Chapter Thirty-Six: The God of the Internet?

Fang Bai closed his eyes and concentrated, his spiritual power spread out from his eyebrows, just like his tentacles. Under the radiation of spiritual power, virtual reality fades little by little like an illusion.

Suddenly, Fang Bai grabbed a bit of information in this virtual reality, and a point of light burst out in an instant, it was spiritism.

The spiritism worked instantly, and Fang Bai immediately felt that he was instantly connected to an unknown life.

It should be the god of networking.

It's just that Fang Bai felt that something was wrong. But he didn't know that something was wrong, and he didn't have much experience with the use of spiritism. It's just that I feel that this life is a little fundamentally different from the military people that Fang Bai just communicated.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Bai seemed to have passed through countless digital passages to an ancient castle.

"Fang Bai, how did you get here?"

A man sits on a red wooden table. The man had blond hair, shining as bright as the sun. The porcelain white skin exudes a delicate beauty just like that of a woman. A pair of pale blue eyes, as seductive as the sea.

He quietly held a cup of coffee. said, "How did you get here?" I'm curious. ”

Fang Bai took a few steps to the opposite side of the God of the Internet, pulled out a chair and sat down, and said, "Can't I attack here?" ”

The god of the network smiled and said: "I'm not those elm bumps in the military, only things that are stained with the Internet, there are not many things that can hide from me, I believe that if you can come here, it must not be your network ability, but a kind of ability of yours, a kind of ability that your Dao seed brings to you?" Let me guess, does this ability give you the freedom to move around the network? Not bad, not bad. He picked up the coffee and took a sip, as if he was talking to the other party, and as if he was sighing alone: "I really envy you?" ”

Fang Bai said, "Okay, you've already won." Can you let go of the sunshine? ”

"Why?" Said the god of the network.

Fang Bai was stunned. The cyber god continued: "Why should I let the sun shine? ”

Fang Bai groaned for a moment and said, "Do you have to force the sun to death?" Sunshine is different from you, he doesn't have the support of big forces behind him, if he is exposed, even if he doesn't die, he will be put under house arrest, can't they understand each other if they are hackers? ”

To be honest, although Fang Bai knew that the God of the Internet was from the Immortal Society, Fang Bai had a good feeling about the God of the Network, because everyone was a hacker.

The common occupation brought the two closer together.

With a flick of his fingers, a virtual screen floated in front of the two of them, with icons on it, and each icon was a super light brain operation center. It is painted in red and blue.

Fang Bai could see clearly, the blue one was the sunny side.

It's just that the blue color has become less and less, and several blue icons are turning red little by little.

When the control of all the light brain operation centers in the hands of Sunshine is lost, it is also a doomed result that Sunshine is locked.

The god of the Internet said: "Try to convince me, you can only convince me, I will let the sun go, but let me remind you that your time is running out." ”

Fang Bai racked his brains and said: "Sunshine is a good person with a strong sense of justice, he founded Rainbow, the purpose of Rainbow is to expose all sins to the sun, by the way, do you know that in the previous paragraph of the gravitational high-speed upgrade plan, the evidence of the high-speed railway was exposed?" It was done by the sun, in the previous paragraph, a spaceship of the Ma Transportation Group disappeared during the jump, and the Ma Group tried to hide the truth, and the rainbow was exposed. He has done countless such things, such a person, do you have to drive him to a dead end? ”

The god of the Internet drank coffee and said, "Do you want to have some, although it is not real, but the taste is the same?" ”

Fang Bai was a little angry and said, "Did you listen to me?" ”

The god of the Internet said, "Yes." You said that Sunshine is a good person, and I shouldn't treat him like this, but there are fewer good people in the world? Isn't Summer Solstice a good person? ”

Isn't Summer Solstice a good person? This sentence angered Fang Bai at once, Fang Bai slapped the table and said, "What do you mean?" ”

The god of the Internet smiled faintly: "What do I mean? Don't you know I'm a bad person by now? ”

Fang Bai was furious, knowing that it was impossible to persuade the god of the Internet to let go of the sunshine. But what can he do? He is just a projection of spiritual power here, he has no combat power, even if he takes a step back and says, he has combat power, what if he kills the god of the network, the god of the network here is just a virtual projection. What's the use?

The god of the Internet put down his coffee, leaned forward slightly, and said, "How about I give you an idea?" Kill me, and it's all over. ”

The God of the Internet said very solemnly, the more this was the case, the more Fang Bai felt that the other party was playing tricks on him. He almost gritted his steel teeth, and his eyes glanced at the virtual screen, only to see that it was red, and only the blue was a few dots, and he looked crumbling.

For a moment, Fang Bai had an illusion, the life of the sun was like the sand in his hands, spilling a little bit, he couldn't grasp it at all. Stay.

"No, I've got to figure it out." Fang Bai recalled everything the white-bearded old man had said little by little, and in the snap of his fingers, he recalled everything about spiritism.

"Spiritism is a spell that communicates between souls, but the souls of many higher creatures suppress lower creatures, and two souls of different levels put together, and they don't have to do anything, which is a catastrophe for lower souls. At this point, spiritism is in the protection of the caster's soul, although it is only the soul projection projection, not the soul itself. ”

I don't know why, the passage that the white-bearded old man said came to Fang Bai's mind, and for a while it seemed to be a blessing to his soul, and it seemed to be a sudden opening.

Fang Bai thought of it.

"The soul can also be projected."

"Spiritism is also the communication of the soul."

"Souls can be hurt by each other, how to distinguish between the strength and weakness of the soul, spiritual power is one of the signs of the strength of the soul."

Fang Bai knew that his spiritual power had been several times that of an ordinary person after the cultivation of the past few days.

"The cyber god on the other side is nothing more than a powerful hacker. Just by the collision of souls, he can definitely win against him. ”

Fang Bai's thoughts, if the white-bearded old man knew about it, he would definitely stop Fang Bai, the soul without him was the most important thing for a person, especially for cultivators, if he didn't put his mind to it, he would leave an eternal wound.

Fang Bai paid attention to the following, and he disappeared in an instant. Here again it is.

What appeared here was not Fang Bai's soul projection, but Fang Bai's soul. He said viciously: "Since you want to die so much, I will ask you to die." ”

Fang Bai's spiritual power radiated, and the mysterious castle, the red wooden table, and the chairs and so on all turned into a series of numbers.

These jumping figures were still rapidly dimming under the radiation of Fang Bai's spiritual power, until they couldn't see anything.

In an instant, a black hole turned between Fang Bai and the God of the Net, and this black hole was centered on Fang Bai and the God of the Net, and all tangible and intangible things were distorted into a mass of numbers.

The god of the web has also changed.

I saw that all his blonde hair disappeared and became a bald head, and this bald head was densely packed with countless stitches, and it looked like he had undergone countless surgeries on it.

His pale blue eyes were gone, and there were only two blood holes. The porcelain-white skin also became extremely dull, as if it was dead skin. The original fitting classical costume has also become a hospital gown that I don't know how many times it has been washed.

I saw that the God of the Internet raised his head and looked at Fang Bai with his non-existent eyes, which made Fang Bai's heart chill.

"Something is wrong." Fang Bai thought: "The image of a person's soul is the image he most identifies with himself, even if he is an ugly monster, he generally shows his soul, and he is the most handsome, but how can the god of the Internet be like this, is he also like this in reality?" How can it be? ”

With the technology of this era, even if the reality of the god of the Internet is really so miserable, he would have been cured a long time ago.

Fang Bai only realized at this moment that his speculation about the God of the Internet was extremely wrong.

So what is the god of the Internet a human being? Is it a ghost? Or something else?