"I mean, mage friend, your reflexes don't match the speed at which you just flipped through the book......" Porcupine reminded. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Donner asked expressionlessly, "What are you going to do?" He vaguely guessed that the current situation was caused by the other party.

The porcupine didn't speak, but just started to move, and a dark air mass spat out of its grinning mouth and flew straight towards Donner.

Donner dodged and glared at the porcupine. He didn't have any magic to work with, he didn't have a weapon at hand, and he could feel that the air mass that the guy was spitting out was supposed to be some kind of data stream with malicious code attached to it, not a real physical attack.

"Yo...... Isn't that bad......" The porcupine pounced on Donner, who didn't want to entangle with it and wanted to exit the library, but found that the interface was blocked by something, so he had to wander around with the other party, trying to dodge.

The speed of the porcupine is very fast, and Donner is faster than him, although the access bandwidth is much narrower than that of the other party, but the body he is lying in the Emerald Lower City, after all, has the blessing of the blue fighting spirit, even on the network platform, the reaction speed is faster than the other party, I don't know how many times.

The porcupine chased after it for a while, suddenly stopped, and said with a smile: "Okay, you have passed the test! On behalf of the 'Throat Cutter' organization, I officially extend an invitation to you......

"Throat cutter?" Donner looked at the other with some inexplicable wonder.

The porcupine showed a hint of humiliation, and said in a deep voice: "You are also connected with random number encryption, and the raw data has jumped to several platforms, isn't it just to prevent people from discovering that you landed from there? Although the technology is a little rudimentary, but you are also a stalker, you don't know the 'throat cutter'? What are you kidding!"

Donner vaguely understood what the other party meant, and it seemed that the dwarf who helped him connect to the network was a "hacker" who was not very clever in his means, and the other party happened to invite him to join a hacker group that was probably a little famous for this reason.

"Why are you looking for me?" asked Donner, still cautiously.

"Your raw computing skills are high, and I've never seen anyone read so much content so quickly, even though your stealth skills are outrageously poor...... Don't worry, the system at the Caios Public Library is designed to be perfunctory, and I have a hundred ways to disconnect their surveillance network. "The porcupine looked confident.

"What's in it for me to join you?" Downer asked, "for example, can you put me in touch with a few people......

"No, no, no, you're mistaken," the porcupine shook his head, "I'm not offering you a service, but inviting you to join the gang, and as for what you can do, it's up to you." ”

Donner sat down on the bench, put aside the book he was reading, and crossed his legs comfortably, "It has to be a little good, otherwise why would I join you?"

"Isn't it a quick thing to be trick-or-treating in the online world and spend a little money?" Porcupine raised his eyebrows and said: "No matter how bad it is, you can also expand your bandwidth, jump out of the intercontinental network, and go to the Femont public network, where the scenery is much better than here......"

"Do you have a way to widen my bandwidth?" said Donner.

"How do you think the name 'Throat Cutter' came from?" said the porcupine disdainfully, "go around behind those Internet novices, cut their data connections, take them for your own use, collect the throats, and let the system not know where you are breathing, without knowing it...... That's the smartest of stalkers, isn't it?"

Donner roughly understood. Cutting off unsuspecting network users, kicking them off the net, and then collecting and occupying each other's ports to expand bandwidth is pretty much what it means.

In fact, Downer went to the intercontinental network just to look at some information, and bandwidth didn't mean much to him. But what the porcupine said about jumping out of the intercontinental network and going to the Feimon public network meant another possibility for him - maybe he could leave some clues for Lucia and the others through hacking technology.

"I'm convinced by you!" he stood up, "Say! What should I do?"

"Follow me!" The porcupine shook the spikes from his body, stretched out his ridiculously short forelimbs, and made a circle in the air, which instantly grew larger and larger enough to fit a person. The porcupine jumped in at once.

Donner hesitated slightly, feeling that he didn't seem to have anything to bother with the other party, and stepped through the rippling circle of light.

It was dark, and when it lit up again, Donner found himself in a dimly lit tavern.

The head was black, and the walls around it hung with the skulls of all kinds of beasts, and a strange wall clock, and the stained wooden bar, rough and greasy, as if made of the cheapest wood, and deliberately made so dirty.

The porcupine sat beside him, surrounded by several disgusting creatures, one of whom appeared to be a wounded, half-dead birdman (with a pair of wings, really).

Across the bar was a shirtless stout man, his bare skin tattooed with strange patterns and words, and even then, he was the only normal person in the place - except for Donner.

"Butcher, serve our magician friend a glass of ale, the kind ......I usually drink," said the porcupine unceremoniously.

"Magician friend...... I'll bet you, just give me a few minutes and I'll figure out your data link and find out where you came from. The bartender, known as the butcher, glanced at Donner, then slammed two huge glasses on the bar with a clatter.

"Don't do it!" "Porcupine took the glass (with his forelimbs) and said disdainfully, "You can try my friend's skills, I can bet you a hundred grams of bandwidth, and you can make sure you can't even stick to the corners of his clothes." ”

"Bet!" the butcher roared, and a grunt slipped out of the bar and pounced on Donner.

Donner thought to himself that these guys were the most childish lunatic, but his body instinctively retreated. The butcher saw that he didn't catch it, yelled and kicked his chair away, and chased Donner all over the room.

Donner realized that the porcupine's movements were much faster than the butcher was now. He didn't have to work hard at all to get this big guy around.

In the bar, there were excited whistles and the loud sound of tables and chairs being smashed, and it didn't take long for the butcher to stop, shake his head, and say, "Where did you get this guy! I've never seen such a fast guy in this segment!"

"It's like you've seen it on another network!" "Porcupine stretched out his hand and said, "What about your bets?"