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As long as you don't get caught by the user, you'll be fine!ten, hundred, thousand......

Donner didn't count anymore, he just went back to the void again and again, made sure there were no new links in the night sky - that is, no port to the outside world - and crashed headlong into another scene to continue the assassination.

The bandwidth of the plunder is getting bigger and bigger, and the line of sight is getting clearer and clearer, almost any complex scene, as soon as he enters, he can see everything in an instant, which brings a more convenient environment for his actions.

2,000 ...... Three thousand......

Suddenly, there was a moment when it seemed to change from quantitative to qualitative. Donner found that he didn't need to be linked to that platform anymore, and he could see the scenes from the void like a marquee.

The intercontinental network, or the entire simulated reality network of the Rand, is written in countless codes, and the underlying modules that make up this network are so intricate that even those involved in the design have difficulty figuring out the clues.

More than 300 years ago, the entire Rand Star network system was upgraded to process and simulate human senses with electrical signals, and since then, almost every node, every computing center, every jump between zero and one, open and closed on this system has been designed to "simulate" the human brain in a compatible way.

Therefore, when Donner controlled nearly two-thousandths of the ports of the entire Kaios intercontinental network, his demon duke's physical shell had lost its meaning, as if it had become a data cloud covering the sky over the Kaios continent.

From that moment on, he began to "slaughter" piece by piece.

He is located in the body of the Emerald Lower City, and is only connected to an outdated simulator, but the intercontinental network communicates by superimposing a series of longitudinal waves on top of various homogeneous magical radiations, and the load of processing signals is not on the simulators of the user interface, but on the countless hive base stations located in hyperspace, orthogonal to the magical radiation.

Today, thousands of base stations are simulating sensory signals for a set of input sources with the highest priority. The system has noticed the existence of "it" and followed its footsteps, closing the ports that he usurped one by one, but because of the necessary protocols to confirm, redundant residual data to deal with, and thousands of user complaints, the system gradually realized that it could no longer keep up with the "throat cutter".

In the nearly 300 years since the establishment of the intercontinental network, this has never happened, because the designers did not consider that someone would be able to generate an analog signal that exceeds the load of the system per unit of time.

Among the hundreds of millions of responses, the system did not find a corresponding plan, so it began to simulate new solutions according to the rights given to it at the beginning of the design, which slowed down its response even more.

At the same time, the Donner has taken up eleven percent of the bandwidth of the intercontinental network, almost replacing the system as the supreme god on the intercontinental network.

The entire continent of Kaios seems to have become a shell of Donner, and if he wants, he can see the scene being seen in any place from the hundreds of millions of camera units scattered throughout the continent, and he can also use any holographic projection device to project the imaginary image.

Located in Pompeii, the white astronomical station-like intercontinental network management center has been in chaos, accompanied by the sound of sirens, exclamation marks and white noise snowflakes dancing everywhere.

"Quick! Cut him off!"

"I can't find his landing location! No! The whole continent is his landing place!"

"Oh my God, could it be a cyber attack from the Internet?"

"Impossible! The physical port of the external network has been shut down!"

"Cut off the physical connection of the whole network!" before he completely replaces the system!"

"No! Aviation systems, power systems, hospitals, power stations, and automated machinery are all on the network, and disconnecting the network is tantamount to suicide!"

"How is that possible!How can there be such a thing!Are you sure it's really a person, not a program?!"

"People! The intercontinental network has a program loop limit! It can only be people!"

"Oh my God! He's in the National Defense Skynet Command Center! Wait! He's gone again......

"The Federal Press Center is under his control! What the hell is he going to do!"

"Look! Someone is talking! You guys tune in to the seventh holographic channel! No! don't tune in! Every channel is encroached upon!"

......

Intercontinental network, in a virtual tavern, a porcupine is huddled in the corner of the bar and shivering.

"Stupid pig, who the hell have you provoked......" the butcher said distractedly, staring at the row of fluorescent lights on the bar's porch.

This row of fluorescent lamps is an indicator of the data throughput of the whole network, which is used by the Throatcutters organization to detect the activity of the intercontinental network, a total of 21 lamps, usually only six or seven at most, and now they are all on for several minutes in a row - this means that the entire intercontinental network has reached the brink of collapse!

"I ...... You won't believe it...... My bandwidth ...... My bandwidth ...... "The porcupine feels like he's sitting on a lone canoe in the middle of an ocean, the former being the bandwidth he can use now, and the latter being the part he can control.

"Look, what's that?" the birdman in the corner suddenly stood up, pointing to the old-fashioned analog TV hanging from the ceiling in front of the bar.

......

Sky City looks like a circle from the ground of Rand, which often leads people to mistake it for a sphere.

This is not the case. Located at an altitude of more than 70,000 kilometers, this school city is a huge disk that is constantly spinning. Of course, because the diameter of the ring of the school city is nearly 100 kilometers, it only needs a small speed to maintain a gravity environment close to the standard of Middle-earth on the outer wall of the ring.

Somewhere in the school city, in the Skynet monitoring center rented by Fei Mengjun from the Academy of Sciences, the inspector Kramer, who was listless just now, was suddenly attracted by a strange disturbance in the huge three-dimensional oscilloscope, and sat up straight from an indecent posture similar to paralyzing.

"Major Montel, look at Caeus's intercontinental network! something seems to be wrong!" he shouted, turning his head.

The middle-aged man, known as Major Montel, was dressed in a Fermont standard military uniform, and his brow was always slightly furrowed, as if he had something on his mind.

"What happened?" Montel said in a deep voice.

"I don't know...... It looks like it's a mess, as if the entire intercontinental network is paralyzed!" Kramer magnified the three-dimensional waveform with great interest, representing that the signal segment of the Caeus intercontinental network resembled a heterogeneous protrusion.

Montel turned his chair and yelled at a young man in an open mock hood, "Take the signal from the Caios press center!"

This roar startled almost all the more than 20 people in the monitoring station.

Kramo grimaced with a crunched neck, thinking to himself that it must be the Supreme Council's recent series of budget cuts that had annoyed Montel, a military family-born obsessed with heavy artillery on large ships. He blamed himself for talking a little, Caios's intercontinental network was not in his area of responsibility at all, and since the automatic monitoring alarm was not sounding, he should have turned a blind eye.

"What the hell is this!?" Major Montel was visibly angry, "I asked you to pick up the Kaios press center! What did you bring me in!?"

The young man in the open mock hood closed his eyes with a sad face, and Kramo felt some sympathy for the guy, especially since the matter was self-inflicted.

"Yes...... It's their press center......" The young man opened his eyes again, apparently confirmed in the analogue network, "Major...... Not only their press center, but also the Caios intercontinental network has been flooded by this signal. ”