The long-lost dream city, the long-lost splendor, the long-lost building palace.

Standing on the streets of this majestic city, the magician Daniel couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion as he looked at the magnificent buildings that spread out in front of him and the pedestrians who came and went on the streets.

He was back in this place - after a series of trials and "legacy", he was finally recognized by the terrible extraterritorial wanderer, and was given permission to reconnect to the psychic network and operate in the City of Dreams.

But he knew that he was not free—and that he would not be free in his mental network every day from now on.

The Wanderer has left his spiritual imprint in his mind, and it is in the deepest depths, he can never get rid of this imprint, and from now on, he must act as a servant of the Wanderer, he cannot tell the secrets of his master, he cannot do what his master forbids, he cannot try to escape from his master's control, and he cannot ask for help in any form in the psychic network, and warn other Eternal Sleepers in any form.

He doesn't have to think about what to bypass the rules through covert actions and autosuggestion, because he knows that no matter how secretive he is, he can't escape the monitoring of the extraterritorial wanderer, which is located in the depths of the subconscious, and it is impossible for people to deceive their subconscious - whether it is in this mental network or in the outside real world, as long as he subconsciously triggers the "keyword" left by the extraterritorial wanderer, then the terrible punishment will definitely come.

But Daniel doesn't care anymore.

He had witnessed the power of the Wanderers and had received incredible inheritances of knowledge, and now he was more of a servant of the Wanderers than a cultist of the Sleepers, much less a wizard of Typhon.

The old mage reshaped himself into what he used to do in his psychic network: an elegant middle-aged magician, who then walked to the city's low- and middle-level cultists.

He watched the Eternal Sleepers come and go on the streets of the city, and watched those who knew nothing of the power of the Wanderers of the Territory continue their mediocre lives, and a strange sense of pride suddenly appeared in his heart:

I am the one who serves the unspeakable great, and I am one of the first messengers of my master to reshape this world! When the new era comes, I will take my place at the top of the order - what will this seemingly prosperous but illusory dream city be worth?

The old mage felt strange about the sudden appearance of this feeling, but in the end, he chose to enjoy it.

A large building with a tall spire and pale gold façade appeared in front of it, it was a meeting place, its doorway lined with two rows of giant sculptures playing horns, many worshippers in fine clothes came and went in and out of the ornate gate, Daniel straightened his clothes, and calmly and firmly followed the crowd towards the gate.

It was the place where the middle and lower levels of the cultists met and exchanged knowledge and information, and it was also the first step for him to carry out the will of his master.

The words of the master's confession before going offline echoed in Daniel's heart:

You're already a mature sleeper, it's time to learn to stand out on your own, surprise the crowd, and get to the top of your life.

Daniel entered the assembly hall, the first floor of the hall is wide and bright, many long tables with food and wine are distributed around the hall, the inner level of the hall is a round table and semi-open cubicles for visitors to sit at will, discuss, rest, and in the center, you can see the crystal pillars: that is the access to the advanced network, upload, publish, read the information port.

Ignoring the food and wine around him, as well as the two female Immortals with delicate faces and bewitching bodies walking towards him, Daniel walked straight to the crystal pillar, put his hand on it, and posted a message of the highest authority he could post at his level:

"Important knowledge sharing - personal big findings - wants to get attention.

"I think the psychic network we use actually has a serious security flaw, and it is extremely difficult to detect unauthorized visitors once they are connected to the network, and we can't be sure of the true state of every visitor in the network......

"I have a plan to build network security specifications, and I also have some ideas to improve the efficiency of node management......

"In addition, our database management was unorganized, chaotic, and the information could feel cumbersome and confusing...... As the network continues to grow, more and more information will be preserved, and the confusion of the database will inevitably increase......

"I hope to get the attention of the higher-level nodes."

……

Daniel sent out the messages that had been brewing and editing for a long time, and then left the place directly.

He didn't worry about his information drowning in the vast data of the psychic network, because he knew that the upper echelons of the Order of the Sleepers - the nightmare bishops, the archbishops, were always watching the network, and even the Pope himself was connected to the network around the clock, and those powerful Sleepers had the strength to match their status, they would not let go of any information flowing on the network, and they could instantly pay attention to those things that deserved attention.

Even if the other party only glanced at it, he believed that the issues he pointed out could attract great attention from the top of the Order.

Although his master had told him to first attract the attention of the Eternal Sleepers of the same class or a little higher, and then gradually find a way to get the attention of the top of the Order, he knew that there was a better way to get himself into the eyes of the Order's upper echelons as soon as possible—and this action had been approved by his master.

