“Successful match.”

“Equally matched opponents: Mercy Blade – versus – Iron Monkey.”

“start.”

“Iron Monkey!”

Compassion Blade released the hand that was holding the seal:

A long-established hacker – I heard that Iron Horse has a complex heritage and amazing computing power. In addition to the stolen and pirated Buddhist magic, he even practiced ghost magic and even dabbled in witchcraft.

“Why is this guy here too?”

Now, he no longer had the idea of ​​escaping in an emergency – hadn’t he come here to find a qualified opponent to fight with? If this martial arts competition could attract Tie Maliu, there might be some great opportunity hidden in it.

only……

Where is Iron Monkey?

Mercy Knife raised his head:

“above!”

In the empty sky, a city is unfolding: like opening a model cut out of cardboard, skyscrapers, handshake buildings, streets, traffic and pedestrians spread in all directions; in an instant, they cover the entire ceiling.

Before seeing the person, I saw the other party’s attack.

In digital space, the distinction between directions is an illusion. A skilled practitioner like the Compassion Blade has long known how to avoid the disturbance caused by visual signals and use other means of perception.

It was a replica of Kuala Lumpur—or, rather, a collection of all the data overflows in Kuala Lumpur; all of them were captured by Iron Monkey through the public port and thrown towards the Mercy Knife:

“Oh, this is probably the amount that took a whole hour to catch, right?”

In one hour, the volume of data exchanged at the entire Kuala Lumpur public port… For an ordinary hacker, facing it with the information processing capacity is no different from facing a bomb or a falling mountain.

In the thousands of battles that Mercy Blade had fought, this was the first time he had encountered an opponent who had mastered the “moving” technique to such an advanced level.

To reach this level, one must go through the painstaking process of installing a bionic brain, strengthening thought synchronization, and so on; it is not surprising that one even has to give up many physical organs.

Looking at the people walking around in the city with cloudy and empty eyes, Compassionate Blade was thoughtful:

“That’s not all – there are also a lot of viruses and Trojans mixed in with the data.”

Most divers who roam the sea of ​​information understand how power manifests itself in digital space. There are always a few criteria to measure the strength of a hacker:

First, it is computing power.

This is the hacker’s muscle: anyone who decides to walk in digital space will do everything in his power to grab whatever computing power is available.

If we make an analogy with reality… the iron monkey that can pull such a huge amount of data must have been taking steroids until its internal organs failed and its muscles grew deformed.

The city was hanging upside down in the sky, with its edge reaching the limit of vision. Then –

It grew larger in sight: a sign that data was pouring in toward the Mercy Blade.

The first move he made was the most ferocious killing move.

Iron Monkey has used his or her computing power to the limit: collecting and shaping the data floating on the surface of the entire Kuala Lumpur into a blunt instrument like a heavy hammer. However, the blunt instrument hides a vicious mechanism: once the Mercy Knife uses calculations to forcibly resist, the witchcraft virus and witchcraft Trojan horse hidden in the city will take advantage of the situation to invade his defenseless electronic body.

The second is the inheritance of Dharma.

Only a fool would reinvent the wheel.

Before he listened to the Buddha’s virtual teachings in the depths of digital space and attained the status of an Arhat, Compassion Blade was already an outstanding hacker: but to reach the top of the Internet food chain at such an age, one must have opportunity.

It is obvious that Tie Maliu is not a genius with extraordinary intelligence and wisdom who can create supreme supernatural powers from the underlying mechanical codes. No one in New Malaysia has redeemed the lottery ticket for the reincarnation of the spirit child for at least several decades.

Mercy Knife saw many traces of ancient methods in the fallen city:

Among them are the Buddhist “Sumeru Mustard Seeds” (judging from the amount contained in the package, it is even an internal circulation version that has left the temple); it also adds the underground magic popular in Southeast Asia, which is extremely vicious.

When combined together, it is a very powerful method…

for others.

“Little tricks.”

But Mercy Blade laughed and sneered at this.

It’s not that it is not powerful enough – if the computing power is used to the limit, no matter whether it is the latest personal computer on the market or the modified and blessed Buddhist instruments in your own pigeon cage, the only outcome is a crash or even a burnt out.

