Therefore, the privately recruited corporate police force and patrol mecha brigade began to cooperate with the cyber red guests of the shrine to arrest people everywhere.

And most people are immersed in the auctions of the world network, blindly not knowing that as long as they raise their cards to bid, they will become the target of arrest.

Even if you're the National Police Agency, or the armed forces of the lower worlds.

As long as the Sanda Group is not afraid, it will be correct.

It seems to be a mess, but in fact, it also represents the high level of the shrine and the oligarchic corporations, whose strength and status are much larger than those of the National Police Agency and the lower armed forces.

Not to mention the ordinary low-class rat people.

"Hehe, I'll see how many you can catch."

Yota smiled slightly, and he touched his wrist.

The virtual light screen reappeared, and he opened the toolbox in the interface and found an icon for the 'Eraser Command' inside.

After clicking on it, his brain began to calculate rapidly.

An imperceptible black colloidal fluid flashes and disappears in the pupils.

His eyes snapped into the nearest advertising tower.

In such a high-tech futuristic world, steel buildings can be seen everywhere, but some of the old towers are still wooden structures, full of ancient Japanese style.

This contradiction between ancient and modern pairings amplifies the taste of cyberpunk even more.

He took a fancy to the advertising tower that rose to the sky, a kilometer high, all-wooden mortise and tenon structure, and his eyes swept away.

I saw that the advertisement was playing: "A pound of flesh and blood replaces a gram of jade bionic material, and your internal organs are clothed in a scientific and technological holy garment." ”

The people of this world have transformed the human body in the name of "putting on the holy clothes of science and technology." ”

But in Yota's view, human beings are controlled by high technology.

Human beings have been so degraded by high technology that they have lost confidence in their flesh and blood, and have given up their dignity as human beings, eager to transform their own flesh and put on the so-called sacred clothes of science and technology.

Oh, plastic, steel, biomimetic, jade, spiritual, disgusting, ugly..."

He hated it.

He wanted to shred that sentence.

As soon as the eyes moved, the advertising video seemed to have been erased off, and the data light stream fluttered like flying chalk ash.

Suddenly, several rows and columns of white marks appeared on the big screen of the advertisement.

Above the white mark, a line of crooked text appeared.

How ugly and ugly it is.

I can vaguely see that it is written: "Hehe, I see how many you can catch." ”

Because the advertising information was forcibly deleted by the invaded data, there was a beeping alarm at the top of the advertising tower, and then a scorching bright light flashed again.

In an instant, the advertising information on the billboards, advertising screens, and advertising trees in all areas covered by this advertising tower was replaced with this line of words.

This is a chain reaction caused by data bounce, and it can be regarded as a big slap in the face to the world.

He understands that perhaps others will think that he is declaring war on the world.

As a hacker, a black and white walker, it is difficult to define his actions in black and white, so why bother to explain what he has done.

Yota's eyes were deep, and the only reason he did it was revenge.

Only by letting the upper echelons know that the initiator is still standing in the shadows and laughing at themselves, they will be unhappy, and they will naturally be very happy.

Sure enough, when this advertisement popped up, the noisy street suddenly fell silent.

Yota's move instantly pushed himself to the opposite side of the upper world.

also lifted himself to the cusp.

But so what, from the moment his and his sister's home was bombed to dust, he wanted to drag the world above the clouds to the ground.

Let those high-minded, self-righteous guys understand that ants can bite people.

He turned and closed the window, and the cold, damp outside air stopped burrowing into the small room.

By the way, he pulled up the stained curtains, not wanting to look at the outside world again.

He walked over to the bed and looked at Saori, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, his gaze gentle enough to pinch out the water.

Suddenly, he muttered coldly.

"I've been using the Copy Sprite and Eraser commands in a row, and normally my brain power has consumed at least 5000J of energy, so it's strange why I don't feel a little tired."

"Could it be that I was too full for that meal just now."

Yang Tai was puzzled and simply stopped thinking about it.

"It's better to escape from reality, fall into the virtual, and roam for fun."

He leaned against the edge of the bed, his right hand resting on Saori's little hand, and his left hand pressed the chip on the back of his head.

He muttered to himself, "I'll roam online for a while and take a look at that sandbox game house." ”

He has an interest in the unknown in sandbox playhouses.

His eyelids closed slightly, and his brain was pounded with a strong feeling of vertigo.

He would never see his body glow with a transparent light, and this light was transmitted to Saori's body through his right hand on Saori's little hand.

"Humans are parts, cyber is the superego."

"Yota, Level 1 Rover, welcome to the cyber world."

After a burst of brainwashing, Yota finally reappeared in Solo Town.

He turned his head and saw that there were finally a few wanderers in the town of Solo.

"Finally I'm not alone anymore."

But on second thought, if there were other roamers, sooner or later someone would find out about that time loophole.

One pass ten, ten pass hundred, I believe it will be corrected soon.

"Forget it, I've already eaten my first bite of meat anyway, how can I be insatiable, haha."

What to do next, of course, is the sandbox playhouse.

He touched his wrist and opened the roaming interface.

His gaze immediately focused on the background photo of the interface.

"Hello, sister."

"Hello, Yota." A slight soft whisper sounded in the bottom of Yota's heart.

Yang Tai was stunned suddenly, he looked left and right, where was there any sound.

I guess it's my own auditory hallucinations.

His gaze returned to the roaming interface, concentrating once more on a box icon marked the key's slot in the center.

The key to the sandbox playhouse.

With a trembling right hand, he clicked on the icon.

The icon suddenly swished in the wind, and then twisted and changed in front of Yota at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing larger and larger, and finally taking over the entire roaming interface.

It's a huge window that resembles both a pupil and a keyhole.

It stared at Yota faintly, sending out a faint light that scanned him from head to toe.

A line of small words popped up in the window: "Source power level is one star, you can enter the first floor of the game house, do you want to enter?" ”

A cold sweat appeared on Yota's forehead.

It's dangerous.

Everything is a predestined coincidence.

If you don't have the source power in your body, won't you even have the qualifications to enter?

As for how to distinguish the level of this source force, he still hasn't figured it out, but he is not in a hurry about this.

With a slight hesitation, he replied, "Enter." ”