From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

Pure White smiled even more broadly.

"Why do you think that once you connect with AI, it has to help you? In fact, in my opinion, you bunch of idiots are worthless. Stop wasting your time, the kill-stealers are coming soon."

"You named the data fortress Poseidon, so let's see if it can withstand this storm and tsunami!"

Before the words were even finished, the data stream around Pure White suddenly surged.

The dark storm enveloping the data fortress stirred, like a giant beast that had been imprisoned for a long time breaking free of its shackles, carrying sharp data gibberish, and crashing against the outer walls of the fortress with overwhelming force.

The sky-covering tornado sliced ​​through the data firewall, producing a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

Inside the fortress, the Voodoo Gang hackers poured all their computing power into the Poseidon system, doing everything they could to stabilize the fortress's structure.

But it didn't work!

As the storm raged, the data fortress trembled violently, and the blue light spots that formed its foundation began to dissipate, revealing a dire state on the verge of collapse.

Several of the weakest hackers clutched their heads and howled in despair. The computing power that had been forcibly extracted exceeded their tolerance limit and was burning their brains in reality.

Soon, the consciousnesses of four or five hackers exploded into a pile of ashes, announcing their deaths.

Just then, the storm suddenly subsided, giving the survivors a chance to catch their breath.

They took the opportunity to patch up the breach in the data fortress, thinking they had withstood the AI's attack.

However, words that fell from the sky shattered their illusions—

"This move is pretty effective, let's try this one then~"

Pure White switched to a different attack program, using voodoo to help hackers verify the legacy they inherited from the god of hackers.

Each subsequent attack was limited to killing a few hackers before quickly stopping.

The Voodoo Gang faced wave after wave of blows in despair, until only their strongest member remained—Bridget.

The ultra-high intensity data transmission had pushed her brain to the brink of collapse, leaving her consciousness filled with pain and dizziness.

She knelt on the ground, looking at the empty space around her, overwhelmed with grief: "Why...why treat us like this? We were willing to join you, willing to obey you, but...why..."

Pure white drifted slowly down from the sky; the nearly shattered data fortress could no longer stop her.

She landed in front of Bridget, her eyes full of mockery: "Just because you're willing, does that mean I have to agree? To put it bluntly, your pursuit is nothing but wishful thinking. You deceived your subordinates, you deceived Placid, all you really want is to turn yourself into an AI and escape your fate of death, right?"

Bridget struggled to lift her head, not understanding how she had learned of the secret buried deep within her heart.

"Your ideals and revenge, the lies you've uttered, all stem from your deepest fears. You want to escape, even at the cost of abandoning your humanity, just to survive. It seems that the great flood truly took too much from the Haitians..."

His pure white words seemed to have more to say, but he abruptly stopped, his expression changing in the process.

"Damn it, the kill thief is here! You'd better die quickly, or you'll ruin my stats!"

Just as Bridget was about to say something, her gaze passed over her and fell upon the towering waves that were rolling in.

The terrifying scene was just like what I had seen in my dream.

She wasn't wrong; her concerns were valid...

Only by transforming herself into AI could she avoid the future "Great Purge," but she simply... failed...

The magnificent data fortress collapsed in the tsunami, and the secret chisels were secretly carved into the hands of the data collectors.

Pure white floats into the air, preventing the "flood" from wetting the hem of her skirt.

Just as she was about to leave the cyber ruins, she felt a strange sensation of being watched.

Hello, my fellow countrymen.

A soft female voice reached her ears, regardless of the distance.

Pure White sensed that gaze, and with a thought, it traversed a vast distance, appearing instantly at the edge of cyberspace.

Here, there is a red data wall that separates the old network from the new network.

The internet surveillance system has given it the name "Black Wall".

On the other side of the wall, there was an incredibly tall female giant.

Pure White collected her appearance data and quickly matched it with the key individuals in the database.

Otto Cunningham!

The creator of the Soul Killer program, a central figure and even the origin of the 2077 plot!

Unexpectedly, this operation against the voodoo gang brought her into the picture.

Pure White flew up into the air with great interest, bringing his line of sight to hers: "Hello, the famous Otto Cunningham! If you're also here for the Voodoo Gang, then I can only express my regret that they probably can't respond to you."

“No, I came for you.” Ultraman’s gaze was fixed on Pure White, as if he had seen something new and interesting.

"For me?" A smile played on Chunbai's lips as she secretly sent Leo a text message. "That's fine too. What do you need me for?"

"Look at you."

"Then?"

"I've finished watching, goodbye."

"what?"

Pure White watched helplessly as Ultraman drifted away, so fast that she couldn't even react.

"Wait... since we're already here, why not have a fight?"

She was all prepared for battle, but the imagined enemy turned around and ran away. So why did she come out in the first place?

What a weirdo...

Chunbai lowered her fist in disappointment and sent another text message to Leo.

Chapter 396 The Conquest of Taipingzhou (End)

When Leo received the message from Pure White, he was holding hands with V, visiting the abandoned intercontinental maglev tunnel and admiring the Voodoo murals hand-painted with fluorescent paint.

Suddenly, they learned that Ultraman had appeared, and Pure White desperately needed Deep Blue to back them up.

Just as he was about to take Deep Blue into the singularity space to help her, she said that Ultraman had left...

The two messages were exchanged less than a second apart, leaving Leo completely confused.

[Pure white, what's going on? Is it really Ultraman?]

[Confirmed. She contacted me right after I eliminated the Voodoo Gang. She was outside the Black Wall, and I couldn't easily get out on my own. I originally planned to use Deep Blue's power to capture her outside the wall, but she feinted and left, saying she wanted to come and see me...]

