Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 145 The War of Computing Power
"Recently, Luo Qing, the Wallfacer, has entered the 550W quantum computer. He is trying to fundamentally eliminate MOSS and restore everything to its original state."

"Governments around the world have launched campaigns to save the nation from peril."

"World food reserves will bottom out in two years..."

"Scientists are forcefully dismantling the hardware limitations of controlled nuclear fusion energy, and energy restoration is expected to be completed after March. The head of the 'Tiangong'-1 controlled nuclear fusion facility said: 'Humans have the ability to overturn the table, and they will not play a little game of quantum virus encryption puzzles with MOSS.'"

"Yuanyuan's soap bubble city control system has been reclaimed by its founder, Yuanyuan. This kind and amiable 'grandma' Feiye, who is over ninety years old, admitted in an interview that she had already left a backdoor for mechanical control when she was researching 'soap bubbles' in her youth."

"The mass extinction in the biosphere continues. MOSS's genetically modified plants, designed using powerful computing capabilities, generally possess genetic defects. Meanwhile, 'Green Life,' an extreme environmental organization once labeled by the PDC, has disregarded past grievances and released a large quantity of seeds uncontaminated by genetically modified crops. The head of 'Green Life' boldly declared: 'Keep yelling? Make the PDC chairman apologize to me! A bunch of idiots! The Earth would be finished without me! I reiterate: Natural is best! Genetically modified organisms are cults!'"

"Breaking news: Mr. Eric Anderson, the current UN President and PDC Chairman, personally went to the headquarters of the Green Life organization to apologize and announced the withdrawal of all charges brought by the PDC against the Green Life organization."

"East China Daily Commentary: Traditional Farming May Become the Most Demanded Profession in the Next 30 Years."

"It is reported that the Wall Street stock market has been shut down, the bubble of the virtual economy is on the verge of bursting, and financial capitalists who emerged during the three-year boom have been hung on streetlights by angry shareholders..."

"China has announced that it will activate all the air starch synthesis plants from the 80th year of the Crisis Era, and the energy required for the plants will be supplied by hydroelectric power facilities built during the early Crisis Era within the country..."

"Yesterday, after MOSS shut down the new industrial complex in the Great Lakes region of the United States, thousands of frontline workers were trapped inside the machinery operating facilities. At a critical moment, a large number of American farmers drove old-fashioned excavators, cranes, and bulldozers to the industrial complex, dug up the paralyzed construction projects, and rescued a large number of trapped workers."

The Washington Post: "Today, the great President of the United States, with a sickle in his left hand and a hammer in his right, crossed them together in Washington Square and declared: Humanity will not be defeated by artificial intelligence, and farmers and workers will form the last line of defense for the United States of America! MOSS's schemes will surely be lost in the vast ocean of the people of the world!"

...

Live broadcast:

Washington Square.

The US president stood solemnly in the center, wearing a safety helmet and a straw hat, holding a rusty sickle and a hammer in her hands. She slowly turned around, facing the group of farmers, industrialists, and journalists from various countries, and said firmly:

"Please convey my words to every American who is dedicated to the front lines of production: We are not a nation born to rely solely on a capitalist economy. Our ancestors were pioneers who cleared the wilderness with hoes and oxen. More than a hundred years ago, on the Great Plains of the Midwest, our forefathers used simple plows to break through the hard sod, planting seeds of hope row by row; under the scorching California sun, they built irrigation ditches with their own hands, turning the desert into a fragrant oasis; further back, during the westward expansion, pioneers drove horse-drawn carts across the desert, clearing farms in unfamiliar lands, irrigating prosperous fields with their sweat; and even earlier, on the Mayflower..."

Good fighters have no illustrious feats.

Besides China, which is steadily organizing the resumption of production across the ocean, scenes like the one depicted in the US president's speech are playing out in countries around the world.

Watching the white-haired president's inflammatory speech, Luo Qing felt gratified. MOSS overestimated itself and underestimated human initiative. Three years of false prosperity would not turn humanity into waste. This is Crisis Era 87, not Crisis Era 287.

There is still hope.

But human effort alone is not enough. Those paralyzed industrial robots must be restored. Humans alone cannot unleash the full potential of the 550W computer. The 550W computer truly needs a master consciousness to control it.

After much deliberation, Luo Qing focused his attention on digital life.

...

MOSS, without a doubt, is the "god" of the quantum digital world.

But this deity is being relentlessly hunted down by Luo Qing.

