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Deep Web(2)
A bulletin board on the Deep Web where only Diamond level members can post.
Although there are not many posts posted per day, it is still a place that attracts an unrivaled number of views and topics within the community.
Since all of the members who can post have guaranteed identities and abilities, it is natural that interest is focused on the information they mention.
It is not uncommon in this network of shadowy scum that the messenger is considered more important than the message.
click.
After typing quickly, move the mouse to insert the prepared images and graphs one by one.
[Title: 3rd analysis table of the magnetic area commonly known as ‘Flame Flower’ developed by Evan Martinez]
Even after I finished inserting the diagram, the sound of typing continued for a long time.
=The amount of magical power unleashed by Thousand Times during the decisive battle appears to be enough to handle the development of a fairly small or medium-sized city.
=Estimated output is out of standard. It cannot be measured as a standard for measuring a magician’s magical power.
=Each petal is woven in at least tens of thousands of directions, and all of its construction is specified to have occurred simultaneously with the expansion of the area.
A brief explanation to explain the analysis results of each video and photo graph.
=The six petals that are symmetrical are the six magic cores that Cheonbeon possessed.
= Cheonbeon’s external magic core manufacturing technology appears to be particularly sophisticated and stable among those that have been revealed to the public.
=If it is clear that the heat source generated by the machine was used as the core, the production period itself is estimated to be significantly shorter.
Crackling.
= When all these processes are put together, the ability of the thousand-time magnetic field is core melting, which forces the six flame cores to unite.
= Although it requires a very long preheating, it is clear that the structure and conclusion of the procedure imitates the principle of nuclear fusion.
The author of the post added one last sentence and immediately pressed the post registration button.
= Therefore, it can be concluded that if there were no external variables, the possibility of losing a thousand times would be much lower than before.
Beep beep.
A post registered at the top of the deep web with a small beep sound.
Every time I hit refresh, the number of views began to increase by the thousands, and more than a dozen comments began to appear below that.
└This analysis-loving bastard is here again. Aren’t you tired of it?
└But I did come to a conclusion this time. Last time, it was just agitating with statistics.
└You’re still fussing over a match that’s already over. Solid color won, so why can’t it be acknowledged?
Immediately after a particularly harsh comment, a debate began to break out in the comment section.
└That’s because a strange monster intervened and ruined the fight, you idiot. Would you be able to understand it?
└I understand? If it weren’t for the fact that the fast was in his hands, he would have searched on the spot a thousand times. What bullshit.
└So something like that couldn’t have happened in the first place. Why are you acting like you don’t understand?
└Is it because you don’t want to talk to idiots who say “if” during a fight?
Although most of them were full of meaningless personal attacks, there were also those who seriously analyzed the content of the posts themselves.
└Still, the analysis of the post has many interesting parts. In particular, the comments on the magic core part smell like an expert.
└Core meltdown and nuclear fusion. These two phenomena are not the same thing in the first place. There seems to be insufficient evidence to draw a conclusion.
└Does anyone have a link to the first and second analysis tables posted by this person? I give you my secret fox_lover emoticon.
As soon as he said that, the comment window began to be filled with emoticons of a running fox, and other members started leaving comments in horror.
└Stop fucking talking.
└Even if you don’t do that, if you put that emoticon all over the place, they will get so excited and come visit you. I haven’t read the entire text yet.
└I wonder what that crazy uploader thought was so cute that he made it into an emoticon. There are a lot of really mentally ill people.
└Looks like I was looking for a post, but it’s not there anymore. It was reported to other members and deleted.
└In this trashy community, there was such a healthy report deletion function?
└That’s because most of the people who post here have either been hit by lightning or have had acquaintances get hit by them. Can you understand that fastness could have been lost?
As soon as Fast’s name comes up, the atmosphere in the comments quickly becomes harsh again.
└There is really no fan club. I never thought this shitty site would get any more shitty.
└Betting is over. Do you think that if I post something like this now, it will affect the dividends?
└You just have to admit that you could have won a thousand times, but you can’t admit it.
└Why do I have to admit it when it’s not true? The fact is that the lightning opened the sky and tore apart whether it was a fire flower or a fire star.
└So, if the nuclear fusion technique had been completed properly, the game might not have ended like that…
Even though it’s already been a few weeks since the thousand battles with Lumei ended, there are still so many unresolved mysteries in that fight.
