My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 105 105: Calculation, purpose
"Huh, Fake, I...had a dream that was so vivid that it almost ripped out my throat. The pain was so real...and...that damn, ticking instrument..."

John was overcome with emotion, panting and looking around the ward.

He admitted that he was a little crazy, but after being imprisoned for so long, he felt uncomfortable unless he vented his anger.

"Damn, where's that ticking thing?"

The room was an ordinary flat floor, with only a movable iron shelf hanging some nutrient solution next to it, and no physical signs detection equipment.

"What's going on? There's a beeping sound in my head that I can't get rid of. Could it be a hallucination... It's really strange. Was the dream about removing the tube just now also...? It's just like the real thing."

John looked at his hands in confusion.

The brand new alloy skeleton prosthetic limb is made of flesh-colored wear-resistant artificial leather, and the ridges of the palm joints are made of black metal. It is like a portable finger tiger, taking into account the local hardness and being as beautiful as possible.

Even a rugged mercenary like him can feel the design of this set of implants.

The degree of simulation and strength are very high.

Orosi held up her tablet to play a fashion magazine, took out her black-rimmed glasses, and displayed several surveillance images in her field of vision, clearly capturing the details of John's words and deeds.

[Eden City-City Core Skyview Apartment [32nd Floor]]

Don't turn into a serious transformation maniac with an exaggerated appearance.

Is the black light going berserk?

I was in a coma throughout the entire operation, so there must be physical data connection for real-time detection...

There is a sense of pride in being superior to others.

Her prosthetic eyes flashed and she recorded John's words and deeds, paying special attention to the slight imbalance that had just occurred.

[New prosthetic body detected, whether to scan/confirm]

"Are you ok?"

"Haha, the requirements are quite high."

Now that the black light has been fully restored, based on past experience, any new implants will be scanned and covered by it, breaking through the firewall and doing a round of automatic calibration.

John calmed down for a moment, got out of bed, found the automatic water dispenser naked, and drank two glasses of wine before suppressing the medicinal smell in his throat.

"...WTF?"

"That's the product name. I chose it after the Nordic world tree, which symbolizes rebirth and prosperity... Hmm, you just need to know that this thing is ridiculously expensive."

The prosthetic eye flashes continuously, and the data stream reflects a face.

The suite has floor-to-ceiling windows with bright sunshine, overlooking the high-rise buildings and busy Eden City.

Euros suddenly appeared in front of John.

"What's going on, John?"

Black light floated in my mind.

Orosi read the panic, guilt, and complex emotions of hiding secrets on John's face.

John was wearing clothes with a cardigan on the back, so he took off the blue-gray hospital gown and saw:
Muscle bundles have been transplanted to the chest and shoulder blades, and the gaps in the broken limbs and surgical incisions have been modified.

Ouluosi said nothing more after introducing the product.

There are matte heat-radiating lines on the sides of his abs and a string of black floral tattoos next to his heart.

John took the opportunity to come to the bathroom.

He tried to expand on the details.

Orosi gave him a meaningful look, then loosened her arms and returned to sit on the sofa by the window.

[Function: Experimental trunk body implant, adapted to high-intensity dynamic operating system, fully equipped with computing program, multiple spinal connection holes, posture adjustment and shock absorption. 】

"……fraud."

Her tone was calm, her brows furrowed in thought, but she didn't press forward like she was interrogating a prisoner.

John was like a newborn baby coming into the world, and he had not yet recovered from his narrow escape from death and recurring nightmares.

【Yggdrasil[Yggdrasil]】

Did Orosi and her team find out?
John didn't dare to look back at the middleman, so he could only focus on the words in front of him again.

He staggered a little, lost his grip, and flattened the metal cup, like a strong man in the gym - the strength of his lower limbs hindered his overall strength.

No obvious cuts or burns could be seen.

"Did you implant something new in me? Huh~ uh, wait, let me take it easy first, the burden is a bit heavy, can you give me a little... some personal space?"

Orosi sat on the red leather sofa.

[Prosthetic limb: Messiah-Yggdrasil [Experimental type]]

John froze in place, as if he had touched a secret, pretending to be unwell and turning his back to Euros.

John's back was against the wall.

He moved forward while holding on to the wall, his mind thinking rapidly.

