were observed]

A soft female voice sounded, and the friendly tone made it less abrupt.

The silver-haired man paused.

He looked to be in his fifties, but he didn't look old at all. His slightly lifted black suit instead made him look more majestic.

"Lord of the Ten Realms", Dwight Brooks.

If "Ogden Christopher" is excluded, he is the strongest Abyss King on Terra.

Too bad Tyra already has Ogden Christopher.

Dwight stood with his hands behind his back, looking ahead.

One point of light after another forms a gorgeous three-dimensional star map, which moves slightly every moment.

Any tiny change was reflected in Dwight's eyes. A huge stream of data was flowing through his brown pupils, giving them a deep look.

Abyss monitoring system, "Mirror World".

[Zero Degree Network] has already had a very high degree of control over the surface network, but the abyss is not among them - even without talking about individuals such as roaming AI and hostile demons, the abyss itself is an entire chaotic system, collapsing, reorganizing and changing all the time.

No force can completely control the abyss, not even the Zero Network and the King of the Abyss.

However, it is still possible to ensure a certain degree of control over the abyss, and this is also necessary. One of the solutions adopted by [Zero Degree Network] is the abyss monitoring system "Mirror World". Every month, the engineering department will dump a large number of floating monitoring units into the abyss at different depths. This is a stupid way to win by accumulating quantity, but it is useful enough.

Some of the floating monitoring units are directly managed by Dwight Brooks.

[In-depth analysis. Between depth 3 and depth 4]

The auxiliary AI that I personally deployed gave a detailed report.

[Ogden Christopher hid well and failed to obtain more information]

Dwight nodded.

His thumb and index finger rubbed together, and there was the unique sound of metal touching each other.

No, to be more precise, a prosthesis is a body that has been digitized.

This body integrates the highest technological crystallization of the giant enterprise [Zero Degree Network] and is composed of countless top-level and even conceptual equipment. Dwight can reconstruct it with just a thought, and is no longer restricted by the shackles of material, loss, etc.

As the King of the Abyss, he has backed up more than fifteen sets of body data on the cloud server, each of which focuses on a specific area. Whenever necessary, he can download, replace, and reorganize them in an instant.

In fact, because they have been "digitized", he can give and exert these bodies strength beyond theoretical design - the psychic power of the fifth ring and the attainments of the King of the Abyss, this is his power.

In addition to the main body, the source of the title of "Lord of the Ten Domains", the ten Abyssal Domains owned by Dwight can also provide a steady stream of computing power, derivatives and other resources. Once combined with the singularity technology [Base Reality Overwrite], even in reality, the opponent will face a mountain of derivatives.

There was no doubt that he was stronger than Ogden Christopher.

But let’s just talk about the King of the Abyss.

Dwight had to admit that the other party was the well-deserved number one.

——And now, why has this "King of Wizards" shown up again?

The last time we detected the other party's signal fluctuations was three years ago. To be honest, nothing happened afterwards.

But thinking of the other person's character
It didn't take Dwight long to make his decision.

"Notify all departments to increase the work intensity by two levels, focus on firewalls and confidentiality issues, and strengthen network monitoring. The duration is tentatively set at three months." After thinking for a second, De Walter disappeared on the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already in a clean room.

The white is so pure that it makes people panic. The floor, walls and ceiling are all white. If you don’t have a good sense of space, you will fall into a bad situation within a few minutes if you walk in here.

The very center of the clean room has a color that doesn't match the surroundings.

It was a brown handloom.

In the most primitive model, the transmission belt drags the round wheel to rotate, and the tension rod pushes and pulls rhythmically back and forth. Amid the creaking sound, the wooden roller spits out coarse sand and pushes in a small piece of material, which is spun into fine yarn in an orderly manner.

Every step was extremely standard. The only problem was that this hand-loom, which theoretically required external force to drive it, was running spontaneously.

"This place is over 170 kilometers above the ground. Even with a gravity stabilization system, there are still slight differences in gravity compared to being on the actual ground. Your simulation was accurate, but the operation of the textile machine when it completely simulated the ground environment seems unreal here. You should have considered this."

Dwight spoke calmly.

[I thought you would ask me why I dressed up as a weaving machine.]

The loom showed no sign of stopping and continued to spin yarn. The only difference was that a line of light curtain appeared above it.

"I remember you gave the answer to this question four hundred and seventy-three days, twenty-one minutes and fifty seconds ago."

[“Since you all call me ‘Spinning Machine’, what else can I dress up as if not a spinning machine?” Is that what you mean, father?]

Dwight was noncommittal.

“This is for your protection.”

[Protect? This is a very positive word. Should I be very grateful to you? Ah, when will you give me a brother or sister? ]

"I have no less hope than you do in this matter."

Dwight shook his head slightly.

The "Mini Abyss" project that [Zero Degree Network] had spent a lot of effort on failed. No matter how they were intercepted, picked, or cut, the abyss fragments taken from the [Abyss] would quickly lose stability and collapse.

The only gain was an "embryo" born from the remnants of the destroyed abyss.

Afterwards, the scientific research department repeated the experiment countless times, but was unable to reproduce it. This "embryo" was originally just a stream of data with intelligent characteristics. With the continuous feeding of the Zero Degree Network, it quickly iterated and updated itself. After swallowing a huge amount of information, it grew into the current proposed super artificial intelligence.

——“Textile machine”.

[“Hope”, a beautiful word, but where is my hope? Well, being imprisoned here day after day, serving as a tool for you to calculate tasks, this is not a beautiful thing. ]

"Countless eyes are staring at you. As long as you show your face, they will devour you until nothing is left."

Dwight said calmly, "Kid, Zero Degree Network is your best destination. A tool for calculating tasks? Think about it, you get a lot of things from here that others dare not imagine."

The handloom fell silent, and the only sound in the clean room was the monotonous rustling sound of spinning.

It seemed the same as before, a tiny, powerless resistance.

Another bad breakup.

(End of this chapter)