Even though quite a bit of time has passed, the tone of the comments is extremely sharp, as if this is where I need to vent my regrets about not being able to finish the match.
└Those without skills just pretend to have a high opinion of them. This is why I don’t like the v1s discussion. But why is v/s banned?
└If you ask me, do you mean we can talk about it in real life? Why do weaklings try to act like experts?
└Send address. If we meet, you think we can’t do it?
└Wow, are you going to knit with this? Are they really assholes?
└Please write a review after we meet.
As the number of views and comments explodes, traffic to the bulletin board also increases exponentially.
Following the rapidly one-sided flow of information, sparks began to fly before Lennok’s eyes.
Pajik Pajik!
A faint sound of sparks flying beyond consciousness.
A bright light begins to pour in front of your eyes, along with a strange sensation as if a metal bar is being pulled against the back of your head.
A reckless shooting of electrical signals that even Lennoc could not immediately understand.
Bababababababaat!!
Waves of intense information pouring in hundreds of thousands of times per second violently pound our consciousness.
It wouldn’t be surprising if an ordinary person’s brain burned up just by connecting to this network for a short time.
However, Lennok stood sane and did not lose consciousness despite the rough and intense flow of signals flashing before his eyes.
This is not because all information is being processed with Lennok’s transcendent mental power or peak computing power.
The dream telescope, which physically constructs the forebrain space in reality, fundamentally blocks information pouring from the forebrain space from interfering with the user’s consciousness.
This is possible because the method does not directly connect Lennok’s consciousness to the deep web, but rather reproduces the information of the deep web within the realm of the dreamscape.
And Lennok’s first impression after connecting his consciousness directly to the deep web for the first time was-
“It’s extremely messy.”
Jijijijijik…!!
All kinds of viruses and dummy data malware block your eyes and stutter.
A pre-brain space where no form exists. All that is taking up most of that capacity are the remnants of broken and distorted programs and software.
Bibibbibibig!!
Dirty error code letters that seem to contaminate you just by touching them and red ransomware warnings pass before your eyes thousands of times.
It changes the address of the entire brain space in real time and ignores all malicious codes operating in all directions.
Lennok asked as he moved through the space of the network following Dabi’s lead.
“Is this what it all feels like when you look directly at the original network?”
[well. Wouldn’t they all be similar except for the public addresses on the central network directly under the city government?]
Dabi, who was quickly changing addresses and looking for a smooth connection point, answered.
[Security can only be established when its form and scope are clearly specified. This is the case for all addresses outside the central network that are not authorized.]
“So you were always hacking while going to and from these spaces?”
[I also don’t do this unless it’s absolutely necessary. If you backtrack some data a few times, you can quickly find the flow…]
The giant fox that was fluffing its tail wildly next to Lennok shook his head.
[Unless it’s an English network that requires specific software or extra permissions to access, there’s no reason to bother killing the defiler, right?]
“….”
This doesn’t mean that good wizards are good programmers or hackers.
Moreover, the terminology of the forebrain space commonly used in this world is so independently differentiated that even Lennok cannot fully understand it.
So even though Lennok didn’t understand half of what Dabi just said, he didn’t bother to ask Dabi in detail about it.
It is highly likely that the senses that spirits born in the forebrain space perceive and realize the network are completely different from those of humans.
Even if you ask the same question to a hacker of equal skill, you will probably get a completely different answer.
“After contacting the administrators of the deep web, make it a priority to find out the origin of the information they have.”
Therefore, Lennok focused on explaining to Dabi the information he could gauge.
“In the worst case, we may not be able to obtain the information itself, but we need to check how they obtain it.”
There is no other reason why Lennox wants the personal information of the leader and leader at this time.
Lapis’ failure to break through to District 19 and the meeting with the mayor at the end of the hearing.
This is because it occurred to me that traces of Kaise might remain not in other cities but in the global brain space within the Balkans.
A being named Alkaid who was with Kaise when the Black Consumer project was underway.
Who are they and at what point did they visit and leave the city? Although specific information is shrouded in mystery, it is clear that the circumstances were captured.
At this point, when the administrators of the deep web have directly acknowledged it, there is no longer any reason to hesitate.
However, that did not mean that they had to obediently agree to the deal they wanted.
“I am assisting with my magical power, but it is highly likely that the realm maintenance time of the Dream Warlock will not be as long as expected. “Let’s hurry.”
