Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 342 Dark Web
"What's in these windows?"

"Virtual space."

Yangzi's lips moved, and the sound composed of data echoed in the chaotic void.

"This place looks different from the spiritual realm."

"Of course, the dark web is a series of independent virtual 'spaces', while the spiritual world is a complete 'world' that is connected together."

Considering that Qin Huai was a newbie in the dark web, Yangzi continued, "The operation of the spiritual realm conforms to the basic laws of the universe. You can enter various divine realms, Mount Xumi and the four continents of the Thousand-leaf Great Lotus World, the Thirty-six Cave Heavens, the Seventy-two Blessed Lands, or Takamagahara, the divine realm Asgard on the World Tree, but in essence, they are the same world. There, the gods are close to the Creator and possess unimaginable power."

"So what do we do next? Register a few bearer accounts?"

Qin Huai stretched out his hand to touch the window, but found that the scene so close to him was so far away that he could not touch it at all.

"The rules of the virtual space in the dark web are very chaotic and much more dangerous than the spiritual world. However, there is no need for anonymous accounts because the dark web only leaves browsing traces and no identity information remains."

Yoko shook her head and pulled out a page of virtual space from somewhere. The window showed an advanced laboratory with a constant color temperature and cold white tones. The optical computer splitter in the center of the room was making a low buzzing sound.

"I just did a quick check and found that the [Jingbo] was not leaked from a legitimate channel, so the [Jingge] company's built-in firewall [Xingqiong] was not activated. We only need to crack the pirated patch that was later installed in the brain-computer, and we can find the memory backup and link address stored in it."

Qin Huai looked at the glass cover of the optical computer disassembly machine. Inside was the [Jingbo] brain-computer that had been cut into eight pieces by the high-precision robotic arm.

"It will take about ten minutes to crack it. Since we have nothing to do during this time, how about I take you two to have a look around? After all, it looks like this is your first time on the dark web."

Yoko's voice suddenly became a little frivolous, and her figure became blurred for a moment.

"what?"

"Movies, novels, games. You can enter their virtual spaces and become the protagonist. In other words, you can also create and materialize any fantasy you have. And anything is possible~"

As she said this, her body brushed past a window. Qin Huai could see clearly what was in the window. It was none other than the lava volcano and the devil from hell that was famous for bewitching people.

Qin Huai inexplicably felt some desires emerging in his consciousness, but in an instant they were torn to pieces and eaten by Tian Wu and the Kaiming Beast.

"Now is not the time to have fun."

Chu Qing spoke in a muffled voice and silently raised his palm. His soul was powerful and more sensitive than Qin Huai. Almost at the moment when Yang Zi's tone changed, he sensed the external impact of sexual desire, appetite, and the idea of ​​killing and self-destruction.

Snapped!
A slap on the head hit Yoko, shattering all the chaotic thoughts around the three people.

"Ah, it's contaminated data, sorry."

After coming to her senses, Yoko became expressionless, as if she had deleted her emotions through technical means.

"This is the shallow end of the dark web, there isn't a lot of contaminated data here, and the firewall can filter out most of it. But there are always some that slip through the net, thank you for that just now."

Yoko looked at the two people who seemed to be completely unaffected by the contaminated data, and her surprise and fear grew even more.

"Oh? There's also the Deep Web? What's going on there?"

Qin Huai did not miss any useful information and asked questions like a curious baby who had just entered society.

"The deep layers of the dark web are mostly filled with polluted data and aggressive wild AI. Data turbulence flows in an unformed virtual space. Even they would not go there."

Large amounts of information and data in front of Yoko disappeared, and her expression returned to normal.

"Wild AI? What is that?"

"this one"

Yangzi glanced at Chu Qing who looked calm and composed, and said slowly: "It all started forty years ago."

"After the blackout forty years ago, the upper class's attempt to rebuild the network failed. Countless wild AIs that lost control began to threaten the safety of the spiritual realm, so companies, religions, banks and governments decided to stop the loss in time. They dispatched hundreds of [Huangliang Immortal Lord] and [Shifang Futu] who had reached the fourth level to gather and pack the broken and turbulent old network, cut it out of the spiritual realm, and transformed it into a prison for contaminated data and wild AI.

That was the predecessor of the dark web.

In addition to countless wild AIs wandering in the ruins of cyberspace, the dark web at that time also had many cyber hackers searching for treasure in the old network. They were abandoned by the upper class and had no way to safely disconnect and return to reality, so they could only upload their consciousness forcibly to fight for the illusory probability of ascension.