Daniel used to have infinite awe and admiration for those bishops, and he admired the great strength of those bishops, but after seeing the knowledge imparted by the masters, knowing what is called database architecture, directory indexing, and calling rules, his reverence for those bishops has disappeared - using powerful brain power and magic to control the entire network, his behavior is really not much different from that of a beast fighting with force.

As Daniel had expected, it didn't take long for the messages he had sent out to get the attention of the Bishopric of the Sleepers.

In the splendid palace in the heart of the City of Dreams, a rotunda suddenly turns on, and the surface of the huge round table in the center of the hall is filled with mystical patterns (in fact, it is just light and shadow effects), and figures appear out of thin air around the round table.

These are the Sleeper bishops scattered throughout the continent.

A bishop wearing a golden crown spoke: "Important information has appeared on the Internet. ”

Someone next to him responded: "We're already watching." ”

"The Nightmare Mentor named Daniel has discovered a major security vulnerability in the Internet, and his ideas are in the blind spot of our thinking......"

"It's been tentatively determined that those vulnerabilities are real – but no one has noticed, let alone proposed a solution."

"We should be glad that a talented compatriot caught the problem before it turned into a major crisis......"

"The Pope has ordered us to confirm all the vulnerabilities as soon as possible, and hurry up to contact the Nightmare Mentor who discovered the vulnerabilities, since he is so keen to spot the flaws in the psychic network, then he must have a unique talent in this area."

……

Cecil collared, Gawain woke up from a state of "meditation".

He silently glanced at the amber in front of him: "Do you have to pestle your face so close every time?" ”

"I just want to see when I can scare you!" Miss Half-Elf smiled, "As a result, you guys are so calm every time." Tell me the truth, is it true that you haven't completely fallen asleep every time? You're just pretending you're asleep and teasing me! ”

"How can I be as boring as you?" Gawain casually pulled the amber aside and stood up in a good mood and moved his shoulder joint, "Nothing happened during the time I 'meditated', right?" ”

"It's okay, just Hammer came once, handed over the steel production increase plan, and I'll put it on your desk," Amber said as she looked at Gawain's expression curiously, "Anyway, you seem to be in a good mood, what's going on?" ”

Gawain touched his face a little strangely: "Is it obvious? ”

Amber hugged her arm and analyzed, "Anyway, I can see that when the corner of your left mouth is higher than the corner of your right mouth, you are usually in a good mood, and most of them are calculating that others have succeeded......"

“…… You can't focus on something useful when you're idle," Gao Wen glanced at the guy, then nodded and admitted, "I'm really in a good mood." ”

Miss Half-Elf suddenly showed a rather interested look: "Why why?" Have you dreamed about something again? ”

Gawain didn't answer this guy directly, but suddenly came up with a seemingly irrelevant question: "You say, how can you hide in a large organization with a complex internal structure and never be discovered by this organization's screening mechanism?" ”

Amber was stunned for a moment, not understanding how the question came about, but still tried to answer, "Disguise? Constantly shifting? Preparing multiple fake identities? ”

Gawain smiled and shook his head, but didn't answer the other party, because he still didn't plan to let people know about the fact that he had infiltrated the Eternal Sleeper's psychic network for the time being.

Actually, the answer to the question is very simple:

There is always the possibility of being debunked in disguise, and the constant transfer will also be discovered by alert monitors, no matter how many fake identities there are, they are all fake identities, and there is actually only one best way...... That is to be the developer of the screening mechanism.

Gawain was extremely happy, and the corners of his mouth rose wildly: as long as he became the person in charge of verifying his identity, then all the fake identities would be real.

And when Daniel completes those tasks, Gawain can even use the real-name authentication and address binding functions to cut down those cultists along the wifi......

Amber watched Gawain's expression change, and suddenly couldn't help but rub the goosebumps on his arm: "...... Inexplicably, old zongzi, you are out of control again. ”

For the first time, Gawain didn't care about Amber's broken mouth, but smiled and waved his hand: "Okay, I'll explain it to you in the future, you ...... first"

Before he could finish speaking, the voice of the little maid Betty suddenly came from outside the door: "Master! Mr. Sölderlin is back! ”

Gao Wen was stunned and hurriedly responded: "Let him come in!" ”

A moment later, Gawain met Mr. Ranger, who was quite embarrassed.

He looked at this powerful friend in astonishment, and immediately noticed the blood stains on the other party's chest: "What are you doing?!" ”

Thorderling pulled the corners of his mouth a little embarrassed: "I was cut down by the cultists......"