[Part: Torso]

In the dark classic marble bathroom, only a few soft hidden light strips breathe, and the warm air exudes a calming fragrance.

John closed his eyes and took stock of his body.

The arms and sternum are a complete set of implants. It seems that to match this new guy, high-strength muscle fiber bundles are also added near the arms.

No black light attacks.

It was actually waiting for John to confirm its next move.

Guessing came to John's mind - did Pandora's algorithm upgrade this thing?

His consciousness shifted slightly and he clicked to confirm.

The black light burst out with quite astonishing activity, engulfing the entire body in almost the blink of an eye, brushing aside the built-in system of the alloy skeleton.

[System calibration is in progress, parameter correction is completed. 】

"vomit--"

John covered his mouth, straightened his waist and abdomen like a hip-hop dancer, stood up straight, turned around and lay on the basin and vomited.

"?"

Orosi raised her eyebrows.

Red letters popped out of the screen in front of her.

Shows backdoors and networking programs inside the implant are offline.

She crossed out the error message, switched back to the room camera and saw:

John spit acidic water on the sink, waved his hand to wake up the faucet, and took something from the tissue box next to him to wipe it.

After calming down for a moment, he looked in the mirror.

This room is in the name of Orosi.

During her renovation, she put in 200 tiny cameras and sensors.

From the floor to the tea cup, every little thing has a use. Even the weight plates embedded in the slippers are used to observe the details of the patient's balance after surgery...

Blacklight debugged the implant and changed the brain signal parameters through the graphene chip.

John no longer walks top-heavy.

He punched the air and tried to jump and move, inspiring the fighting chip to do a whole set of moves.

Very smooth.

The muscle bundles allow him to react more intensely, allowing the huge kinetic energy of the alloy frame to be used to the extreme, combining explosiveness and flexibility, as exaggerated as being reborn.

John tests in the bathroom.

Orosi's expression became more and more serious.

Could it be that you were pretending that you were unsteady just now?

She called up the test data in the bathroom: John's height, weight, heart rate, and body temperature were all displayed on the side.

"Weakness and fever?"

Orosi crossed her legs, frowned, and looked at the man under the camera in deep thought.

Black light passing through the system will put a strain on the body.

John once again experienced familiar side effects, but he felt relieved - the special inhibitor would solve the problem, and black light recovery meant being able to undertake more modifications and no longer be affected by cyberpsychosis. Although my head is dizzy...

But compared with the death penalty he suffered before, it was like a trivial cold.

John held his hands on the countertop, water dripping from his chin.

He raised his head and looked into the mirror:

The invisible countdown above the head was finally removed, but the mystery of the accident and the psychological pressure were not resolved.

John opened the door and walked to the bed.

Orosi calmly closed the tablet screen, glanced at him, and said with contempt.

"Put some clothes on and stop dangling around."

John could only find a bathrobe in the closet and put it on.

There is a stability test when he pushes open the wardrobe, and the magnetic hooks can assess finger dexterity.

"Huh~ It's so warm. Are your clothes heated?"

John had never used high-end gadgets before. He only thought it was novel and interesting, but he didn't know that there were more than thirty microelectric detectors inside.

Orosi raised her chin and said.

"Your alloy frame is very expensive and the conditions are very strict. I didn't expect you to adapt..."

She wanted to test John's reaction, but he interrupted her.

"Hey, uh."

John raised his hand to interrupt her. "I'm adapting well because I have something strange in my mind, which has nothing to do with cyberpsychosis. I'm willing to confess to you..."

"?"

Ouluosi looked very sad.

She curled up her legs and huddled on the sofa, and her prepared words and testing process were all interrupted.

John let out a long breath.

"I can't compare to you in my cleverness. Well, big shots are full of calculations and conspiracies. It doesn't matter if they treat an unlucky guy like me like a monkey and make his life a mess..."

He looked directly into Orosi's eyes.

A series of analysis reports popped up on the algorithm program.

"I hesitated in the bathroom for a long time. Let me be honest with you. After all, lives are saved. If you have to go to the autopsy table... Well, it's best not to. I'll treat it as a return to you, but at least let me How about finding out who is harming me, taking revenge, and leaving my body and brain to you?"

John waited for an answer.

