The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 62: Visitors of Pure Land (Part 2)

On the way back to the big house, Gu Tie had used the old method to connect the satellite antenna to the "World" implanted terminal. He opened the door and hurriedly shouted into the living room: "Old man, give me the satellite parameters!"

Barr swallowed the last sip of black tea, walked over to help Gu Tie sit on the single sofa, and provided him with the parameters.

Gu Tie entered the parameters on the tc-ii machine and successfully connected the satellite link, then closed his eyes and landed on the "World" terminal.

The azure blue interface unfolded in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a flashing green mark indicated that the network was connected, and the quantum computer was waiting for his dispatch half of the earth.

"Space-based routing is not affected." Gu Tie said to people in the real world, and then opened the login interface like uncovering the cover of a book. A simple black login box appeared, in order to enter the user name and password. The text login box set up as a tribute to the old age is Gu Tie’s own evil taste.

He smiled slightly and moved a thought. The unique nerve impulse activated the backdoor program. Gu Tie's sea of ​​consciousness revolved, and then the boundless darkness spread rapidly. There were eye-catching red numbers hanging in the thunder and lightning sky. Gu Tie let out a sigh of relief and collapsed. on the ground.

Nothing can give the soul a rest like his pure land. The real world is full of uncertainty. Only in the pure land, he has absolute rights and unquestionable authority.

Suddenly, something shiny in the sky attracted his attention. Gu Tie opened his hands and moved the clouds. The dark clouds rolled like Moses split the Red Sea. In the void of void, the shiny little thing slowly fell down, tracing an elegant arc, and spinning lightly. Gu Tie stared at it in surprise, until the little thing fluttered down and landed on the tip of his nose.

This is a feather, with shiny green peacock tail feathers, lightning flashes across the sky, illuminating every tiny cilia that makes up the red, blue, and green patterns of the feather.

With an itchy nose, Gu Tie picked up the feathers in doubt and looked carefully. He mobilized Genesis's 1ppm (one millionth) computing power to deconstruct the feathers into a series of codes. This is not a quantum password, but a simple hash encryption. After decryption, it shows a low-resolution tiff picture with only five Chinese characters: Stay in Mozili.

There is no hidden information. There is no other clue.

Gu Tie scratched his head and wiped "Stay in Mojili" from the air. He began to trace the traces of the visitors, drew the jumping paths, and lit up the footprints of the uninvited guests one by one.

In the era of quantum computer terminals, cyber hackers do not actually exist. There are only two differences between the strong and the weak in the virtual world: authority and logic.

gtc has the highest timing authority, but the core of altruistic logic created by the original gtc itself prevents those in power from using their authority to infringe on the interests of others; network users are not bound by logical paradoxes, but they have no authority and identity. Hidden in the computer room underground in Salzburg, sitting in front of the terminal are just ordinary threads making ordinary permission requests.

Gu Tie’s powerful authority, which he cannot tell anyone from his origin, is his greatest safety guarantee for playing around in life, but now, someone left a message in his exclusive space without touching a warning can and waving his sleeves. , Retreat all over.

Visitors used shelled threads one after another to forge their identities, and Gu Tie peeled off the shell layer by layer, while cold sweat shed on his forehead.

Within five minutes, he has peeled off 60,000 layers of shells, which shows that strangers have at least 60,000 real users’ terminal login information (including account numbers, passwords, and physiological indicators), and have forged 60,000 The amazing ability of a worker thread to deceive Genesis.

Gu Tie sat up, the light blue data was like a river flowing around, and every wave in the river was the rupture of every shell. The river seemed endless, Gu Tie's nose moved unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth tasted the salty taste of his sweat.

Impossible, it is impossible.

Gu Tie’s ability limit is Genesis’s 1500ppm peak computing power. Beyond this limit, his little backdoor program will be recorded in the error log of the quantum computer.

Now, he has blocked everything and mobilized 1499ppm computing time, which means that at this moment, he is responsible for 80% of the world’s personal and business computing requests, 64% of military computing requests, and 99% of scientific computing requests. The unprecedented and only super brain in the future is allocating 1/667 of the powerful computing power to help find the traces of a tiny intruder, but time flows by every second, and the risk of Gu Tie’s exposure is increasing, and strangers. The footprints are still endless.

140.65 million shell threads have been stripped, and Gu Tie hasn't seen the end yet.

This is absolutely impossible!

Gu Tie stood up abruptly. The owner of "Pure Land" felt a tremor from the soul, and he stopped all calculations. The azure blue river solidified, and every burst of waves released a dense mist of data.

Gu Tie tried his best to calm down and adjust his breathing.

