My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 211: Iron Scorpion

Gino grew up on the streets, worked as a hacker, and modified illegal equipment. Over the past twenty years, he has also experienced being chased by gunmen.

Either Marcao will need Mr. Vito's help.

Either Angelica helps him resolve minor troubles.

Either the Serum arranged for the Wanderers' Alliance to intervene.

But what about this time?

Gino lifted the data cable, rubbing the metal end behind his ear several times without aligning it properly.

She was shocked to find her fingers trembling.

“Hey, look at me, watch me, Gino.”

John's eyes were calm.

He sat amidst a hail of bullets, his pupils reflecting a dense array of data, yet he spoke with unwavering certainty.

"I'll get you out of here, I promise. Try to relax now and do what you're good at. If you feel weak, just sit and wait for me. It's okay. Think about last time, who pulled you out of the ghoul pool?"

John remained very calm.

This scene was not particularly memorable in his short mercenary career.

Gino gave a wry smile, which did cheer him up a bit.

"I didn't fall asleep this time."

[User Agreement/User Permission Login]

Gino plugged in the data cable and entered cyberspace in a semi-deep state, taking over the hacker position from Sisal Rope and beginning to deal with the cybersecurity department of Source Equation.

Every member of the Wanderers' Alliance is very talented.

Tin foil, Ginobilio, baseball bat, sisal rope...

Each of them has some trump cards up their sleeve, and they carry with them magical puppets set up by the serum. Through the personal protection program, they can quickly release these puppets to save their lives.

Gino breaks into cyberspace and finds that she and John are isolated inside by a data barrier.

It's like some kind of super firewall, and it's dynamic, impossible to capture or lock, like a glass dome trapping two people inside.

Gino witnessed the black light that John had described.

From a technical perspective, what we see in front of us should be part of it, and we can deduce that the essence of the black light is actually a super program compiled according to a certain logic.

That's even stranger...

John has never installed a network access module.

Where is the data stored?
What are the medium and carrier for this release?
[Hack detected, prosthetic body restarted, prosthetic eye malfunction, control system overheating... Rejected, hacking cancelled, hacking detected...]

A series of red warnings brought Gino back to reality.

Data in cyberspace is all visualized.

If described in real-world terms, the local area network of the Source Equation is fraught with danger, with the broken puppets completely blocking the information channels.

The black light won't last long.

Or rather, John's body couldn't support the black light while also keeping reality in check.

Gino wanted to take over the defense, but found that he couldn't get out at all. He could only switch back to reality and yell at John amidst the hail of bullets.

"Damn it, I can't connect to your system!"

Gino kept sliding on the firmware.

The activation of the puppet triggered a chain reaction, like a series of hand grenades with their pins pulled, ready to explode in one's arms at any moment.

The network access bay behind her ear was flashing continuously.

[User permission request/default detected]

John saw the notification and acquiesced to her authorization.

[User authorization assessment, sandbox mode value retrieval, invalid data, retry, secondary stripping, access aborted...]

A dense stream of data flashed before his eyes.

Various red and yellow warning pop-ups appeared and then disappeared.

John's vision finally cleared up, and all the prosthetics in his body returned to normal, giving him a feeling of relief.

Behind the constantly changing hacker jargon is Gino helping to thwart the cybersecurity department's attacks in cyberspace.

She actually did it, at least temporarily.

"We can't hold out much longer!"

Gino was working while carrying a gunshot wound.

Her hair was stuck to her forehead, and she spoke without turning her head.

But in John's eyes: Gino's voice suddenly slowed down, the last syllable was drawn out, and he started to go off-key.

"Think of a way..."

Almost instantly.

A filter was applied to John's vision.

The world has been put on hold.

Bullets twirling in the air, cobalt blue flames from their collisions, and debris floating in the air, a white coat still hanging by the wall...

The speed of everything has been reduced to its limit.

hum-

John felt a sharp pain in his eardrums, his eyes stung, and a tingling sensation ran from his scalp to his spine.

He knew this feeling all too well.

This is because the surrounding advanced S.A.S ...

John hadn't felt such intense pain in a long time since he had the [Seanwistan T17] transplanted at Silver Harbor.

The enemy's spine level is very high.

It is at least very high in terms of the rate of reduction.

Experimental product.

John made a quick judgment in his mind, his pupils contracted rapidly, and the residual light from his head movement drew a golden wave in the air.

He immediately bent down and rushed toward Gino.

In a world of "stagnation," everything is slow and clear.

Gino slowly turned his head, the sweat he shook off detaching from his hair in the air.

A face suddenly appeared beside her.

Following closely behind was a black tactical dagger.

It grazed Gino's carotid artery, the cut skin shooting out a line of blood in the air, the splattered blood droplets landing on the floor beside him.

It was only one centimeter away from being fatal.

John caught up with the rhythm in the almost "paused" space.

He roughly pressed Gino down, avoiding a fatal blow, and at the same time flipped his body, slamming his hard alloy joints into the attacker.

boom.

Very hard.

John felt as if he had hit a metal wall that was pressed against his flesh.

The attacker was forced into a corner and was not injured.

Clang.

A heavy dagger fell to the floor.

The frozen world resumed its normal speed with the sound of the collision.

Cease fire. (Russian)

[Preparations for the offensive. (Russian)]

Shouts came from outside the cramped operating room.

More footsteps echoed down the corridor; judging from the approach, security had already surrounded the area.

"Grass... hiss..."

Gino got up from the floor, somewhat dazed.

She felt a slight itch and pain on her neck, her hair stood on end, and she broke out in a cold sweat. She reached down and touched a faint bloodstain.

Gino immediately curled up, clutching the terminal and moving away from John.

She didn't bother to check the attacker's exact location; all she wanted was to get back to cyberspace as quickly as possible—a hacker without sufficient attack plugins had no chance against a high-level assassin carrying S.A.R.S.S.A.T.

With Gino's withdrawal, the firing rate decreased.

John finally saw the attacker's face, and Messiah's prosthetic eye shrunk, scanning out the attacker's identity information.

Name: Warwin Sack (Iron Scorpion)

[Faction: Mercenaries [Gaia Cells]]

[Scan: Hair-driving device, accessory heart, experimental S.A.W. T-cell therapy, etc.]

[File: Head of Gaia Cell Security, holding multiple charges of terrorism, CIA internal files show that Wavin Sack is suspected of murdering several company executives and has fifteen warrants in Europe, including for illegal smuggling and multiple murders.]

(End of this chapter)