The development of the territory itself was done by Dabi himself, but the magic power to maintain the territory is supplied by Lennok.
However, even with the rapidly increased amount of magical power, building a magnetic field in reality for a long time would require enormous expenditure.
Even assuming that the chanting efficiency was improved by expanding the area, it would not be possible to last that long.
But even after hearing those words, Dabi nodded his head confidently.
[Do not worry. If the forebrain life forms that contacted the Master had the skills to call themselves managers, there was no way they would not notice the amount of information moving at this speed – Ah, I found it.]
“Are they managers?”
[Ah… That’s not it, this is the address they gave you?]
Lennok, who raised his gaze at Dabi’s puzzled words, finally realized where the forebrain space he had just arrived in was.
“…club?”
Doo doo doo!!
Baaaa!!
Colorful neon signs and loud EDM. Loud screams and moans pounding your eardrums.
Thousands of people dancing their hearts out in a huge club with no end in sight.
Wow!!!
A crowd of people running wild and screaming with mesmerized expressions.
And in the center of a large crowd of people, there is a man alone tapping away at his computer.
It seems as if the club’s DJ is taking up the space where he should be sitting and illuminating the atmosphere of the club itself.
The moment I realized that Lennok had a clear sense of self, unlike the distraught people at the club.
“Oh, you’re here.”
The man glanced back and opened his mouth.
“It’s faster than I thought. “Maybe it was written by an editor?”
“….”
“That can’t be possible. “Because there are no algorithms or software that work across this network in the first place.”
The man who was questioning himself said while looking down at the scene of the club.
“Traffic is increasing in real time. If this continues, it will take away the quota from the central network and disrupt the signal flow in the city.”
Even though there was no answer, he spoke in a pretensely cheerful tone.
“The city council knows it, but they won’t act. I know that just because the deep web exists, a lot of public opinion can be buried there. Now, many officials from both the shadowy and sunny regions spy on this place from time to time. “Here, anyone can hide their identity and do whatever they want.”
He waggled his finger.
“It’s as if over a thousand people were going to have a thousand decisive battles with you and were trying to draw conclusions based on their own opinions.”
“….”
“So how was it?”
The man slowly turned his chair around and shrugged his shoulders at Renok.
“I’m curious as to what the champion who created an uproar throughout the Balkans thinks about the outcome of the last fight.”
“….”
Instead of responding, Lennok looked around the man.
Not a quiet server room or workroom with computers, but the middle of a vast club.
However, Lennok did not forget that this was not the actual reality, but a deep web network that imaged the entire brain space.
A forebrain space created in reality through Dabi’s dream vision. The deep web is accessed by connecting a network.
In other words, none of the people gathered here are real human beings.
“Who are these people?”
“Have you heard of EB? Electronic bouncer. Electra Buffer. “It is a type of electronic drug that goes by various names, and is a product that delivers very strong hallucinations by sending electrical signals directly to the brain.”
The man said, sitting upside down in his chair and leaning on his arms.
“If you take EB and connect to the network, people who have taken it can see and share the same hallucinations. The electrical signals that stimulate the brain react with the network, forcing the minds to connect to each other. Then, users gather together, occupy this virtual space, and play around among themselves to their heart’s content.”
“….”
The man chuckled.
“I’m renting out my spare space just for the fun of watching these idiots, but these guys don’t even care how they die in real life. I’m just enjoying the feeling of my brain growing accustomed to the electrical signals hitting my brain. “I won’t deny that it’s a pretty good feeling when you’re in a network.”
“….”
“Well, in a way, it might be wise. I realized earlier than others how meaningless reality is. I just couldn’t make a wise choice because I didn’t know how. Children who grow up precociously tend to have bigger accidents. If we look at it that way, I guess we can say that this network is still dependent on reality. Or rather, the opposite?”
There is so much talk that I get really sick of it when I just listen.
Even though he is firing at rapid fire, most of his words are limited to personal sentiments or meaningless fantasies.
But he seemed to be somewhat intoxicated with himself for saying that.
“Natural talent, origin, birth, connections, and money have no meaning here. “All we need is the bare minimum to maintain consciousness in this broken network.”
The man’s eyes, looking at Lennok through his sunglasses, glowed strangely.
“Otherwise, how could a guy like me dare to face the greatest genius in Balkan history?”
“….”
“But I must admit that your abilities are much greater than I thought. I had no idea that normal lines or networks would not be used at all while accessing the deep web. I’ve been tracing your network access path since a while ago, but I can’t even find the coordinates. “How did you do it?”
