In the end, Simona didn't give him a knife.

She slowly walked past Li Xingyuan's side and walked to the gardener's side.

"I said he could be trusted." Simona gestured to her own eyes, and then pointed to the gardener's eyes: "I see people very accurately." ”

“…… I'm sorry. The gardener said, "I just think it's better to be careful." ”

Li Xingyuan snorted, almost understanding what Simona and the gardener meant.

"Is this a test?"

The gray crow has always had a good reputation in the industry, otherwise Li Xingyuan would not have asked them for the law-breaking black knife and the anti-monk sniper rifle at that time-Li Xingyuan suddenly thought that all his equipment was left in Mount Meru, and he was faintly a little painful--the gray crow did not have a reputation for guarding and stealing, otherwise he would not have received the security tasks of those dignitaries.

The gardener's real intention should be to see if Li Xingyuan will go on this mission, if Li Xingyuan agrees to steal the NFT artwork from the owner's brain to sell for money, then he will be regarded as a complicit of data thieves, or or, unbelievably unstable, and be expelled from here - or worse.

"Yes." The gardener nodded, "But we do want you to get into her electronic brain, not as a virus, but as a firewall, and when it happens, we can give you a quarter of the commission for this mission." ”

Li Xingyuan was not angry at all at the gardener's test, which was already the most accustomed test for cyber mercenaries, he raised his head, looked at the other party, and asked calmly, "How much?" ”

"Two hundred and fifty thousand credits."

The gardener said.

"Plus the grey crow owes you a favor."

A favor of the gray crow can be worthless, or it can be very valuable.

Li Xingyuan didn't think too much about it, so he nodded.

"I'm going to do this next."

"Good." The gardener is also a cheerful person: "Bailing, prepare to connect him and Simona." ”

"Okay."

The technician who had been working beside the owner of the place in the uniform of the gray crow raised his head and handed out a cable to Li Xingyuan and Simona.

"Any socket on your body."

Simona sat cross-legged on the floor, then took the cable, brushed her red hair, and thrust it into her neck.

Li Xingyuan also sat down cross-legged, and he inserted the cable into the nerve noose of his Optimus Hand, so that even if the gray crow hid the virus in the cable and wanted to be unfavorable to him, he would have time to react.

It's just that the moment Li Xingyuan inserted the cable, he saw countless pop-up windows lit up on his retina, although this is not the first time for Li Xingyuan, but this time through the bridging of artificial meridians, his connection to the network is extremely smooth, and there is no pain and dizziness caused by the slightest compression of the original nerves, he is now integrated into the torrent of data, becoming a part of countless binary codes, this feeling is extremely mysterious.

"Please set the login ID for this login."

A box appeared before his eyes.

Li Xingyuan smacked his lips, and then stretched out his hand—only after he stretched out his hand, he realized that those things were only in his nerves, and his hand couldn't touch them at all—so he quickly put them down—and then responded with his mind.

"ID name: Random, do you want to confirm it?"

Li Xingyuan confirmed.

Then, the world rushed towards him.

As long as he thinks, his mind can fly without boundaries on the Internet, he is no longer an individual in the body of a mortal, but has become a ghost in the network, all the data pass through the ghost of his mind, and then run into the distance, the huge amount of data that the world is no longer creating all the time, are shared with him, from his golden eyes, countless words and pictures are actively flowing, and then into the depths of his thinking.

Li Xingyuan breathed softly, and the aura around him surged towards him, this was Li Xingyuan's first serious meditation.

Xi Mengna looked at Li Xingyuan and suddenly laughed.

"For the first time?"

"Yes." Li Xingyuan spoke, feeling that countless people were speaking at the same time as him, his eyes swept over the members of the surrounding gray crows, and some traces of them on the Internet appeared in front of him one by one, but they all had a lock on their files, and the lock flowed with 0 and 1 codes, shrouding their specific information, hazy, and unclear.

However, he could clearly see the envy in their eyes.

"You'll get used to it later." Simona said casually: "You can insert a wireless network card into your body, so that you can use your artificial meridians to access the Internet anytime and anywhere, but this thing consumes data, and sometimes you will inadvertently find that you spend a few T of traffic." ”

It's a feeling that only monks can enjoy, like a world that only exists in the eyes of monks, and it's no wonder that monks tend to be chatty and have strange tempers - when you spend five minutes looking at all the information that the Internet produces in a second, you can also be driven crazy.

Then, Li Xingyuan saw a pop-up window light up from the many interactive pages and appeared in front of him.

"Monk Simona in the same LAN asked to add you as a friend, did she agree?"

Li Xingyuan smacked his lips, and then stretched out his hand - after he stretched out his hand, he realized that those things were only in his nerves, and his hand couldn't touch it at all, so he quickly put it down - and then clicked OK.

"Good." Simona stopped talking, her thoughts rushed in the sea of electrical signals, silently transmitted to Li Xingyuan's mind.

"Now, get ready to plug in her electronic brain under my guidance."

"Your friend Simona invited you to the interactive interface: Anasta Museum, do you agree?"

"Agreed."

Li Xingyuan entered the network in this way for the first time, and he was as immature as a child who didn't know anything.

His eyes darkened, and he could feel his mind passing through a narrow cable to a person's brain—a strange feeling—a point of light slowly lit up in the darkness, and a progress bar appeared in the very center of his vision, slowly loading.

This feeling is both familiar and unfamiliar, and the reason why it feels strange is because it is the first time for Li Xingyuan to interact with other people's brains in this way, and as for feeling familiar, it is because this process has indeed given Li Xingyuan a sense of déjà vu.

It was as if he was trying to enter the world of his own mind full of low-poly models.