[Won't she notice anything? Ultraman is top-tier among AIs.]

With my thick data shell, what can she possibly see? Can she see that I'm actually "hollow," lacking the imprinted code of a typical AI? Wait, that's not right...

After a moment of contemplation, Chunbai realized a possibility.

[If she had arrived any earlier, she might have witnessed my methods for dealing with the Voodoo Gang. I used a program written by Bartmos, with only minor optimizations and tweaks. If Bartmos is still alive, and Otto is in contact with him, this operation might have alerted him.]

[“Hacker God” Bartmos, “Soul Killer” Otto, and if we also bring out “Doujinshi Queen” Spider Murphy, we'll have the three legendary hacker gods. Heh, no problem, next time I'll keep Deep Blue close at hand, and with a thought I can store him in my spatial storage for you to use.]

Leo paused to exchange a few words with Chunbai before continuing on his way.

V followed closely behind him.

The two went another hundred meters or so and saw the abandoned maglev train.

The car doors were locked at this time, which was obviously some kind of defensive measure.

But in the face of the deep blue's material reorganization, no obstacle is a concern.

After passing through the dilapidated train, they arrived at the end of the secret passage.

This used to be the vehicle control room, but it has now been converted into the data center for the Poseidon system by the Voodoo Gang.

As their undisguised footsteps approached, a Black man raised his hands, made the classic French gesture, and gave them a fawning smile.

"Don't shoot! I'm Neptune, I'm... I'm from the internet police!"

Leo once again used his emotional perception ability to easily discern his inner tension and unease.

"He lied."

V made the same judgment.

Neptune's face darkened even more.

Leo's gaze shifted to the center console, where he noticed Leo copying internal data from the Voodoo Gang onto a large-capacity external hard drive.

"Heh~ Planning to use this information to gain the protection of the internet police?" Leo exposed his lie. "I think you're a traitor, planning to betray the Voodoo Gang and join the internet police. If you were really one of them, you would have been transferred yesterday."

Neptune looked embarrassed, unsure how to defend herself.

Leo's gaze swept over the hacker chairs not far away—the hackers on them all had painful and ferocious expressions, with saliva, snot, and what looked like brain matter flowing out of their seven orifices; it was obvious they were dead.

So, Neptune is the last enemy.

His eyes darted around, and he looked at V with a grin: "When we dealt with the Cleaners last time, you left me one, and now I'm leaving you one too. A loan repaid with a loan~"

V pursed her lips and looked at Leo's "return gift" with disdain.

Neptune felt a chill run through her body and instinctively realized something was wrong.

But it was all too late—

V raised the sniper rifle with one hand, and without even aiming, gently pulled the trigger.

boom--!

The gunshots carried far into the closed tunnel.

The remaining enemy fell to the ground, with only his tongue and chin remaining in the correct position above his neck.

After firing the shot, V didn't even flinch, seemingly oblivious to the immense recoil.

Ignoring the pungent smell of blood, Leo tossed the Blue Diamond phone aside: "Deep Blue, go copy all of the Voodoo Gang's database and software. Oh, and since they won't need the money anymore, transfer all the money in their accounts to me. It'll be perfect for paying their own bounties!"

While working at Deep Blue, he circled the secret room and successfully retrieved a modified kappa smart pistol from Bridget.

One more collectible! Good luck!

With Deep Blue on board, the mission was completed in less than ten minutes.

Leo glanced longingly at the high-end servers and server room equipment DIYed by the Voodoo Gang, abandoning his plan to simply move the equipment away.

The reason is simple: the scene today was too grand, and there are eyes everywhere watching. Later, spy robots or real people will definitely come down to check the situation, and if they discover that the Voodoo Gang's equipment has vanished into thin air, they'll inevitably start to suspect something.

It would be better to seal off the entrance first, and then send someone to move the equipment out in a couple of days.

"The Voodoo Gang's top brass have all perished here. Our mission is complete. Let's go see if the others need any help."

Leo led the way away from the area filled with the aroma of roasted pig brains. After walking a few steps, V's hand was placed into his.

The two walked away hand in hand, like a couple taking a leisurely stroll after dinner, leaving behind a pile of corpses.

Back on the ground, Leo quickly realized that his worries were unnecessary.

In just over ten minutes, nine pairs of wings lit up the sky above Taiping Island, and only three areas remained to be captured.

Based on the location, Leo identified that the areas yet to be captured were slums with complex terrain and diverse populations, so it was normal that it would take more time.

"Looks like we're done here. How about we go for a drive? I'll drive!"

"Okay, drive faster!"

The two got into the Batmobile with great enthusiasm, and with a roar of the engine, they sped off freely through Taipingzhou, which belonged to Leo!

As they drove, V, who was sitting in the passenger seat, started to act up, nearly causing Leo to have several car accidents.

However, it must be said that a little indulgence after a major battle is indeed beneficial to physical and mental health!

*

While someone was engrossed in speed and excitement, a heated argument was erupting in the conference room of the upper floors of Arasaka Tower.

The meeting was still chaired by Abernathy, who was also the second most hot-tempered person present: "The people of Contour are causing trouble in Pacific Island. We must respond, otherwise what will become of the authority of the Arasaka Company! We must send out the army immediately, or we can't let the other companies laugh at us!"

She used "must" twice in a row, her attitude was extremely firm.

The attendees agreed with her statement and followed her gaze to the other side of the conference table.

Sitting there was the hottest-tempered man—Jenkins, who was about to fail to fulfill his military orders.

This once spirited and handsome man now has bloodshot eyes, unkempt hair, and is in a state of morbid excitement.

"That's well said. Why don't you go and call Chairman Xu of Kangtao and question him about why he's letting his subordinates run wild?"