Cyber surveillance agent Bryce Morris.

Lille doesn't really remember this person, but there were only a few network surveillance agents in the original game.

This guy is quite well-equipped, and unlike Lille, who is hooked into the net by opening it, he is a real elite hacker.

With the exception of his face, the rest of his head skin has been modified into a synthetic material that enhances heat dissipation, which extends from the deep entrance to the back of his head to his entire back and two arms.

Such exaggerated heat dissipation components are enough to illustrate the danger of his work in cyberspace.

Backed by the top organization of network monitoring, they have state-of-the-art access repositories, software, and any other tools they may use when it comes to network work.

Lille glanced at the hacker whose brains had been burned not far away, and sat down next to Bryce.

"Occupational disease flare-up?"

"This is not an occupational disease, and cyber surveillance has zero tolerance for cybercrime."

"That doesn't sound like a tough thing to me - you're in Night City, not Europe."

Zero tolerance for cybercrime sounds awesome, but you don't have to pretend to be blind to how rampant cybercrime is in Night City.

Bryce choked on the words - and it really was.

Attitude is attitude, reality is reality.

The attitude is zero tolerance, and the reality is uncontrollable.

You're calmer than I thought."

"Thanks, I can assume that you mean, was you scared when you were kicked out of the network for the first time?"

Bryce's old face darkened: Can you speak?

"Ahem, stop talking nonsense"

"Don't you think you're talking nonsense? Since you didn't catch me, you have a job, right? Say things, quote. ”

The stall owner honestly put two servings of Burger King on the table, and then stepped aside in a playful manner.

Lille looked at the fresh Burger King and twitched out of the corner of his eye.

"You like this too?"

Bryce was stunned: "I thought you liked it. , can you name something nutritious? ”

"Then you say!"

"I said forget it, Burger King, your illegal online activities have all been recorded, and the network surveillance is in accordance with the law"

Lille directly interrupted: "Are you mistaken, you just said don't talk nonsense?" ”

Bryce's face darkened even more: "Anyway, your Internet access permit is banned!" What if."

Lille interrupted again: "Big brother, I know you are very forced, can you say things directly?" ”

Bryce almost didn't catch his breath!

He glared at him fiercely, then took a vicious bite of the burger.

Then he chewed viciously a few times, as if he had really chewed Lille to pieces.

When Lille saw this, he suddenly had a whim: he should also make up a legend in the future.

What's in Night City, if one person swallows a hamburger in his life, one person in the world will die or something.

After a few bites of the burger, Bryce said: "You are very talented, being a mercenary wastes your talent, help the network supervisor do things." ”

"What's the matter, be more detailed."

"Last year, 7 months ago to be exact, a fat middleman stabbed something out of Taiping Prefecture, and then the black wall was attacked.

Wait a minute, you know what a black wall is, right? ”

It all started in 2022.

Until June 13, 2022, the world was still widely using the Internet, and people communicated, shared, or monitored through this massive network.

Until then, people were still exploring the possibilities of AI, and the AI industry was booming.

And on that day, Bartmoss, known as the "God of Hackers", unleashed a virus that prompted the AI that served people to awaken to self-awareness and become extremely aggressive.

These AIs will indiscriminately attack humans on the network, and even manipulate the machinery within their authority to carry out attacks, including a large number of military weapons.

That is, from that day on, the Internet became off-limits, full of aggressive AI.

No matter who accesses the cyberspace, they will be attacked indiscriminately by AI.

This incident made people afraid to access the network for a while: after all, even if it is a subnet, it is difficult to say whether the AI will remotely attack the network through what devices.

And once touched, it is either dead or maimed.

The loss of the internet lasted for nearly 20 years, during which time a British company called Cyber Surveillance tried several times to control the situation, but failed.

It wasn't until the day 20 years later that the Cyber Surveillance announced that it had brought in 10 cybersecurity experts to build something called the Black Wall.

The black wall "isolated" the flowing AI from the normal network, and giant enterprises have breathing room and begin to rebuild their local area networks.

After looking back at history, Lille replied, "You know -- the best AI software." ”

Yes, the name "black wall" is a name that conforms to normal human logic, and can help people understand its function:

Like a wall separating the dangerous old web.

But the Internet is not a real space, and the black wall is not really a wall.

Essentially, it's an AI, a kind of "sanitizing" software with intelligence.

It stands between a healthy network and a collapsed old network, indiscriminately attacking and blocking any traffic with the characteristics of flowing AI, and attacking any individual who intends to access the old network.

It can be said that the current world is equivalent to the access of such a super AI in all local area networks, which will sanitize other AI that should not appear, so that the operation of the network becomes safe and stable.

Because of the existence of black walls, other companies have also tacitly accepted that cyber surveillance is in cyberspace, and usually, it has a slightly higher level of law enforcement authority.

Bryce nodded in approval, "You're a bit knowledgeable, and I like your argument."

I hate the propaganda."

"Focus, buddy, to the point." Lille found out that the dude was actually a bit talkative.

Bryce grimaced: "Then let's get to the point: I want to find and eliminate the cybercriminals who launched attacks on the black wall, you can help me."

The remuneration is access to the network. ”

It's much simpler this time.

However, Lille shook his head: "No, I will have a few hacks of the network access permit, rather than being grabbed by you with the pigtail of the network access permit number, I would rather do it myself." ”

Blythe's heat dissipation fins are almost deployed!

Fortunately, Lille quickly added: "However, I've heard about the Black Wall for a long time, and helping you is helping humans-

I don't want money either, just one request: send me a copy of your cyber monitor's hacker teaching materials. ”

Breston stopped, a little surprised: Lille didn't want money, but knowledge!

It's not the street kid he imagined and came into contact with.

He thought about some of the judgments about Lille in the report, and said slowly:

"Did you know that knowledge is difficult to measure with money, if you have the heart to learn, it is better to join the network monitoring directly."

"If you don't do it, the fool is tied to work 24 hours a day by something 'contributing to mankind', and God created the world and has weekends."

Bryce almost didn't stop - you just said this job was great!

But he doesn't get angry about that - people don't have the strength to be angry when they're really hurt.

To correct you, God created the world with only one day of rest." Bryce beckoned to the stall owner, "Here's a bottle of Rainbow Manticore." ”

Bryce took the drink, opened the jar, and drank tons.

"So the deal?" Lille asked tentatively, "It's really so hard to drink something?" ”

"Drinking affects nerve sensitivity and causes fluctuations in hashrate – and you have to work overtime for a while.

I can give you some information, but only in my personal name, and secondly, don't talk about cybercrime in front of me! ”

"Deal - I didn't expect the company dog to have people who are easy to deal with, where do we start? Do you have a clear goal? ”

Bryce didn't answer immediately, but fell silent.

Lille is a little confused.

Bryce spoke slowly, "No." ”

The air was silent for a moment, and only the sound of advertisements from vending machines could be heard, and the chatter of people caught inside, and the cursing of drunkards

Lille was going to get up and leave—

"Don't go!" Bryce hurriedly grabbed Lille, "There was, but it's all to blame for what you did in the company square!" ”

Lille sat back.

That's pretty much it.

Startled him, he thought the network supervisor agent was a rice bucket.

(End of chapter)