At 8:30 a.m. San Francisco time, Navalli left the house.

Just a few minutes ago, Navalli found her in the morning when she slipped and fell to the back of her head and hit the floor, and she was put in an ambulance after an emergency call to the hospital.

Before that, because the ingredients in the villa had been emptied, she ordered a large batch of ingredients in her own name and stored them in the refrigerator at home.

Navalli ate only a few, and it was still stuffed to the brim.

All of the above is evidenced by unmistakable covert surveillance, and even if Hoover is reborn, there is no problem.

By the time Navali finally went out, he didn't look like he had changed from his previous self.

A weak body, a tattered face, and a few steps that make you panting.

But no one knows that now, every time he gasps, it is a carefully designed disguise after mastering the frequency; The dark red scars on the face are the result of controlling the capillaries and tiny nerves in the face.

So, he got into the car as if nothing had changed, and closed his eyes in the back seat.

……

The wheels roll forward on the roads of San Francisco.

At the same time, Navalli's consciousness rises and falls in a vast sea of data.

Surveillance cameras at street entrances, naked-eye 3D billboards on the roadside, networked cash registers in supermarkets, and real-time urban monitoring systems for municipal departments......

and the sea of networks that was born in 1969 and has now connected the whole earth, and Navalli feels and aggregates the sea of networks from networked devices all the time.

Explicit signals such as text, images, and sounds are precipitated into deeper 0 or 1 logic codes. In the lowest world, it is dissipated into pure electronic signal pulses.

Navalry's eyelids moved slightly, and the streetlights three streets away suddenly dimmed.

Navalry's knuckles tapped on the seat couch, and five blocks away, a perennial floor in a tech building suddenly lit up.

Navalli gasped, and in a small city hundreds of kilometers from San Francisco, the number of people recorded in the city hall was suddenly added to the city's internal network.

This is a virtual world of great size, integrated and distinct, and from the place where it was born, I am afraid that no one could have imagined that one day someone would be able to access it with the help of the flesh and brain without any equipment, and it seems to have natural control over it.

- This is the power that Navalry's spirit has awakened.

His consciousness swayed through an almost endless sea of data.

As time goes by, so does the scope of control.

From San Francisco, to Los Angeles, and finally to the whole of California, and it's spreading farther afield.

Wherever the fiber goes, that's where the eye can reach.

Even the satellite communication network system, which includes private commercial satellites and public communication satellites, has become part of Navalry's fingers, and although his body inhabits a Citroen sedan traveling at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour, his consciousness shuttles through nodes at unimaginable speed, and everywhere he goes, the secrets and information hidden in it are hidden in front of him.

Including the structure of several giant companies in the United States that have been broken up due to antitrust laws, and secretly put together in unimaginably complex ways......

Including some large families that ordinary people have not heard of, but have relied on hundreds of years of inheritance, through trust funds and multiple holdings to avoid inheritance tax, they have accumulated wealth many times higher than that of the world's richest man......

Whether it is the current president, the former president, and even the former president, the most secretive of the most secret information vault, completely isolated from the outside world through a physical firewall, any one of them can cause a political shock......

In addition, it includes the true identity of the creator of BTC, the violence planned in advance by the CIA and FBI for the next election, the real financial reports of many shady companies, and the covert sexual assault on a small island on the border of the United States......

To this, Navalli just calmly "watched".

As if there were no psychological fluctuations.

It was as if his consciousness had gone beyond the realm of reality and into the symbolic realm of meta-rules constituted by the lowest level of data.

All the information stored through analog or data signals is in it, and everything is dissolved into the most basic structure.

No matter how revered a person is, no matter how great his wealth is, it is just a binary signal of "0" and "1" composed of bytes.

In this ocean of data, the camera is Navaly's eyes and ears, the CPU is Navalli's auxiliary, the information superhighway is Navalli's kingdom, and all data is the return of Navalli's scepter.

It's his world.

It's up to him to decide.

Nothing could move him.

…… Except for a little.

After "reading" a certain piece of information that both the Pentagon and the FBI considered "top secret", Navalli's mood finally stirred up a little.

"...... 'Blood Angel'...... Manami Mizuhara...... Entrapment program...... An in-depth study of the extraordinary? ”

Navali muttered in his heart.

Thinking back to the contents of the classified documents that he had "seen" in the deepest part of the intelligence center's computer, he let out a faint "heh".

"A plan developed by Colonel John and Admiral Robert of the U.S. base in Japan to bring the 'extraordinary contacts' who appeared in Japan back to the U.S. for in-depth research in a laboratory in Nevada?

“…… Although there is no need to meddle...... But...... In this world, is there really a transcendent person like me? ”

Navalli finally opened his eyes.

The eyes and ears are back to the real world.

But his mind was still stuck on the information he had just unearthed.

Navali had also seen videos of her on the dark web about the existence of the codename "Blood Angel", but he didn't pay much attention to it in the past, because those videos were basically regarded as rumors or CG synthesis at the time.

However, now, he learned that the power in those videos is real. And in this world, in addition to himself, there are other transcendent beings......

She ...... Or is their power also related to 'Tezcatripoca'? If not the Mirror of Smoke, what other deity? ”

Thinking like this, Citroen had already stopped.

Navalli looked up and through the window, he saw Close AI's building standing in front of him.

In just one day, it was like a world away.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and instead of stepping out of the car door by himself, he let the driver get out of the car, respectfully opened the door for him, and sent him to the walker.

Then, Navalli slid towards the company building, step by step.

“…… The transcendent who appeared in Japan had nothing to do with my plans, so I don't need to pay attention to it now.

"Although I can be called the master of the data world now, the power to transform into reality is still only such a body, and there is no way to control the overall situation.

"So I still need to disguise...... Until, the moment when the mask is completely torn off.

"- When that happens, the country will have a new moment."

The moment he entered the building, Navalli smiled.

He extinguished all the sharpness and coldness in his eyes, and turned into the indifferent calm of the past.

There is one more more

(End of chapter)