Chapter 465: Chapter 246 Face to Face with the Enemy_2
And such a command, for some mechanical bodies whose logic code wasnât written perfectly, easily becomes a vulnerability.
If everything is predicated on fulfilling the Creatorâs orders, then some other logic could be overridden.
"Possible." Thunder promptly responded: "But I need to first ask my masterâs opinion."
Desâs smile stiffened, this mechanical bodyâs logic processing was better than he had imagined.
He pondered briefly, then said: "Iâve thought it over, I indeed cannot go, however, please take this item to your master."
He returned to his room, took out a metal block the size of a fingernail, and handed it over to Thunder.
Thunder turned and left as if nothing was unusual, only after rounding the corner did he pick up the metal block to examine it and muttered, "Problem..."
"What on earth is this guy up to?" Li Ming watched in secret, not quite understanding.
After seeing Thunder turn and leave, Des quickly shut the room door and re-covered the peephole, his face faintly displaying anticipation.
Back within the coverage of the distorted stance, with a wave of his hand, the screens bristling with data streams all shifted to one side, revealing several new windows.
"Letâs see, just what level is this mechanical bodyâs logic." Des was eager to try, and a blank virtual screen showed a few jumping dots, seemingly searching for a signal.
Soon, a mass of data appeared on it, Des gave it a glance, seemingly very surprised, "Itâs actually not a closed-loop link, Azure Dragon, youâre really confident arenât you."
From the shadows behind, Li Ming finally understood what Des was doing; he was actually trying to crack Thunderâs base logic code.
"What an ingenious idea... This is my Mechanical Guard, after all." Li Ming chuckled, but on second thought, there was nothing wrong with what Des was doing.
This is also a drawback of mechanical bodies, if they encounter a highly skilled hacker, mechanical bodies become just another personâs toy.
Of course, there are solutions, and the closed-loop link that Des mentioned was one of them.
Once the mechanical bodyâs base logic code is encapsulated, it entirely isolates the mechanical body into an island, only capable of connecting to the outside via wires.
This way, the difficulty of attempting to crack it is much higher, but the downside is that command transmission is very time consuming.
This is generally only used on advanced combat mechanisms.
And his Mechanical Guard, by nature, is already not a simple smart program; things like closed-loop links are entirely unnecessary.
After discovering itâs not a closed-loop link, Des became more excited, quickly operating, that metal block was clearly a signal intermediary.
"To enter the smart program in the form of an analog signal, to reconstruct the base code..." Li Ming could barely make sense of what Des was doing, quite engrossed.
"Is it that simple?" Des was surprised during the operation, "There isnât even a virtual data wall, the signal filtering mechanism is shockingly poor, even the most basic sixteen-track signals can break through..."
He pulled up a screen, on which the logic code was neatly arranged.
Desâs eyes were filled with intrigue: "Hmm, very conventional logic operation code, as orderly as a textbook..."
"Since thatâs the case, letâs do a logic loop explosion." Desâs mouth twitched, he was well-versed in this kind of cracking method, importing external files, he pressed a button to start the preset program.
Immediately, a visual progress bar popped up on the virtual screen.
"Itâs actually this easy, could it be that Azure Dragon truly treated them like experimental prototypes, without many protective measures."
Des frowned, then remembered the discussion he had with the Mechanic Benny.
In the ten-plus days theyâve discussed those two combat mechanisms and reached varying conclusions.
Both Benny and Jesaya believed that those two combat mechanisms were just experimental prototypes, not perfect in many aspects.
After Azure Dragon, there will surely be the creation of more complete combat mechanisms.
"Experimental prototypes then," Des didnât mind.
After pondering for a moment, he looked up at the visual progress bar again, his expression slightly tense, "Huh?"
The progress bar didnât move at all, still at 0%.
"Why is this happening?" Des frowned, considering the difficulty just now, the overwriting progress shouldnât be this slow...
He couldnât understand it, pulled up the progress details, stared at them for a while, then suddenly stood up, his face showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost: "What... what is this!?"
His program was still in operation, the logic loop blasting and the bottom layer code reconstruction overwriting program, continuously transmitting data into the control core of that Mechanical Body via simulated signals.
Attempting to overwrite those neatly organized logic codes.
But hereâs the problem: although his program data had been sent in, it was like casting a stone into the seaâno response was elicited at all.
This abnormal situation immediately raised Desâs alertness, his forehead slick with cold sweat.
Either to be blocked off, to be destroyed by a program antivirus, or to successfully overwrite.
He wasnât new to this kind of hacking; there were generally only these three possibilities under normal circumstances,
but now he was facing a fourth possibilityâno response at all.
It was like a black hole, indiscriminately absorbing everything.
"What went wrong? Could this merely be a sham, a façade of a virtual core?" Des tried to find an explanation.
Moments later, his expression changed constantly as he decided to initiate a virus-like chainsaw blast.
Several of his virus programs, once leaked, could even cause a network paralysis in small-scale civilizations.
However, to Desâs anticipation, the same situation replayed: no reaction whatsoever, the incoming data absorbed without discrimination.
Desâs face was a picture of bewilderment. What kind of virtual core had this level of resistance?
Following that, as he watched the still-functioning logic code, an immense sense of dread surged in his heart, with an indescribable panic sweeping over his entire body.
Even when he had seen the two Combat Mechanisms holding their own against Brother, what he felt was more shock.
But now, it was completely different; this was his area of expertise, what he proudly considered his forte, yet it failed to create even a ripple against the adversary.
He would even prefer having Azure Dragon storm in front of him in a rage, demanding to know precisely what he had done, than face this eerie silence, this absence of reaction.
Those seemingly simple, orderly, conventional logic codes were like an immovable wall of steel, swallowing all adversaries.
"Itâs a ghost program!"
"I am unable to detect a ghost program thatâs in operation." Desâs temples throbbed as veins angrily pulsed: "Virtual data technology is also this formidable, who exactly is this guy!"
"He... whatâs wrong with him?" Li Ming watched Des with a panicky expression, face pale, at times clenching his teeth in rage, at other times curling up in a ball.
In this instant, Des even felt regret bubbling in his heart. Had he known the opponent was so mysterious, he wouldnât have considered Azure Dragon an enemy.
But now it was too late to say anything; the die was cast between them.
Unless he went to apologize right now, no... apologizing wasnât enough.
Objectively speaking, if he were in their place, and an enemy suddenly came to apologize.
The first thing heâd think wouldnât be to turn the situation from confrontation to peace, but "Itâs a trap!"
His face changing expressions, he finally came to his senses, quickly began to erase any traces of his actions, destroying the signal program in the chunk of metal, leaving behind only camouflage data.
It wasnât yet the end of the road; his face grim, at least this person would have to stay put within the Torch Organization for the time being, couldnât completely turn against him, and didnât know about his plans.
Maybe, the ghost program was also purchased by him, not written by himself; he comforted himself with this thought.
He wasnât without chances; he opened the previous data popup again, a multitude of screens disappeared, leaving only one remaining, with three black dots jumping in sequence.
Finally, the signal connected, the three dots turning into wave-rippled voice lines, the voice clear, cold, and calm: "Mechanic--Des."
"To actually get in touch with Asimara..." The astonished Li Ming thought to himself as he switched to the long-unused [Surveillance Pendant], utilizing its ability [Record], and began recording.