Suddenly, he remembered what the old Zhao in the courtyard said to him when he was teaching boxing: Boy, you practice boxing and punching. This is not wrong, but you missed the real thing. My family’s Baji has the mental method of "Three Classics" from Li Shuwen, which can make vitality and vitality grow daily, vitality will be strong, vitality will be smooth, blood will be fused, blood will be strong, bones will be full, marrow will be full The belly is full, the belly is full, and the next is light and healthy, not tired, and healthy. If you don't learn, I didn't give birth to one and a half. I don't know who to pass it to. Hey, the good things in China are slowly being ruined in this way.

At this time, Gu Tie regretted his rejection of Lao Zhao's kindness, just because it took too much time to practice Na Rao Shizi's "Three Classics", and all he needed was time. After learning a few sets of punching punches, they came in handy on different occasions, but only today did he realize that when he needs to calm down, he doesn't know how to breathe out his qi, or where to swing his hands and feet.

He took a deep breath, then took a deep breath. Take a deep breath again.

"Tie, are you okay? What's the matter?" Inquiries from the real world echoed in the Pure Land. Gu Tie shook his head, ignoring the concern from the cochlear nerve signals.

Look carefully. He lowered his head, approached a bursting wave, and read each line of solidified code. This shell comes from Osaka, Japan. It is a biological cabin terminal with high reduction ability. The biological cabin that can collect and feedback human body motion signals is the terminal device with the highest reduction before the birth of the implanted chip. The owner of the cabin is a large enterprise. An ordinary 30-year-old office worker, playing the game Bubble Girl at home after get off work, there is nothing suspicious.

The next wave is a 45-year-old Chinese taxi driver in Singapore City, Singapore. He uses the cheapest terminal composed of LCD screen, keyboard and mouse. He likes to smoke and has several convictions. Not suspicious.

The next wave is a 23-year-old female government official in Mianyang City, Sichuan Province, China. She uses the touch screen terminal in her office to log in and play online card games. Not suspicious.

The next wave is an enlightened general from the Democratic Republic of Korea. He uses a touch screen terminal to log in and only browses news information, which is not suspicious.

Wait a minute... Gu Tie frowned. These shells are all from Asia. This is no coincidence.

He used 5ppm of energy to start the data river, intercepted data information from the slowly flowing water surface, and built a model. That's right, all shells are from Asia, 140.65 million zombie threads from Asia? What an international joke!

Gu Tie slapped his forehead sharply. He wrote a piece of code to mobilize 1400ppm to urge the river to rush, and at the same time record the shell thread characteristics one by one. This time, in less than five seconds, he found the characteristics of the stranger's footprint, and at the same time he was shocked and chilled.

This is a **** ring. There are only 500 shells, and the mere 500 **** shells form a packed data ring. The stranger's footprint should have been a curve with a beginning and an end, but the two ends meet to form an endless Mobius ring.

Gu Tie didn't pay attention to the characteristics of the shell when he broke the shell violently, so he was confused by this simple trap. The visitor just withdrew from this endless data loop, without any traceable information.

But this is impossible! Connecting the divergent threads of zombie terminals into a ring is against the basic logic of quantum computer networks, and Genesis cannot allow this to happen.

Gu Tie sweated the analysis of the data structure until he suddenly thought of a terrible fact: By the way, "Shiva" blew up the East Asian core route of the Quantum Network yesterday, with his own help.

The gtc countries in East Asia should have fallen into information darkness. In other words, many terminal devices in East Asia do not exist in the vision of Genesis. Visitors use this opportunity to mobilize 500 zombie terminals and eat them beautifully. His own tail leaves a message with no beginning and no end in his pure land. ——By the way, one's own "pure land" should also not exist in the vision of gtc.

A non-existent enemy, using a non-existent helper, invaded the non-existent room, leaving behind a non-existent footprint.

Who is it? For what purpose? Why? Where is the meaning?

Gu Tie was attacked by fear, low self-esteem and helplessness. He knelt on the black ground, clasped his arms, looked around in horror, looking for traces of non-existent enemies.

What should I do? Who should I look for for help? Can I survive this by myself? Do I have the ability to fight him, or... can I smell the trousers of the damned visitor?

Gu Tie didn't know what to do, only curled up in a pure land that was no longer quiet and shivered.

"Tie, what's the matter with you? Wake up! Wake up! Otherwise I'm going to interrupt the satellite connection!" Barr's anxious calls kept coming.

Gu Tie finally sat up slowly and sent a nerve impulse with language information encoding to his mouth through the right brain language center.

In reality, Gu Tie slowly opened his mouth, and said to the Shiva members who were surrounded by nervous expressions: "The action is successful, you leave immediately. I, want to stay here."