Chapter 9: The Warlock

On the evening of May 16, near ten nautical miles north of Iceland - other book lovers were reading: e^ look

A hundred meters below the surface of the sea lies a dome-shaped undersea factory. Inside the Dome, an unfinished submarine is parked in the center of the factory, this ship is ten meters high, eight meters wide, and about 90 meters long. Many toy dwarfs dressed in green, wearing green hats, and pointed cloth shoes on their feet, about 1.2 meters tall, are busy working inside and outside the submarine with brisk steps. If these dwarfs weren't making weapons, but toys, they might well be suspected of being Santa's nest.

In a computer room above the factory, there is a young man in his early twenties, about the same age as the consultant, who is lying on a huge sofa with complex cào panels and keyboards on the armrests on both sides of the sofa, and in front of him is a 120-degree arc-shaped surround display, on which there are more than a dozen small split screens, some of which are filled with puzzling data, some of which show structural drawings of a certain part of the submarine, and some of which are feedback and instruction requirements of toy dwarfs.

This man with an extreme hand speed like a seizure, but still able to unmistakably cào the computer's every move, is known as a warlock - other book friends are watching:.

Almost every genius is capable of doing something amazing in his childhood, and warlocks are no exception.

When he was in the third grade of elementary school, Huā completed his first more formal and complex application in a week, "Noisy Guest", also known as "knoock".

This thing is very simple to use, first of all, to mobile phones, laptops, portable smart players, and even SP (electronic pens with functions such as recording, writing, scanning, mobile hard disks, etc.) to install "noisy guests". Then, no matter what kind of electronic device you're putting the program on, when you walk in front of an electronic mén, you just press a button and wait for a few seconds to a minute, and the mén will turn on......

Warlocks designed this program to deal with the problem of being always late for school. But later, several senior classmates who bullied him at school discovered the warlock's little secret, and under the threat of force, downloaded the troublemaker.

By the end of the semester, the entire family of the classmates had been arrested, and the Warlock had never heard from any of them since, except that it had been related to the theft of several banks in the city. ~~

Eventually, the police found the warlock and sent a police officer to talk to him, confiscating his program and ordering him not to write anything like that in the future. In the aftermath of this incident, the name Philip Nord (the Warlock's real name) was added to HL's list of special people to keep an eye on.

Two years later, the fifth-grader stumbled upon an old movie called Terminator 2, and then he went to a rental shop for old movies to complete the entire series, and he was amazed at why an idea that had been thought of in the twentieth century had not been realized so far.

So, when he was in the second year of middle school, after several years of hard work and hard work, he finally completed a thing called "Skynet". To celebrate this small success, the warlock in a good mood hacked a news website in Tiandu, scribbling a line of words on the boring pages of those boring reports that sang the praises of virtue: justforfun, xd.

Due to the sharpness of his methods, the relevant department could not find his whereabouts through technical means in a short period of time, and later he could only track down the warlock through various hardware restrictions, elimination methods, and traditional criminal investigation methods.

After being arrested, the Warlock was sent to the HL headquarters in Tiandu.

In charge of the interrogation is a major level HL agent, named Kou Linzai, his position is not high, but his status is not low, in terms of aristocratic status, he is already a viscount, and he also married a royal family as a wife. Unfortunately, his wife died young, making her a widower. As a nobleman who has obtained the status of the royal family, he is only twenty-five years old, and he is awakened by his own handsomeness every day, it stands to reason that a man with this condition should at least have a dozen young and beautiful NVs rushing to give him a hug after his wife dies. But Kou Linzai really doesn't seem to be ready to continue the strings, since his wife died, he has been carrying a wine gourd around his waist all day long, just take a few sips when he has nothing to do, and he looks drunk everywhere he goes, regardless of whether it is work or rest time, he looks like this, in the eyes of outsiders, he is already a guy who has no yào to save. But the identity of the person is there, as long as he still insists on coming to HL to work, you will not be able to fire him, and over time, people will give him a nickname, Drunken Jue.

On this day, Lord Drunken Jue held the warlock's file under his armpit, took a crab step and a zombie step, shook into the interrogation room, pulled out a chair, sat down like a fall, cocked Erlang tuǐ, opened the file folder, turned a few pages, and said something in his mouth: "Hmm...... Form 2 ...... Skynet ...... ......He suddenly closed the file and slapped the table, glared at the warlock, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and said with a long breath: "Say! What is the purpose of your coming to Earth?!"