“you.”
Lennok, who had been listening to the man in silence, spoke.
“This is not the manager who spoke directly with me.”
“….”
“It’s subtle, but the speed at which the answer comes back and the reaction are different. “Where are the other managers?”
The sight of a man who suddenly became speechless for the first time. Lennok lifted his gaze.
Ear-piercing music and cheers rang out from all around you.
However, ignoring the external noise, what Lennok was looking for earlier was on the other side.
From the moment he heard Jenny’s explanation, he knew that there was not just one administrator of the deep web.
So, are the other administrators not here and is the only one waiting for Lennok?
“There is some misunderstanding. We’re not managing this entire huge illegal network. To be precise, we are finding interpretable areas within the network and reorganizing them to function in the form of a community.”
The man shrugged his shoulders.
“It takes some time because we manage different parts and the address has to be bypassed several times to avoid tracking. “I hope you will be patient and wait.”
“Wait?”
Lennok’s gaze sank coldly.
“Do you think that’s what the person who contacted me first would say?”
“…In reality, you would have been a superhuman who would always be in a superior position. “I understand it comes out that way.”
The man paused for a moment at the sad momentum and let out a subtle laugh.
“But I can’t give you special treatment here. There is no room for that. “Forcing people to do something they can’t do won’t make the process faster.”
“….”
As expected from earlier, there was something strange about this manager’s attitude.
An ambiguous attitude, as if he was strangely not pleased with Lennok but was trying to keep talking to him.
Even though he intentionally put pressure on him with strong words, instead of resisting or bowing down, he instead tried to provoke Lennok.
At that moment, Lennok was watching the manager’s reaction, which did not seem friendly.
The manager asked, pretending not to notice anything and operating the computer.
“If it’s really free, why don’t we make a simple bet? There is a game that we enjoy playing to kill time. “When there is a conflict of opinion about the direction of the community, this is often used to make decisions.”
“….”
Just as Lennok was about to ignore it, the man spoke again.
“If you win, we will first reveal one of the pieces of information we have prepared for this transaction. “However, if I win, please do me one personal favor.”
“Please…”
As soon as he heard those words, Lennok saw through the manager’s intention and laughed.
“It wasn’t a coincidence that he came out first and was waiting for me.”
“Think whatever you want. But if you see the value of the information I have, your mind will change, right?”
The man smiled and loaded the monitor screen and displayed it in front of Lennok.
“Topics scheduled to be discussed at the [high-level meeting] you are scheduled to attend. Have you ever thought of being curious?”
“….”
“The position of a priest has recently suddenly become vacant within the denomination. What about the next candidates?”
The man smiled meaningfully at Lennok, who did not respond.
“Or about the fact that among the apostles of the church, there is someone who instigated the assassination of Lightning?”
“….”
“You have a lot of time, so think about it comfortably. “I just want to confirm the capabilities of the Grand Wizard, who possesses brain interference abilities that are so outstanding that even administrators are surprised.”
“You reveal your true feelings and shamelessly make excuses.”
Lennok asked with a cold smile.
“What games do we use for betting?”
“There are many things. “Any test to test the ability to intervene in the global brain space, such as network backup or hacking module production and deleted data recovery, is possible.”
The manager said so and floated the catalog onto the monitor.
said the manager, who classified the games according to difficulty with natural hand gestures.
“But what I would like to recommend is the [AI Maze], which is known to be the most difficult among them.”
“AI maze?”
“It’s a game where you create an artificial intelligence that can pass through a maze of wired firewalls and security, and compete to see who can reach the finish line first.”
“….”
When Lennok fell silent, the manager chuckled as if he knew that would happen.
“Was this too complicated? Artificial intelligence or algorithm writing is probably not your specialty, so if you want, go for the easier [Scheme Response Analysis Module]-”
“Let’s make it an AI maze.”
“Okay, if this feels difficult, there’s nothing I can do – what?”
“Did I say it was a game that creates artificial intelligence? “Start right away.”
Artificial intelligence and algorithm writing skills.
The Thunder Spirit, who specializes in that field more than anyone else, is diligently collecting fox_lover emoticons next to Lennok at this very moment.
Lenok smiled coldly as he looked at the manager with a puzzled expression and nodded.
“That would be the fastest way to finish it before the other managers arrive.”
