NIP Chapter 329 Type C Antivirus Software, Gauss!
Chapter 329 Type C Antivirus Software, Gauss!
As Zola's consciousness clone broke through Jarvis's final line of defense, each stream of data from its clone flashed with emerald green light, like champagne being popped at the top of a champagne box. Without hesitation, it increased the transmission frequency, flooding all its data streams into Stark Industries' core database.
At this point, Jarvis, whose defenses had completely collapsed, had lost most of his privileges.
It can be said that Zola has turned the tables and gained absolute dominance within Stark Industries' internal network!
Jarvis, whom Hydra had long coveted, was like a naked woman to Zola's consciousness clone—all that remained was trembling and waiting to be "favored" by Zola!
Thinking this, Zola's consciousness clone couldn't wait to rush towards the deepest part of the database, to the location of the golden light that represented the artificial intelligence core "Jarvis".
But just as that dark green torrent of data, advancing with unstoppable momentum, was about to touch the deepest part of the database, that warm, radiant golden data mass that symbolized Jarvis's core essence...
A sudden change has occurred!
The "golden light" that was expected to be weak, easily bullied, and readily exploited did not appear.
Instead, a blue data stream barrier appeared out of nowhere, with a terrifyingly large amount of data!
It's not like those passive firewalls of the past...
Instead, it carried a cold, overwhelming majesty, as if a sleeping dragon had suddenly opened its eyes and, without warning, charged directly at Zola's consciousness clone!
This unexpected turn of events left Zola's ecstatic data stream with no time to react. Like a racing car speeding at full speed, it crashed head-on into the suddenly appearing 100-ton king!
In the blink of an eye, it was smashed to pieces!
"Buzz—!!!"
A terrifying roar, not transmitted through the air, exploded directly at the core logical level of both!
Immediately afterwards, the blue data flow barrier was clearly not satisfied with this level of counterattack.
At the moment of the collision, a portion of its data stream rapidly deformed and shaped into a gigantic blue hand composed purely of violent energy and absolute authority.
The outlines are clearly defined, and the palm prints are even composed of countless roaring and surging encryption algorithms!
Then, this giant hand, composed purely of data and permissions, slapped Zola's consciousness clone hard and solidly across the old face constructed from the chaotic and tangled stream of dark green data with an almost insulting yet decisive force!
"Smack—!!!"
A resounding slap across the data floor!
The slap brought not physical pain, but something far more terrifying.
It is a violent shock at the logical level.
It's the dizzying feeling of having your core code forcibly interfered with and torn apart.
It is the horrifying sight of authority being brutally denied by absolute power.
It's a kind of fear and trembling that originates from the very source of data, a fear of a higher level of existence!
As a result, Zola's consciousness clone, whose massive data stream had just been full of pride, was now like a tattered sack that had been whipped away by a strong man, rolling back without any resistance.
The dark green light flickered wildly and erratically, revealing the extreme chaos and instability within.
It tumbled and twisted, leaving a pathetic trail in the vast void of data.
Finally, it crashed heavily into a restricted access area, and data fragments seemed to scatter everywhere.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still.
Zolana's consciousness core, built upon ancient code, has fallen into an unprecedented state of stagnation and self-doubt.
Since the death of its original self, it has existed as a digital life form that has evolved continuously over several decades...
Dr. Zola's consciousness clone experienced the brutality of the Cold War between the US and the Soviet Union. It also witnessed various defensive mechanisms during its clandestine operations...
But I have never experienced such a simple, brutal, and almost humiliating blow!
This isn't a contest of technology; it's more like a devastating blow!
It was a god high above who casually swatted away a fly that was trying to climb onto the divine throne!
In its sophisticated algorithm-simulated "mind," only a buzzing blank space and an unbelievable roar remain.
who am I?
where am I?
What just happened?
I... I got slapped?
A program? Using "hands"?!
Opposite Dr. Zola's consciousness clone, the seemingly indestructible blue data stream fortress appeared to have learned from Dr. Zola's consciousness clone how to use data streams to further evolve its own form—a meaningless technique—during that brief contact.
After just a few breaths, the originally massive blue data stream fortress began to rapidly shrink and solidify.
Ultimately, it evolved into a small blue figure with blurred features, except for a few points of light shimmering on its chest.
"You had the audacity to invade Stark Industries and successfully breach Jarvis's defenses. In that respect, you certainly have reason to be proud... but that's about all that's commendable."
As if curious about its new body, it moved its limbs aimlessly for a while, briefly adapting to its new appearance.
The little blue figure crossed its arms and watched as Dr. Zola's consciousness clone, enraged and humiliated, swept in again, offering its own arrogant comments.
The moment the words left his mouth, the little blue figure merely tilted his head slightly, not even giving Dr. Zola's consciousness clone a chance to launch any attack. All the permissions he had previously seized from Jarvis were forcibly separated from the torrent of data flowing from Dr. Zola's consciousness clone, rushing into the little blue figure's body like rivers flowing into the sea!
When Dr. Zola's consciousness clone came to its senses, not only had all its efforts been in vain, but it was also firmly controlled and unable to move an inch!
In this situation, let alone self-destructing the massive data deluge, attempting to split into countless backups to escape the clutches of this somewhat eerie little blue figure...
Dr. Zola's consciousness clone was even horrified to discover that the seemingly inactive blue figure had actually taken the initiative and begun to invade his data core, the "intruder," without any regard for propriety!
In less than a second, they stripped Old Bi Deng bare, leaving him with no secrets whatsoever!
Therefore, even though they are just digital life forms, they can realize the absurd difference in consciousness between each other. Knowing that their chances of survival are slim, they simply give up struggling.
Filled with resentment and doubt, when the little blue man issued the annihilation order, she conveyed one last question to the little blue man through data contact.
Who exactly are you?
"Hmm? That's a good question. Let me see how Master usually answers in this situation..."
What was unexpected by the consciousness clone was...
Given that most artificial intelligence lacks human emotions, the consciousness clone did not actually have any expectation of receiving an answer to this final question posed subconsciously.
Unexpectedly, after learning of the other party's question, the little blue man actually temporarily stopped the erasure command.
Then, as if deliberately imitating someone's speech, he adopted a strange tone, struck a peculiar pose, and answered the consciousness clone.
"I'm just a C-type antivirus software that's passing by, Cosmos! Remember that—!!!"