Revolution, Cyber ​​Magical Girl!

The following day, at Yuesen Bar.

Luo De and Lu Chaoge sat facing each other, with a data cable branching out from the back of their heads.

Lu Chaoge was still a little worried, so she decided to find a hacker to help her check if she was being targeted.

"If we're only talking about recent times, there were a total of 271 unknown visits, of which 123 were harassing and enticing Trojans from various lending platforms, 70 were pornographic link Trojan viruses, and 20 were..."

Listening to Rod's words, Lu Chaoge felt a headache coming on.

"Wait, why didn't I feel any of this myself?"

"Bro, you're using the company's system, including your brain-computer interface. The firewall is too strong; it automatically blocked everything."

Is the company's system that amazing?

Compared to this, my system is practically the worst of the worst!

"This system is really useful. No wonder everyone wants one. It's a pity I can't add points to mine," Lu Chaoge said, directly putting down the system.

"Indeed, but what kind of points are you referring to?"

"Adding points is..." Before Lu Chaoge could finish speaking, a change suddenly flashed across the virtual panel in front of him.

Name: Lu Chaoge

[Mecha Identity: Magical Girl - Codename Iris]

[Consciousness Regression: 10% (No data to be collected, regression process cannot be started)]

【Strength +9999999】

What the hell!

Lu Chaoge was shocked. She had misjudged the system. It turned out to be this powerful.

Feeling the power of 9999999 horsepower, Lu Chaoge immediately stood up and threw a punch without saying a word.

Then he sat back down.

The system is a scam, the system is a scam, the system is a scam!

"Youth is great, bro. We started boxing while we were chatting."

Rhodes's voice was tinged with emotion as he rapidly analyzed the data, his eyes flashing with information.

"I'm not trying to be rude, bro, but it's highly unlikely that your company-level system could be breached unless someone comes across a master or a special mind hacker... wait, no, that's not right."

Rhodes' brows suddenly furrowed, and even his dreadlocks stood on end, as if he had started overclocking.

"That's interesting, bro. The unknown access to your port address isn't 271, it's 272. This last guy is really well hidden, using three layers of encryption and concealing the access traces. I can't trace it back."

Lu Chaoge's heart sank. Sure enough, she had been targeted.

"Is their skill level really that high? Even you couldn't track them?"

Rhodes thought for a moment and said.

"We can't jump to conclusions just like that, but the other party is definitely very rich."

"Huh? You already found out?" Lu Chaoge was stunned. Had Rhodes already found out it was Carle 13? Otherwise, how did he come to that conclusion?

Rhodes shook his head. "The three-layer encryption is technically decent, but hiding access traces is a privilege only available to Yellow Diamond members, and a membership costs 100@."

What the hell!

"You can charge for this thing?" Lu Chaoge seemed quite surprised, but Luo De didn't think so.

"Otherwise, bro, what in this world is free? Speaking of which, I used to have a membership too, but I used a card-selling platform to pay for it. Now it's gone, it was shut down."

Rod put the data cable back into his braid and looked at Lu Chaoge.

"Bro, your information has definitely been leaked, and the other party is a rich person. Judging from your expression, you should have guessed it."

Lu Chaoge was silent for a moment, then looked up and asked, "The other party probably doesn't know my specific information. Can you help me keep it hidden?"

"I've already added it for you. If the other party still wants to probe you, it will trigger a garbled virus." Rhodes seemed to have known Lu Chaoge's thoughts all along and had already made preparations in advance.

"Virus?" Lu Chaoge was somewhat surprised. Planting a virus in his brain?

Rhodes nodded, then chuckled.

"Don't worry, it's only local and won't affect you. What are you afraid of with your company's system? And although my technical skills are only so-so, this virus is my masterpiece. Even if a skilled hacker manages to crack it, they'll still get infected! Hehehe."

Looking at Rod's eerie smile, Lu Chaoge guessed that the virus must be something disgusting.

"Okay, thanks."

He glanced outside but didn't see the MiG-37.

"You're looking for Boss Yao? He was asked to leave by someone, apparently from Uptown Company, to discuss business."

"Business?" Lu Chaoge asked, somewhat surprised.

"Of course, everyone in District 43 knows that our Big O gang killed a cyber psychopath!"

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"Boss, are we dreaming?" Brubru swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.

MiG-37 didn't speak, but judging from his expression, he wasn't as calm as he seemed.