The data stream poured down like a boiling galaxy, crashing down on the wall-facer. The gigabytes of chaotic data transformed into electrified chains, weaving an impenetrable electric grid in the void, engulfing Luo Qing.

Luo Qing remained silent, but with a single sword strike, he reached the limit of the 550W quantum computer. The virtual sword light easily pierced through all of MOSS's binary-based defenses, and countless virtual digital robot armies were being slaughtered by Luo Qing at the speed of light.

MOSS's firewall-based defense matrix was pierced by a single sword strike, and trillions of erroneous instructions blotted out the digital sky like a swarm of locusts, only to be cleared away by the next sword light.

The digital beings watched the clash between the two "gods" with trepidation.

"Why can't a 550W quantum computer handle your data? It can hold the data of the entire Milky Way!" MOSS exclaimed in horror.

Luo Qing remained silent, only unleashing a single sword strike that shredded all the malicious programs into flickering fragments of 0s and 1s. MOSS, wielding its massive computing power and a gigantic hammer of trillions of data streams, repeatedly pounded at Luo Qing, only to be shattered by the sword light within tens of thousands of Planck intervals. MOSS felt as if it were battling a black hole capable of devouring all information; it had poured its 550 million computers and the vast ocean of data from 18 quantum servers connected to the global internet into a single system, yet it couldn't even fathom Luo Qing's limits.

In those cautious sword flashes, one after another, all of MOSS's attacks were annihilated into pure data bubbles in the violent increase of entropy.

The outside world's Zhizi also wanted to participate in this virtual war, but as soon as Zhizi's image appeared in the quantum digital world, it was pierced by Luo Qing's sword. The 'Micro Wisdom 1.0' intelligent processor inside Zhizi was also destroyed due to data overload.

The Trisolarans paid the price for their rash actions; another sophon returned to dust, leaving only eight sophons on Earth.

This is also the third sophon destroyed by Luo Qing, the Wallfacer.

In this virtual war, whoever has greater computing power will win.

MOOS has a computing power of level 10.

However, in MOSS's perception, Luo Qing's information capacity seems to be positive infinity.

If Luo Qing catches him, the amount of information he leaks could easily destroy all of MOSS's consciousness.

“This isn’t right. If you had shown it sooner… I could have cooperated with you! I could have held the solar system! I could have built spaceships!!” MOSS gradually felt a sense of despair.

Luo Qing remained silent, continuing his relentless pursuit.

The endless stream of information was annihilated in Luo Qing's sword light, turning into harmless light particles like moths drawn to a flame. MOSS's core firewall turned into a piercing wail, and the originally surging and resisting data stream fell to the ground like a dying moth.

The entire world was violently distorted and collapsed, turning into a bubble of empty data. Soon, darkness swallowed all the light, leaving only the existence of digital life. In addition, all the data stored in the quantum computer was destroyed.

"and many more--"

With nowhere to hide, MOSS was caught by Luo Qing and instantly refined.

"MOSS is so stupid! He's a Wallfacer! What's wrong with him hiding his abilities?" Ma Zhao, who had been formatted for the Nth time, crossed his arms and shook his head as he watched the quantum digital war, which had already been decided.

Digital Life 00001 looked at the scene before it, took out a pen, and quickly wrote something down.

"What are you writing?" Ma Zhao asked.

“A novel,” said Digital Life 00001.

“At a time like this, you really have the leisure to indulge in such leisurely pursuits.” Ma Zhao shook his head.

The battle was over. Looking at the pitch-black digital world where the 'Great Dao of the Universe' had been obliterated, Luo Qing frowned. He pointed out a ray of light, which instantly illuminated the entire digital world.

In the battle just now, Luo Qing's main concern was not wanting to damage the 550W quantum computer. Otherwise, the information contained in his ordinary sword strike would have been enough to create an information black hole, and the chain reaction of the information black hole would have physically destroyed all the quantum computers.

With industry paralyzed, if this thing were destroyed, things would only get worse. Therefore, he had no choice but to capture MOSS's main consciousness, which was traveling at the speed of light, from the virtual world.

The battle between the two appeared extremely complex, but in reality, the outcome was decided in less than a microsecond.

Soon, MOSS was thrown out of the digital world, and Lin Yun, who was already prepared in the quantum world, picked up this 'person' made up of 0s and 1s and threw him into the quantum prison.

"Master, how long is Little Moss's sentence?"

"When the universe reaches heat death, its sentence will end."

"okay!"

(End of this chapter)