Orosi's silence made the room very awkward.

John feels like a bit of a scoundrel:

He only talks about bad checks and talks about ideals and feelings after being in debt, which is as disgusting as a prostitute in a strip club who skips his bill.

Orosi frowned.

Algorithms are very taxing on the brain.

But she found no sign of lying and waved her hand to continue.

John then repeated what he had revealed to Eden in more detail to Orosi. He did not mention some of the debugging details, and also deliberately concealed the fact that black light was almost indestructible.

This is the only bottom line against super hackers.

"I know you're hiding something."

Orosi exposed it directly. "But it doesn't matter. Those who don't have secret collaborators are the most dangerous."

She needed time to sort out the information and did not immediately comment on Black Light or make further inquiries.

"I'm the middleman, John. Business doesn't rely on a confession that can't be judged to pay off the debt. The implant in your body is a prototype. From the moment it was put in, I was on the gambling table. The chips are down, you can’t let me lose money.”

Orosi waved her hand to make the curtains close automatically.

"I also made my selfish intentions clear. Beamon is in very bad health. There are no thugs in Eden City that I can trust. Originally, I could only achieve my goal by exchanging benefits. Now, you have to work for me."

She interrupted John who was hesitant to speak.

"I will help you investigate the truth of the accident. At the same time, Igdrashu's combat data will be given to me, and any information will be disclosed to me. If you are seriously injured and the rescue fails, the implant will be returned to me."

"make a deal."

John didn't hesitate.

"Please fill in the missing information first."

Orosi waved her hand.

Videos started playing on the walls of the room, and they were some of the most influential news stations in Eden City.

Intercity train derailments are undoubtedly big events.

According to the on-site investigation results:

While evading network surveillance and pursuit, a defecting agent used special means to release a controlled rogue AI, causing widespread casualties and traffic accidents.

The director of the Internet Supervision Office led a team to prevent the situation from deteriorating.

The rogue AI took the opportunity to hack into the municipal rail operation system, forcing the train to derail at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour and crash directly near the city center...

A state trooper with gray temples appears in the interview footage.

Faced with constant questioning, he said very calmly that the network supervisor had completely eliminated the rogue AI. As for whether the specific source of this thing was related to certain companies...

State police did not provide a clear explanation.

But what is imaginable is that while other companies vigorously condemned this terrorist crime, only Faqi Industry spent huge sums of money and a lot of manpower and material resources to end the accident.

When other businesses try to attack him to muddy the waters...

The state police once again stood up to emphasize the threat of circulating AI, questioned the safety of any controlled AI, and applied for special investigation laws.

The major companies immediately shut up.

Because hiding and circulating AI in laboratories is almost an open secret of every company.

No one is embarrassed to tell anyone.

But there is no doubt that the Network Inspection Office is the biggest winner in this incident.

Through parliament and a series of operations, they have made an unprecedented leap in their status. They have even become active in the public eye again, expanded the scope of recruitment, and upgraded the strength of a wave of equipment...

"Can you tell?"

Orosi analyzed the situation for John.

Hugo Pa still underestimated his former colleague, a state trooper.

He has only one purpose in taking charge of the Eden City Network Supervision Office, which is to eliminate any AI more efficiently.

This accident was a conspiracy.

After Hugo faked his death, he never escaped the eyes of network supervisors. As soon as he ran out of Faqi Industry, he was immediately detected, and it was known that he held the backdoor of the original AI.

Orosi even doubted:

Hugo's family passed away unexpectedly, which may have something to do with the state police.

These are all to force him to voluntarily self-destruct at some point and release the rogue AI from the laboratory of Faqi Industrial so that the Internet Supervision Office can eliminate it in a logical manner without offending large multinational companies.

Hugo took the blame.

Network surveillance achieved its purpose.

As for the uncontrollable commotion and casualties caused, it will affect the status of Internet surveillance in Eden City, making their law enforcement scope and rights larger.

John was stunned.

"This lunatic!"

"Haha, now do you know how long your life is?"

Orosi sneered. "Of course, these are all my guesses. To be honest, I became curious about your secrets, so I did a little internal investigation."

She pulled up a file on the monitor.

"Do you want to know the truth about the last transportation accident?"

(End of this chapter)