Cyber ​​Ghost Record

Chapter 20: Three Clues

Suger had been trying to deduce the origin of his abilities through the chip's detection results, and now that he had the answer, he was shocked and plunged into an even deeper fog of mystery.

Yang Guan asked, "Do you remember? The night you woke up, we had just encountered the Divine Sparrow Festival."

Suger nodded absentmindedly. Of course he remembered the "Great God Fang Xiang" he had seen on the hovercar when the general took him out of the sanatorium that day.

Yang Guan continued, "Actually, the date of the sacrifice wasn't originally due, but because Yama Luoja left the dark web during that time, the sacrifice was brought forward. Originally, no one knew what it wanted to do after leaving the dark web, but a clue was found in this case."

"Can you catch it using this clue?" Sog asked tentatively.

"Me? Catch it?"

"what happened?"

"This is really something we can't afford to mess with." Yang Guan smiled wryly. "But you're really lucky. Even a veteran from the Security Bureau would be finished off by a monster of this level. You actually survived."

Su Ge felt that if he continued talking, Yang Guan might become suspicious of him, so he asked first, "Why did it let me go?"

“I don’t think he let you off the hook.” Yang Guan shook his head. “Your stomach ruptured back then, and maybe in his eyes you were already dead. To be honest, if I had arrived twenty minutes later, you would most likely be…”

Yang Guan didn't seem to suspect anything, but Su Ge felt a sense of crisis.

Why is my ability related to Yama Rakshasa?

If this ability was granted to him by the organization, does it mean that after the organization failed, he has been stigmatized in this era and become a cyber ghost floating on the dark web?
He thought he had to guard against demons and monsters, but he found that even he himself was not clean.

He recalled the words of the "Buddha" earlier. If his abilities were discovered, would it mean that he would be defined by this era as the embodiment of evil?

The situation is more serious; his abilities are more dangerous than imagined.

But this information also gave him a new direction in his search for the organization—perhaps Yama Rakshasa is related to the organization.

He pretended to be scared and clenched his fist.

"Do you think it would come looking for me again if it knew I wasn't dead?"

“That’s what I’m worried about.” Yang Guan frowned. “If the mastermind behind the murder of the hibernators is Yama Luoja, then your situation is very dangerous, extremely dangerous.”

"Then what should we do?" Su Ge stood up. "What about that vision? The vision I brought to the Six Desire Realms, can we find anything through it?"

Yang Guan said, "We have found out a little bit about this. The identity of the ghost that bewitched you is currently unknown, but we have found the place where it last escaped to."

Socrates asked, "Where?"

Yang Guan said, "Telling you won't help. That's the dark web, full of polluted data. Even gods and Buddhas wouldn't easily get involved. For now, we can only monitor the channels it has used. If it reappears next time, we can track it down."

"Does that mean we just wait for a rabbit to run into a tree stump?" Su Ge was a little disappointed.

"It's good enough if we can just wait and see!" Yang Guan patted Su Ge on the shoulder. "Don't worry too much. Compared to before, at least we have a clue now. And I just got some good news."

"what?"

"According to the divination of Ksitigarbha, the whereabouts of that hibernator have been found."

Suger was stunned for a moment, his heart racing.

Compared to the Yama Rakshasa shrouded in mist and the surveillance channels waiting to ambush him, this was the clue he could pursue.

"He's still alive?"

"Ah."

Yang Guan chuckled.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I'll find him soon. I'll let you know as soon as I do, and maybe you two can even get together."

Sug was afraid of hearing something like "unsurprisingly," so he quickly said, "I can help you find it."

Half a month later, the man who spoke those words again was no longer the weak hibernator who had just awakened. His body had grown stronger day by day, the Gu Diao had enabled him to fight the modified humans head-on, and more importantly, he had begun to figure out how to use telekinesis.

Yang Guan hesitated for a moment, then patted Su Ge on the shoulder. "I understand how you feel. However, although I'm investigating this case in my personal capacity, I've also used the authority of an investigator, which is against regulations. If I reveal more case information to you, I might lose my job as an investigator before the case is even finished. Oh, right..." He suddenly remembered that he had given Su Ge a glimmer of hope.

"How's your anchoring practice going?"

Although he asked the question, Yang Guan already knew the answer.

Even modern people rarely develop a mental anchor, and for investigators already employed by the Security Bureau, even with a full set of equipment and mental training methods, it takes an average of sixty memory cycles to solidify a mental anchor.

“Actually, I feel like I don’t need a consciousness anchor.” Soger didn’t answer directly. “Isn’t the main function of a consciousness anchor to cut off the brain-computer interface when it’s hacked? But I don’t have a brain-computer interface at all. I just need to wear this so I don’t have to worry about not being able to distinguish between the real and virtual worlds.”

He took out his monocular vision device and showed it to Yang Guan.

Yang Guan was taken aback, took the monocular vision device, looked at it from different angles, and chuckled.

"You're quite resourceful, but the uses of mind anchors go beyond just that."

As he spoke, he pulled out a pistol from his waist.

"What is this?" Su Ge asked in surprise as he took the pistol Yang Guan handed him.

"Give it a try," Yang Guan said with a smile. "Come on, give me a shot."

Suger hesitated for a moment, then raised his gun and aimed it at the lotus pond beside him.

He pulled the trigger, but the gun didn't fire.

He put down his gun, examined it, and asked thoughtfully, "Was this activated by a consciousness anchor?"

“Yes, so no one but me can use it.” Yang Guan put away the pistol. “Not only guns, but all equipment issued by the Security Bureau can only be bound to the registered person’s consciousness anchor, so this thing is also called a mind lock or a heart lock, because the key is here.”

He pointed to his temple.

"However, you shouldn't just see it as a trigger switch. If you can develop a consciousness anchor, it also means that your consciousness control ability has reached the standard."

"The ability to regulate consciousness?" Soger thought for a moment. "Is it used to regulate psychology?"

Yang Guan nodded.

"There is indeed such a factor. After seeing too many demons and monsters, it is easy to lose sight of the real from the fake. Many people in the bureau have developed psychic vision disorder. Even if the brain-computer interface is disconnected, they will still see hallucinations in the real world."

"Moreover, the sheer volume of pollution data exposes us to a high probability of personality and cognitive problems. Modern weapons are incredibly destructive, and it would be terrifying if dangerous individuals were to acquire them. Two years ago, an investigator's personality was compromised, and although it was discovered in time, the accident still resulted in the deaths of over two thousand people."

Only then did Suger realize that being a security bureau investigator was such a dangerous profession.

He asked, "So, the anchor of consciousness isn't the key point; the ability to regulate consciousness is the main criterion for selecting investigators?"

"That's true, but not entirely accurate."

Yang Guan pondered for a moment.

"No one trains their awareness to become an investigator. Complete coordination of awareness is not the standard for selecting investigators, but the standard for ascension."

Sog heard "ascension" once again.

Along with this, the words "the other shore" and "Nirvana" echoed in my ears.
A gentle breeze blew from the lotus pond outside the railing, and images of the hysterical gray-haired man, the nun who called herself "Buddha," and Yang Guan, whose expression was now filled with longing, surfaced in his mind.

This is a new level of life that everyone in this era is pursuing.

Even Suge felt a longing in his heart, his thoughts drifting to the heavens with the chanting of Buddhist hymns carried on the gentle breeze.

He took a deep breath, clearing his mind of these fleeting thoughts, and saw that the time displayed on his screen was three in the afternoon.

For conscious anchors, the gray area has special training methods.

Shen Ke arranged to meet at 8 PM, which is five hours away.

(End of this chapter)