Over the past few decades, the fighting in the depths of the dark web has never stopped, and no one knows how many dangerous and terrifying demons and monsters have been born there."

"So the dark web is actually connected to the spiritual realm?"

Qin Huai thought that this might be something he could use to write an article.

"That's true, but no one can cross the [Abyss] between the two, not even the five-level [Three Pure Ones] and [Buddha]. "

Yoko shrugged and gave an ambiguous answer.

“Will we go deep into the dark web this time?”

"Probably not. Although we are doing the work of a water ghost this time, it is not that dangerous if we are only tracking down a [Whale Wave]."

"Water ghost?"

Qin Huai heard some familiar terms and asked, "Is it some kind of demon or monster?"

"No, most of the water ghosts are humans, people at the bottom of society who rely on their own brain machines and crude hacking skills. Their thought data has been polluted, and they are not qualified to enter the spiritual realm. They can only salvage valuable data from the depths of the dark web. Then, they sink deeper and deeper, falling into the abyss and unable to extricate themselves."

The more Qin Huai listened, the more his brows furrowed.

This society is a little too hopeless. Not only do the lower-class people have no choice about their bodies, they also suffer serious mental harm.

"The source code has been unpacked. The coordinates point to here."

Yoko grabbed a constantly changing electronic key from the laboratory window, her eyes lit up slightly, and a kaleidoscope of tiny mirrors appeared out of thin air in front of the three people.

Her five fingers slid across the spherical kaleidoscope, and the world rotated, the light and shadow changed, the scenery flowed, and each prism mirror showed a different dark web space.

"The coordinates are in the middle layer between the shallow and deep layers of the dark web. There is a high probability of running into polluted data, and there is also the possibility of encountering evil spirits, so you two must remember the consciousness anchor code I shared with you before. As long as you don't forget it, it will automatically start at the critical moment and pull you back to the real space."

Yoko's voice was a little solemn, and countless pieces of information flashed before his eyes.

"Before diving, if you have any questions, please ask quickly. I need to focus on regulating computing power and cannot be distracted."

"What exactly is contaminated data?" "There are many kinds, such as Trojans, viruses, and saturated network threats. The contaminated data just now is called neural data turbulence. The impact of this kind of contamination is more intuitive and easy to remove. Other contaminated data is even more terrifying and can quietly distort your cognition."

Yangzi briefly introduced the classification of pollution data and pointed to the consciousness anchor code that was turned into a bracelet tied to the wrists of Qin Huai and the other person.

"But generally speaking, the consciousness anchor can help you stabilize your mind and pull yourself out of the quagmire. After all, this kind of pollution only distorts your perception of external things. It is not like those thorny things deeper inside that can pollute your personality, consciousness, and memory, and can break and reshape a person's soul."

"I have no problem for now."

"I do not have either."

Qin Huai and Chu Qing both nodded and confirmed their own conditions with Yangzi.

"Then let's start diving."

The constantly changing electronic key in Yoko's hand suddenly turned into a palm leaf scripture with incense, flowers and candles painted on it.

Countless broken worlds passed by her, and a window quickly grew larger, swallowing the three of them.
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The sky and the earth were covered in white, and heavy snow fell like goose feathers.

Yangzi held a silver pipe in her hand and stepped on her gilded high heels, landing with Qin Huai. When the high heels touched the ground, they turned into a pair of Xie Gong clogs, and the thin layer of snow accumulated on her shoulders turned into a white fox fur coat.

Ahead was the stairs of a snowy peak. Yangzi and Qin Huai looked at each other and started climbing up without any further ado.

At the top of the peak is a magnificent temple built against the mountain, with a dome-shaped tower, a majestic Buddhist hall, gold and white colors, and a warm fountain for the holy elephants to bathe.

Qin Huai and the other two entered here. Looking around, they saw statues of gods and Buddhas everywhere, with ancient shapes, long faces, big ears, and slender arms, which were very different from humans.

There were no monks chanting in the temple, nor any sound of bells or cymbals. The three of them walked into the main hall before they heard the intermittent sounds of wooden fish.

An article "Yang Bing Fu" was engraved on the beams on both sides of the door. A monk was kneeling on the bluestone Sumeru throne in the center of the room. He had a broad and long face, square ears, kind eyes, and his reddish-brown monk's skirt was folded like a fire lotus.

His fingers, covered with frostbite scars, were silently turning a string of small-leaf red sandalwood, while his other hand was using a slender wooden mallet to scratch word by word across a palm-leaf scripture painted with incense, flowers and candles.

