Chapter 61: 53
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Brigitte's red figure appeared not far away.
Watching her movements lag and stutter due to data latency, Alex Carter couldn't help but feel amused.
"This is our BBS, the data fortress, the bridge to the deep web!" Brigitte introduced the area to Alex.
Her tone carried evident pride.
For her, this place was something to be proud of.
"Well, impressive. Let's get started."
Brigitte ignored Alex's perfunctory response and nodded: "The neural network connection between you and Silverhand will be temporarily strengthened to capture memories."
"What we're seeking is Alt's data."
Alex was already aware of this.
The current Alt was no longer Johnny Silverhand's girlfriend.
She had become a powerful rogue AI, operating beyond the human-forbidden zone known as the Blackwall.
This Blackwall protected humanity from attacks by rogue AIs on the other side.
The only way to draw Alt out was by using the fragments related to her in Johnny's memory.
With that, Brigitte extended her hand...
Alex's conscious vision flickered, and then Johnny's memory images appeared, with the progress bar below constantly rewinding...
...
The man with silver arms finished his performance and had a heated argument with his bandmates.
After returning to the lounge, he shared an intimate moment with his waiting girlfriend, which soon turned into an endless quarrel.
From inside to outside...
Facing provocation from several gangsters, the man drew his gun in anger.
But in the end, a pair of mantis blades pierced his abdomen from behind, and he could only watch as his girlfriend was kidnapped by Arasaka...
He called for reinforcements and stormed Arasaka. When he saw his girlfriend again, she had already lost her life.
...
"Alright, just ask what you want to ask." In cyberspace, Johnny's red figure appeared before Alex.
"Uh... nothing to ask." Alex touched his nose awkwardly.
The questions he had were already answered when he played the game.
"It's really unfair." Johnny leaned on the railing and sighed:
"You got a front-row seat to my memories, but you threw me back at a critical moment."
Alex shrugged: "You can't blame me for that; it's not something I wanted."
But on another note.
Alt... well, she's something else.
It's just that Johnny's moment with her was a bit brief, and it was over too soon.
Rumor had it that Alt was having issues with him.
"You didn't think anything inappropriate, did you?" Johnny asked suspiciously.
Alex quickly shook his head: "Of course not, I was just thinking you're a bit of a scumbag."
"And you're any different? You clearly like V but flirt with Panam. You don't even spare that little girl Judy," Johnny retorted.
"You don't understand, I'm not like you," Alex wagged his finger at Johnny.
"You just want to sleep with them; I want to give them a home."
"..." Johnny twitched.
He was genuinely impressed by Alex's rhetoric.
If he'd had Alex's skills with words, he might have carried a nuke to bomb Arasaka himself.
After some banter, Alex returned to the Voodoo Boys' BBS with a single thought.
"Alright, the Silverhand memory fragments have been copied, and now we'll pass the data through the Blackwall."
"First, we need to go deeper..."
As Brigitte's voice faded, a boundless world composed entirely of endless data fragments appeared before Alex.
And Alex involuntarily stepped in...
The entire space above and below was entirely formed of vast amounts of data.
Only in the far distance, a dangerous red light flickered.
In the next instant, the red light filled his vision.
He didn't know when, but they had reached the edge of the "Blackwall"!
The Blackwall, composed of crimson data streams, constantly bulged into various shapes.
Alex subconsciously took a half step back.
He was well aware.
Those shapes were wild, roaming AIs beyond the Blackwall, searching for a way in.
And in this cyberspace, he was no match for these digital entities.
Looking at the towering black wall before her, Brigitte sighed, "Few have reached the other side, and none have returned."
"Cut the chatter, let's get started," Alex frowned.
He didn't want to linger in this place where his life was beyond his control.
"This requires you to take the data and cross to the other side of the Blackwall," Brigitte said.
Alex sneered.
As expected.
He already knew the outcome.
Now, except for him, who was familiar with the plot, no one knew whether this method would work.
And if it didn't work, without the Blackwall's protection, Alex would be at the mercy of the AIs.
To put it bluntly, this was the second time the Voodoo Boys had used him.
But that's fine; it's precisely what he needed.
As for settling scores, that could wait until he was out. Better late than never!