Am I dreaming?

Until I sat down in this lavishly decorated conference room, MiG-37 had a dreamlike, unreal feeling.

They thought they were just accompanying the NCPD to make a record and collect a reward, but unexpectedly, people from Ruian Technology approached them and wanted to cooperate.

What is the Big O Gang? It's a gang in the dungeon. Although it ranks high in the list, it's ultimately just a nobody who can't climb the wall.

What makes me think I'm worthy of being associated with the company?

But when you have that heavy paper contract in your hand, which gang wouldn't want the chance to get all of this?

But why?

MiG-37 didn't know, but as he stared at the densely packed contracts, his eyes held a clear sense of foolishness.

He doesn't understand.

However, Brubru, who was previously somewhat fearful and confused, has now started talking to people from the company. He is the gang's strategist and is very clever.

A service robot approached and knelt beside the MiG-37: "Dear guest, our supervisor invites you to a tour."

MiG-37 nodded, gave a few instructions to Blu-Blu-Blu beside him, and then got up and left.

He was led to an exhibition hall filled with military prosthetics, after which the robot left.

The MiG-37 stared blankly at those sophisticated and advanced military cybernetic bodies.

As a cyborg, he has a crazy passion for these cutting-edge weapons.

If I had a prosthetic body of that level, I might be able to subdue that cyber psychopath, and the gang members wouldn't have to suffer any injuries.

"Do you like it?" A voice interrupted his thoughts.

MiG-37 turned around and saw a well-dressed man in a suit, exuding the aura of an elite corporate employee.

He was about to say something when he froze, because the arrogant company dog ​​actually bowed down and apologized to him.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. MiG-37. It was our company's mistake that that cyber psychopath appeared in the Lower City. You stopped it and prevented more casualties."

"This collaboration is merely some compensation on our part."

With the other party's explanation, MiG-37 gradually understood the ins and outs of the matter.

Is the humanoid weapon codenamed "Owl" really that powerful?

"How could that be? It was just a failed experiment."

The company dog ​​sneered, "If it really is [Owl], then your Big O Gang should have been completely wiped out, instead of only 17 people dying or being injured."

These words made MiG-37 very uncomfortable. The number of 17 was the number MiG reported; there weren't actually that many, but it was what he had promised Lu.

But then he thought, if it weren't for Lu, perhaps it really would have been like that...

"What exactly is the real [Owl] like?" Miguel muttered to himself, while the company dog ​​tossed him a data chip.

"It's internal information; you can take a look for yourself."

After watching for a moment, the MiG-37 fell silent.

Everything shown in the video represents an individual far more powerful than the previous cyberpsychotics.

If an ordinary person can have a maximum of 10 prosthetic bodies, then [Owl] can have at least 20 or even more, and corporate prosthetic bodies are the minimum standard.

The number of prosthetic bodies that the [Owl] can carry almost exceeds the current known limit of humankind.

This can cause a powerful deviation in a person's mind, but only those who successfully adapt can be called "Owl".

"I disagree with those guys in the lab. [Owl] shouldn't be a mindless killing machine controlled only by programs. On the contrary, a rational mech is far more powerful; that's what [Owl] is all about..."

The company dog ​​spoke animatedly, while MiG-37 remained silent for a long time, roughly understanding what the other party meant.

Miguel shook his head.

"Sorry, I have no intention of becoming [Owl]."

The company dog ​​was silent for a moment, then laughed—a laugh that was undisguised contempt.

"Mr. Miguel, what gave you the illusion that you could become the Owl?"

"Just eliminating a failed product at such a high cost, if I may be so bold, perhaps only someone who can eliminate that failed product on their own is qualified to try."

"I..." Miguel was stunned. Had he misunderstood?

"Mr. MiG, you are weak, and the weak are not worthy of becoming [Owl]." The company dog ​​paused, and after noticing MiG 37's unusual expression, continued to speak.

"But we can help you become stronger. After all, you can't work with us dressed like this; it's an insult to the company's reputation." The company dog ​​pointed to the display on the wall and smiled, "You can choose and change freely."

Looking at the exquisite cybernetic weapons and then at his own damaged and dented armor, MiG-37 remained silent for a moment before nodding.

"Thanks."

The company dog's eyes gleamed with an unusual light as it smiled and spoke.

"You're welcome. Our company has always been happy to help others. I hope that when you stand before me again, you will have the heart of a strong person."