The furnishings in the hall are in good order. There is only a statue of Maudgalyayana enshrined on the lotus pedestal. On the walls are "The Unborn Regret" and "The Subjugation of Demons". The demon king Marun is wearing armor and drawing his sword, glaring at the Buddha.

There are several rows of desks under the wall, and the "Ullambana Sutra", "Madhyama Āgama Sutra" and "Chuan Xi Lu" fill the small table space.

A black ripple flashed in Qin Huai's eyes, and the information about the old monk in front of him suddenly jumped out.

[Bai Shi Jing]: One of the dark web Lu Qi people, he was once the third-level [Protector of All Living Beings] of Buddhism. In order to ascend to heaven, he voluntarily fell into the sea of ​​suffering in order to cross to the other side.

Note: A Luqi person who circulates in the dark web space, has mastered the technology of ascension but has not yet achieved enlightenment.

"Do you know Pei Zai?"

Pei Zai is the name of the traveler who violently resists debt. When Yoko unpacked the pirated patch, she also got his real name.

"I think I've heard of this name before."

Yangzi lowered her head and stood opposite Bai Shijing. Bai Shijing looked at her, and the wooden fish hammer in his hand trembled slightly.

"I want the backup of his memory stored with you."

"Even if Pei is still a follower of Buddha, I will still help him to be reborn and lead him to the Buddha's kingdom, even if he dies."

Bai Shijing looked at Yangzi, his eyes calm beneath his snow-white brows.

"I'll give you ten thousand."

"Well, I have gone astray, and my computing power is useless."

As Bai Shijing spoke, the furnishings in the hall gradually faded into darkness, with only the painted brackets and green glazed tiles outside still bright.

In addition, you can see that the Bo Xun on the wall blinked, and the three witches around him played the pipa, qin, and blew the melodious xiao.

"I'll add another ten thousand. Computing power is like incense. Incense is useful to them, not to mention you, a [Luqiren] who has not yet ascended to heaven?"

Yangzi put his left hand behind his back and made a gesture to Qin Huai and the other man as if he was ready to snatch the things away.

"This page of the sutra tells me that what Pei saw before his death is more valuable than a little bit of computing power. Dedicated to my Lord."

Bai Shi Jing put down the small-leaf red sandalwood Buddhist beads, waved his hand to erase the coordinates of Yangzi's location, and took the page of the scripture that was delivered to his door.

boom!
The extremely violent fist force shattered the main hall and turned the demon Po Xun into nothingness. Chu Qing blew on the slightly red fist, and clasped Bai Shi Jing's bald head with his big hand, and his voice was so dull that it was chilling.

"Old bald donkey, you dare to play tricks under your grandfather Niu's nose, do you want to die?"

As soon as the words fell, everything shattered. Heavy snow fell from the sky and drifted into the brick and stone ruins. All the fragments of the ground, walls, and glazed tiles disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The white hair between Baishijing's eyebrows, as white as Tula cotton, shone brightly, but was instantly extinguished by an ordinary palm.

The old monk wanted to struggle, but huge figures suddenly appeared behind him.

They sit on white elephants, stand on lotus pedestals, hold swords in their hands, and wear skulls on their wrists. They use almost all the majestic and transcendent images.

But Chu Qing's hand was like the Five Finger Mountain of Tathagata. No matter how bizarre and awe-inspiring these extraordinary images were, they were shattered in an instant.

"If you dare to move again, it won't just be these messy data that will be shattered."

Hearing Chu Qing's naked threat, Bai Shijing didn't dare to struggle anymore, because he could feel that the man in front of him had indeed locked onto his [status].

For digital life, the data shell can be discarded at any time, but the [person] cannot. Because the [person] is their core data and the key to ensure their unique sovereignty.

Bai Shi Jing's plan just now was to abandon this data body and use it to hold Qin Huai and the other two, while [Zi Ge] escaped from the dark web with the page of the scripture, found the backup he had copied before, escaped from the shell, faked his death and came back to life, and made the backup the new subject.

But Chu Qing had been tracking the Earth·Yi Hai Sixty-three Fruit for a long time after all, and he might not have found much useful information, but after being exposed, he had fought many battles with those cyber gods and Buddhas.

Long illness makes a good doctor. How to defeat the enemy with one blow and find the [position] of digital life accurately and quickly is not a difficult task for Chu Qing.

At this time, Chu Qing, who was holding the old monk's head tightly with his big hand and destroying his escape route, grinned:
"Tell me, where is the thing?!"

(End of this chapter)