But all this is just “clumsy effort”: there is no cleverness at all, and no novelty at all.

Third, imagination and creativity.

“This is the most important thing.”

It is said that the Buddhas in the heavens have disappeared into the abyss of the ocean of information, immersed in the blissful experience of eternal nirvana: but before that, how did they compile all kinds of magical powers?

“It must have been a lot of improvisation and ingenuity. Isn’t this monkey afraid of hurting his back by carrying such a heavy object?”

Mercy Knife spread out his hands, then suddenly clasped them together:

“Death.”

Nirvana: Its essence is quiet, free from all forms, so it is called Nirvana.

The electronic body of the Mercy Blade suddenly dissipated, leaving no trace.

At the same time, a figure appeared in the center of the falling city and blended in with the pedestrians: this was also the Mercy Sword, or rather, the path and port he forged.

Since Iron Monkey’s information bomb has locked onto his electronic body…

What if the electronic body is integrated into the bomb?

“What a fool: If you can grab data through the Kuala Lumpur public port, I can certainly pretend to be a public port.”

boom–

The already unstable structure of the information bomb began to explode and collapse inward as the target’s nodes changed.

The city that fell from the sky was folding inwards: a rolling depression appeared at its center. The high-rise buildings were torn into pieces by the turbulent data flow and stirred into the vortex in the center.

call!

The Mercy Blade reappeared on the empty land, looking at the storm created by countless bytes——

After a while, the mountain that the city had turned into had melted into nothingness like sinking quicksand.

“Don’t use weapons that you can’t control properly.”

A respected elder once warned me: “Selling second-hand goods is just like the battle you play every day – if you don’t know the origin of the goods, don’t show them off.”

“what–“

A sharp neigh was heard: the Iron Monkey was hit back and had no strength to resist.

This is one of the reasons why Mercy Blade loves fighting so much – there are countless variables in it, and it is not just the strength of equipment, tools and magical spells that can determine the winner. If we only look at the computing power, Mercy Blade is probably not even half as good as Iron Monkey.

Mercy Blade looked at Iron Monkey’s electronic body falling from the sky and snorted.

“With a rigid mindset…no matter how much code you write, you’re still just a script kiddie.”

This is the incarnation of Iron Monkey in digital space: a metal-cast ape, with even the hairs vividly lifelike; except that the armor and weapons written into it have all been burned to charcoal.

It fell to the ground silently, and opened its hideous lips:

“Spare…spare my life…”

Compassion Blade stepped forward and stepped on the Iron Monkey’s chest, which was shining and sliding like mercury. A golden and red chain made of scriptures sprang out from the soles of his feet, piercing through the Iron Monkey’s scapula and blocking all its movements:

“You are such a slacker. Hey, two choices–“

“I will crush your ‘six senses’, and you will be completely annihilated and lie in the capsule as a vegetable for the rest of your life… or copy a piece of your mind for me, and maybe you can follow me and ascend to heaven, and become a bodhisattva.”

“How do you choose?”

Mercy Blade’s heart was surging with waves: the resistance he had when he first entered the ring had disappeared without a trace –

It’s really a good idea to come to this martial arts competition to find a bride!

Chapter 367: Cyber ​​Age Love Story Part (Part )

The private cave that served as the arena fell into silence again. Iron Monkey and the information bomb fragments that he had moved with the art of transportation all disappeared without a trace – no one knew whether they were ejected from the node or destroyed on the spot.

Mercy Knife grabbed the three souls and seven spirits copied by Iron Monkey, swallowed them all into his mouth, and stored them in his abdominal cavity: just for this trophy containing all kinds of knowledge, it was worth the trip here.

Iron Monkey’s self-awareness needs some time to cool down before it can be read and rewritten, otherwise Mercy Knife would like to take a good look at the tricks of his teleportation technique.

In the vast white cave, the rules are also changing——

“Please take five minutes.”

There are also jumping numbers, counting down to the break time.

“Is there still time to rest after a round of competition? Why don’t you give me a redemption table so I can exchange for some rewards or something…”

He rolled his eyes, feeling speechless about this game-like competition for a bride.

