My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 213: Essence

John was surprised to hear that name.

Vacuum tube.

A mass-produced group of criminals with "basal body constitution".

Calling them criminals wouldn't be accurate, because information about them is extremely scarce. Even legendary intermediaries like Oros were unsure of their existence, let alone any official arrest warrants or similar documents.

But John is certain.

The vacuum tube caused the Ironclad Logistics incident, stuffed his consciousness into his current body, and was also the culprit that forced him onto the path of mercenary survival.

The weird thing is……

Despite the fact that the vacuum tube had turned John's life upside down, it never contacted him again.

This group of people is very mysterious.

Their actions were so mysterious that they hijacked a transport ship from Faqi and delivered oversized weapons into Eden City, leading to the death of a senator and unrest throughout the city...

However, no powerful or influential person investigated their background.

They are also very powerful.

Powerful enough to interfere with black light.

When John was being hunted by cyber police, the Blacklight system he left on Dani Street was cleared, which caused the state police to lose evidence to arrest John under the protection of the Haven Corporation.

Based on the information shared about the serum, it was basically determined that it was dried in a vacuum tube.

It's important to know that in John's mercenary career so far, even the firewalls of multinational corporations have never prevented Blacklight from copying his work.

Even the cyber surveillance system, which considers cyberspace its territory, saw two senior agents instantly killed the moment they connected directly to the Blacklight signal…

And what about vacuum tubes?
They silently erased the traces of Blacklight left in the Dani Street system, making them the only organization capable of restricting it.

Case after case came to mind.

John's heart started racing.

He was curious as to why the name "vacuum tube" came out of Bismarck's mouth.
And they said it so matter-of-factly.

But John isn't a street kid anymore; he's learned to hide his true intentions from the corporate dogs, at least not to appear so eager.

He didn't speak and looked away.

Iron Scorpion sneered when he heard the words "vacuum tube," then glanced at John beside him, his eyes no longer filled with such intense emotion.

The murderous intent and disgust vanished, as if they had instantly lost interest in the mercenary.

He reached an agreement with Bismarck, and without further ado, left the room with fully armed company soldiers.

"uh-huh."

Bismarck shrugged, standing in the messy operating room, like taking his final bow after a performance, and then chuckled, complaining that they hadn't listened to him and had made a huge mess during the operation.

His expression was relaxed, as if the life-or-death struggle and the knife cuts on his flesh were all fake.

Both Gino and John sustained injuries of varying degrees.

But they refused medical assistance.

Those sophisticated instruments and high-end drugs are too cold and impersonal. Even if you only need to treat a minor abrasion, you will feel unsafe in such an environment.

But there was no choice but to use sisal rope.

He paid the price for his recklessness.

This guy hacked into the source equation as if it were a sex club, thinking he could get away unscathed...

The results of it?
They have a complete cybersecurity department.

It is fully equipped, has excellent equipment, and has a clear division of labor.

Lying on the operating table, the sisal ropes were a gruesome sight. The hacker's most crucial component, the network access module, was burned out, the neural release device was ruined, and the handheld terminal exploded on the spot...

He survived because the cyber police didn't pursue him to the end, but instead turned to attack two other people.

Gino was able to hold on because when the black light was triggered, it paralyzed one of the enemy's assault teams, not because, as Bismarck said, a group of hackers supported by the company would be useless.

The robotic arm drooped down again.

Data information about the sisal rope appeared on the wall.

Bismarck stood in front of the operating table, using his own account to select a suitable network access module.

His tone was somewhat sarcastic.

"The self-service medical area is open to internal staff; outside customers who want to experience it will have to pay quite a bit."

"..."

Gino remained silent. After a long silence, John finally spoke.

What does "vacuum tube customer" mean?

"You actually know about vacuum tubes."

Bismarck didn't answer directly, but fiddled with the scalpel he had picked up from the sink and glanced at John.

John did not hide anything.

"There are far too many people in Eden who want to know about them."

"No, no, John, that information only circulates among a few people. Your information channels are very powerful. At least ordinary mercenaries don't have access to the level of vacuum tubes."

"You don't want to talk about it?"

John lowered his arms, which were folded across his chest.

He used body language to warn Bismarck that he was a mercenary and that the other party was merely a hostage in this operation.

"Calm down, John."

Bismarck spoke calmly and deliberately.

"The vacuum tube is a technological shareholder of the source equation. Gaia Cell and Plato were able to cooperate entirely because of their initial matchmaking..."

As a condition of exchange.

Vacuum tubes occasionally arrange for clients to have Source Equation conduct special experiments, which, of course, are publicly claimed to be medical assistance.

"What's the specific content?"

"I don't know, the process is like this..."

When the vacuum tube is contacting the source equation, the airship is usually already on its way with the customer, and then a project manager will be urgently assigned to participate and authorize the signing.

Customers can access the ground floor directly via an internal elevator.

This is a strictly confidential project.

"Those without a designated supervisor do not know the specific details, but interestingly, those who have experienced the specific projects all keep the experimental details strictly confidential."

Bismarck remained tight-lipped, a smile playing on his lips, as if he were deliberately telling them this information.

"What about those people?"

John plans to use mercenary methods to obtain intelligence.

Bismarck shook his head.

"They're all dead, killed by the serum."

When Serum was initially trapped in Plato's laboratory, all the supervisors who had worked on the vacuum tube project were reassigned to help. The specifics of the process are unknown, but ever since Serum escaped from Silver Harbor...

"Those people were all killed within a week."

Bismarck crossed his arms and shook his head, a smile on his face, showing no fear or grief over his colleague's death.

“I was the independent supervisor of the peripheral project. A number of people at roughly the same level had also died. I was mentally prepared. Then, you shot down my hovercar.”

"..."

John fell silent.

Bismarck observed his every move and expression and said...

"You might as well ask about the serum afterwards."

"Is the serum really that powerful? Did Plato and Gaia cells just watch their own people get killed by a hacker?"

"..."

Silence fell in the room.

The expressions on the faces of the several people were different.

Gino swallowed hard, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Bismarck looked surprised again, and seeing the starkly different reactions of John and Gino, he burst out laughing.

"A hacker? You dared to accept the serum's commission without knowing anything about it? She's no ordinary person; she's a wandering AI, a bizarre data mass that has undergone a qualitative change from a quantitative one, a monster from the other side of the network wall."

"I just found out too."

Gino frowned.

Earlier today, Sisal Rope wanted to speak with her privately about the true identity of the serum.

(End of this chapter)