The hacker was in a coma for another 15 minutes this time.

When he woke up, he saw the undressed chicken man standing next to him. The weak chicken man was still wearing a white mask, and said solemnly: "The operation was successful. You have become a boy again."

"Don't be funny, how many times do you want to play with the same stalk! No matter how you touch it... Fuck, it really does!"

The hacker searched the crotch.

The hacker obtained the item: [Served as a carrot for supper].

The hacker threw angrily at the weak chicken man.

The throw was a big success, and the weak chicken man fell into a coma.

To solve the weak chicken man, the hacker did not rest, but immediately re-informatized.

The pure white girl stood beside him, looking at him with a smile on her face.

"Thank you, is this the outside world?"

"Yes, without further ado, the existence that besieged you is likely to come here immediately. We need to build a firewall, and the more the better."

"That one…"

"I will build a data analysis framework, and trouble you to deal with the malicious access that may occur next. It is enough to block all malicious access."

"But... I don't know how to code?"

The hacker was stunned.

After editing a code casually, he pointed to the code and asked: "This, isn't it?"

"will not."

"Then how do you manipulate information?"

"Just do it whatever you want."

"Understood, your manipulation of information is an instinct, but you haven't learned the content of the system. Okay, watching from the sidelines, we have a tough battle next."

"Ok."

The black code fell from the sky, trying to find the coordinates of the hacker's current location and take the girl back again.

Faced with this war, an excited smile appeared on the hacker's face.

Come on, it'!

See if you broke me up first, or if I find your true position first.

An invisible war began.

According to the hacker's speculation, the other party has been here for fifteen years, and can and control a large number of ghost TVs as their "broiler", and the amount of information they can manipulate is astonishing.

The result of the crazy amount of information is that every few minutes, the hacker will go into a coma, get up immediately after a few minutes of sleep, and then go into battle again.

He could feel that his firewall was constantly being torn apart, all kinds of information poured in frantically, trying to completely destroy his brain.

Once it fails, then all their information will appear in the opponent's field of vision undefended, and there is no possibility of regaining it.

At that time, the ghost system will fail, and even the blasting program has to be activated to terminate all ghost systems.

While building a firewall frantically, while constantly looking for the other party's true coordinates, the intensity of this action even far exceeded the intensity of the hacker in reality, and he was completely immersed in the experience of heart flow.

Although the frequency of coma is getting higher and higher, the hackers have found that the situation has begun to improve.

The girl began to fight.

After constant observation, the girl has mastered the attack and defense methods of the hacker at a very fast speed, which allows the hacker to give part of the defense to the girl, and she can help with the defense.

The counterattack has officially begun!

After processing a large number of signals, a Trojan horse was sent into the information stream and a coordinate was returned to the hacker.

"Coordinates (2954, 4448)!"

"Roger that!"

The chipmunks on standby quickly gathered the starlight, tens of thousands of stars condensed into giant eyes in the sky, and released a devastating white light toward the target point.

Under the bombardment of white light, the ground of the ninth **** was penetrated, and a large number of modified ghost TVs were directly vaporized.

Losing this node immediately reduced the pressure on the hacker's side, giving him more energy to attack.

"Coordinates (1111, 2223)!"

"Roger that!"

One node after another was destroyed, the battlefield situation began to tilt extremely quickly, and hackers became more and more comfortable.

After the last coordinate node was destroyed, the hacker let out a long sigh, and then received another message: "It's a good hit."

The hacker glanced at the information, and began to trace the source of the other party's signal while asking, "Who are you? "

"Royal family, number 5, you can understand it as one of the oldest royal families."

"Is it okay to expose your identity so directly?"

"This is the respect you should have for your opponent, a powerful slime. I admire your abilities, enter my body, and you will have greater performance in my body. Your current thinking limits your abilities. , You should have a broader prospect."

"I reject."

"Unfortunately. My invitation is valid for a long time. When you change your mind, you can come to the eighth **** to find me. This time I failed in the confrontation, but I am still looking forward to the next confrontation."

Subsequently, this signal was completely interrupted, and even its source disappeared.

After a bite, the hacker withdrew from the state of [informatization].

Throwing a thumbs up at the next to take off his clothes, he said triumphantly: "We won."

"Awesome."

"I will sleep for a while, and report some things after I wake up."

"OK, good night."

When the hacker fell asleep, a royal family in the eighth **** also recovered from the ocean of information.

She walked out of the cocoon-like petri dish, and the dark green nutrient solution dropped from her body, mixed with the dead flesh that fell from her body, and fell on the ground.

Accompanied by the patter of falling to the ground, most of her body turned into gray dead flesh, and the rest quickly gathered and turned into the shape of an eight-year-old girl.

The servant waiting at the side immediately stepped forward and wiped off the nutrient solution on her body with a clean and comfortable bath towel, tied the hair longer than her body, and then twisted it into her favorite hairstyle.

These servants moved extremely fast, and in just a few short breaths, she put on a fitted black dress, white bloomers, and small black leather shoes.

She knocked her leather shoes on the ground. She looked back at the dead flesh behind her, and said regretfully: "Unfortunately, so many cells have died."

Picking up the teddy bear the maid had prepared for her, she walked through the long corridor towards the meeting room.

Through the windows of the corridor, you can see that the outside world is made up of suspended panels. Each suspended panel is an independent unit that is responsible for food, factories, and battles.

These units are all the royal family's legacy from slimes.

From the ruins of the Demon King City, from the Sin City, from the Dark Hell, from the Blood Hell...

In the fifteen years since the slime and the demon king disappeared, they collected almost everything left by the slime and Lu Fan, and used part of the structure later to form their own technology.

After that, they further monopolized these technologies, thus forming an absolute technical barrier, allowing the royal family's technical strength to stay on top for a long time.

Magic technology is the primary productive force.

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Some royal families resisted these ideas, believing them to be heretics of great rebellion.

Everyone is equal, discrimination, and exploitation are eliminated... These ideas are a challenge to the royal family.

But there are also some royal families who have turned to accept these ideas. Most of them are newcomers to the royal family. With the upper-level resources monopolized by the older generation of royal families, these ideas are so novel and easier to accept.

In addition, some people from the human world brought the thoughts of the gods of the fallen.

Although the God of the Fallen did not leave any holy scriptures, they accidentally obtained some torn drafts on the northern ice sheet. These drafts were continuously pieced together to form the only holy of the God of the Fallen. Code.

While reviewing these contents, numbered 5 and moved forward, and finally came to the royal chamber.

Pushing open the heavy door, she walked into it and bowed to the statue inside.

"Great Lord Zelatan, number 5 salutes you."

In front of her, is a entangled statue.

Zelatan angrily inserted his hand into Golding's chest, and the opponent also pierced her back with his hand.

The powers of the two people are influencing each other and bringing about complex results, causing them all to fall into the cracks of time until now.

"You are here, number 5. The last time I saw you was five years ago, what happened to the ninth hell?"

"Very bad."

Number 5 jumped onto the conference chair and took a sip of tea: "It's confirmed, they are back."

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