“Okay, okay, let’s look at the culprit who tricked me here. I want to know what this guy has to say.”

Mercy Blade sneered and summoned the Photonic Rider’s personality network, letting it float in the empty space in front of him.

The replica of the great hacker was now undergoing a transformation: those bright red virtual nerve plexuses that were like creeping plants were being transcoded and forged by hidden seals and scriptures, gradually condensing into glittering beads; the raging karmic fire kept swallowing and spitting it out, burning it even brighter.

The fragile and inefficient three souls and seven spirits will eventually be shaped into a posture that is more suitable for survival in the digital space.

A Dharma-guardian Vajra with a binary relic as its core, which retains most of his skills and powers.

“Hey? I’m going?”

Mercy Blade quickly swallowed back the stream of scriptures that had been pouring out of his mouth, which had been intended to compile more functions and modules for the photoelectric rider.

“How come the transformation is so fast? The hellfire I crawled out obviously doesn’t have such strong heat…”

He didn’t expect that not long after, the photoelectric rider was “melted” by the fire of karma, and not even a human form was left.

With a move of the Compassionate Swordsman, the brightest outer flame of the karmic fire unfolded, revealing its background.

According to the original plan, it would take at least seventeen hours and thirty-one minutes for the photoelectric rider’s self-consciousness to completely break away from human cognition and become a Buddha…

But now, he is at the most awkward point: he is no longer a human being, but he has not yet evolved into electronic life.

“What went wrong? Is there something wrong with my karma? Tsk, how is this possible!”

As soon as this thought came to Mercy Blade’s mind, he coldly extinguished it.

Most of the karmic fires circulating in New Malaysia come from the lotus under the seat of Namo Information Entropy Nirvana Buddha. Relying on His infinite computing power to perform centralized calculations, it has extreme intensity and destructive power on the six consciousnesses.

This also makes it only usable as an offensive weapon, not a tool.

But the karmic fire in Compassionate Blade’s hand was refined by himself.

He chose a more original, ancient and authentic way, which can be traced all the way back to the teachings of the Buddha: capturing quantified emotions from the human heart as fuel for the fire of karma.

Several well-known online cinemas and game operators in Singapore and Malaysia have collectors planted by the Compassionate Knife to capture the seven emotions and six desires exuded by users.

Brain hormones are just some adjustable parameters in the digital space. Emotions and desires can easily form controllable psychological mechanisms through the projection of hormones and memory.

The karmic fire that uses this as fuel is relatively gentle and can wash away excess self-will while ensuring the ability to think: it becomes the best foundation for casting the Dharma Protector Vajra.

Unfortunately, although the human soul is delicate, it is also so fragile – I don’t know how many evil spirits were born from rough kneading.

Compassionate Sword is very adept at clearing the six consciousnesses of others through the fire of karma, allowing them to enter a “Zen state” that is suitable for them to become monks.

“Not too early, not too late… As soon as I stepped onto this damn arena, he became like this? There’s no way to ask him.”

Mercy Knife frowned, feeling unhappy. This vague feeling of being tricked and trapped was what annoyed him the most.

His eyeballs bulged out of their sockets, and they stretched out like telescopes, carefully examining the newly born binary relic – Compassionate Knife used the heterodox magic he had picked up from the forum.

Under the reinterpretation of Buddhist teachings, the photoelectric rider has been separated from the human form and can no longer communicate using the usual question-and-answer format.

Mercy Blade wanted to search the photoelectric rider’s soul directly and find an answer from his memory bank.

“Where on earth did you trick me into coming?”

The Compassion Blade didn’t like to use this soul-searching skill. In addition to the inefficiency of the witchcraft driven by the Buddhist computing power, the ugly appearance also made the young man feel a little embarrassed.

This is how the digital space works: the appearance of hackers’ electronic bodies is often just the result of magic powers converted into visual signals.

“It’s not this… It’s not this… Oh, I got it! Hey? How——”

Mercy Blade’s two eyeballs bounced back into their sockets with a “pop” sound, hitting his head.