This was the general situation when the Warlock was formally arrested for the first time, and the only time in his life.

The upper echelons of Tiandu mean that the first way to deal with this young man is to find a political commissar to give him a few years of big lessons to brainwash him and serve the empire in the future; The warlock's choice was to pretend to agree to the first option. After leaving Tiandu, he ran away on the way to the place of house arrest.

Later, it was rumored that the drunken lord was greedy and negligent, which caused him to escape, and even said that Kou Linzai deliberately let people go - good-looking:. Of course, there is no definite evidence for these words, and if you want to convict a viscount, you must either find a backstage with a higher status than him to secretly help, or you must come up with ironclad evidence, otherwise it is all nonsense. Those who had no evidence of Luàn's words were later approached one by one by this guy with a gourd, and spat on their faces, and by the way, they also greeted their ancestors for eighteen generations, and only after a period of drunken madness in their house did they leave.

In short, from that year on, the warlock, who was not yet fourteen years old, began his journey into exile. Fortunately, he knows how to illegally withdraw money from ATMs with something other than chainsaws, and he is also aware of the importance of hiding his whereabouts and his own dangerous situation.

The binary world is the second plane in which he lives, so he uses a new name on the internet - Warlock.

It was a mysterious wizard in the DND, who was a loner, loved freedom, and never followed the rules. Without relying on spellbooks and without a mentor, he was born with the ability to cast spells and create magic based on intuition rather than logic. Talent is outstanding, and strength can be achieved without hard training, so it is difficult to share knowledge with others, and is thus regarded as an outlier by those who are mediocre.

Philip Nord is a warlock who brings binary magic to the realm of a grandmaster.

After ten years, the warlock's prowess in computers has been revered as a myth by hackers, and his name is seen as a kind of benchmark, and the closer one gets to him, the closer he gets to the throne of the hacker god.

And the "Skynet" written by the warlock back then, in his opinion today, can only be regarded as a very immature work, and it is not worthy of the name of "Skynet" at all, if he can really make the same Skynet system as in the movie, I am afraid that humans at this time have been at war with robots for several years.

However, the matter is not over, in fact, ten years ago, the empire continued the project after getting the "Skynet" program written by the warlock, and that system was transformed into a new industry at the end of the 21st century, fully supporting the fully virtual online game of brain-controlled games.

The amazing light brain in those online games is part of the Warlock's "Skynet", which the Empire promoted as an entertainment project to the civilian market to observe and test the future development prospects of such systems in military, space exploration, and even artificial intelligence.

Almost a year after the launch of these games, traditional video games and PC online games were quickly replaced, and fully virtual online games became one of the mainstream pastimes for young people today, thanks to the technical foundation laid by Warlock at the age of fourteen.

After talking about the past, back to the present, while the warlock was lying there busy, Mén in the computer room was pushed away.

Walking in was a young boy who looked to be about ten years old, and he didn't knock on the mén not because he didn't have a tutor, but because he was the owner of this "toy fortress" - the toy marshal.

In fact, the actual age of the marshal may have been over fifty years old, and he would be what he is today, thanks to an experiment at the beginning. In the reverse cross, of course, except for idiots...... I'm sorry, but no one really treats him like a child except the gunsmith.

"What about the boy?" said the marshal.

"Looks like something is on the fourth engine. The warlock replied, "I'll call a nearby dwarven worker and see if I can talk to him." He made a few quick clicks, and before long, there was another split screen on the big screen, and the video signal on the screen was transmitted through the eyes of the toy dwarf.

The toy dwarf's head turned a few dozen degrees before he saw the gunsmith, and then the camera froze and the dwarf walked over.

The gunsmith was working in a robot with big feet more than two meters tall, and the cockpit of that model was open. The gunsmith sits in it and pulls various cào longitudinal rods, with goggles on his face, his face covered in oil, and his hair unkempt, which is almost the standard mad scientist look.

"Gunsmith, the boss just called. The voice of the marshal rang out from the toy dwarf's sounder.

The gunsmith stopped what he was doing, turned his head, and replied, "What are you doing? ”

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