Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Looking out of the window, there is not much difference between Night City and Gotham in the dawn, but after sitting in a luxurious panoramic floating car, you can find this city located in the wilderness from a bird's eye view of the whole city. The city on the Internet is still somewhat different from Gotham.

"Gotham doesn't have so many slums! Our slums are all concentrated on Naihe Island, and the rest of the place is bright and bright, like a bad orange with a fragrant rind."

Harry, who was sitting next to Mason, curled her lips, while her "evil twin" Quinn sat on the other side of Mason, folded her arms and said coldly:

"Gotham is much more vibrant than this city. I didn't see a group of living people down there, they were just walking dead."

"Your senses are very keen, Miss Quinn."

Ms. Huazi, who was the guide in this floating vehicle, chuckled lightly, and she agreed with it very much:

"The appearance of Night City is already degenerate, especially after the execution of 'upload' when the world is destroyed, the people who have fallen into illusory are full of despair for the future.

Although when they were still alive, they didn't have much hope in their hands.

But at that time, at least it was possible to use rhetoric such as "freedom" to inspire people's hearts, and raise a banner that never existed to cover the facade.

And now, there's nothing here.

Although our technicians tried their best to restore the appearance of the data world to 100%, and even imitated the laws of physics to the extreme, but unfortunately, no matter how perfect the falsehood is, it cannot be compared with the cold reality. "

"But you always have a way to stabilize the data."

Mason sat on the comfortable sofa with his eyes slightly closed. He was not very interested in the scenery of Night City, mainly because he had experienced it many times.

He even knows the locations of all kinds of "treasures" hidden around the city.

If it weren't for the tight schedule of this trip, Mason would really have the idea to drive around Night City in a floating car and take Harley and Quinn to play a treasure hunt game.

The two of them are sure to love the one-of-a-kind quirky clothes and accessories.

"V once told me that you created a real data world in Mikoto to preserve the activity of data consciousness?"

Mason asked:

"How does it work?"

"The principle is actually very simple."

Miss Huazi flipped her hair and introduced:

"The cheapest way to make these people feel 'alive' and stimulate their emotions regularly to avoid redundancy and lack of consciousness data is to make them feel happy.

Games, Superdreams, books, drugs, entertainment circles and the like are all very vulgar content but have the most direct sensory stimulation, and can satisfy the most basic social interaction and information collection of human beings, giving them a place to vent their dissatisfaction. Share gossip and share opinions with people you don't know, output emotions and finally have a hearty quarrel.

Let these cheap entertainments flood all parts of society and put them within reach.

When a person's life is wrapped and filled with "happiness", his sense of satisfaction will rise rapidly, and occasionally there will be a little higher stimulation, such as street racing or underground black boxing games allowed by law, or created by public opinion Bring out hot topics, provoke confrontation and conflicts to consume their excess energy.

There is no need to chase dreams, and no need to think about the future.

Enjoy the moment, enjoy the happiness.

We only need to maintain the basic satisfaction at the physical level and the continuous bombardment of information at the psychological level, and one fleeting hot spot after another can always help us solve many unnecessary troubles at the level of social governance.

Set cognitive classification, generate garbage data, create information cocoons, and turn the entire society into an emotional trash can and echo chamber, thereby drowning out those sensitive information.

As long as no one wants to actually chase the truth, then the truth is not a problem.

It sounds complicated.

But all that I've described can be achieved with a little publicity.

We have been maintaining this model ever since Mikoshi was used to perform world-wide consciousness uploads, and it seems to be working great so far.

Although the number of cyberpsychotic individuals due to data corruption is increasing every month, compared to the overall data volume of the world, such a small loss is acceptable. "

Mason nodded, Hua Zi's words were not concealed, and the words "Nipple Le" were written on his face.

He therefore said with emotion:

"For most people, ideals and the future are heavy things in existence, and throwing them away can indeed make you move forward lightly. But are you not afraid to waste these consciousness data all the time?

As far as I know, you should have a 'civilization reconstruction agreement', right? "

"No, no."

Miss Hua Zi maintained a perfect manner, she lowered her head and replied softly:

"This is a fake, Mason-dono. When our civilization needs to set sail again, a simple 'amnestic' procedure is all it takes to restore them to their perfect 'factory settings'.

If necessary, we can also fabricate collective memory that does not exist on a large scale to complete the social restart.

This is perfectly possible with our technology.

This may be our sad place. Right now, we are just data in the form of code. In front of a data god like Batemos, we don't even have the power to perceive reality. "

"You are dissatisfied."

Quinn, who was on Mason's left, put Little Sweetheart's hand in his belly, stared at Miss Huazi, and said:

"You want to rebel, you want more power, you want to say 'no' to your god!"

Miss Huazi did not answer.

But her silence already represented her attitude.

"Are you having a good time in Gotham?"

Mason suddenly asked an irrelevant question, Huazi then smiled, nodded and said:

"Although I was robbed 15 times when I only went out 22 times in that city for more than a month, I actually liked it there.

Compared with the chaos in Night City, the people of Gotham are really hospitable.

I really want to move there if I can. "

"you can go."

Mason said:

"Buy a house in Gotham, choose the decoration plan, buy furniture yourself, and maybe raise a dog. Although you are no longer at the helm of a large consortium that can dominate the world, you will have to earn money to support yourself in the future. For loans, relationships Headaches related to law and order issues.

But I guess, you'd be willing to pay something to be free from shikoshi forever, right? "

"Um?"

Hua Zi's expression froze.

For the first time, she looked at Mason with a not-so-perfect manner, and the bionic eyes stared straight at him, as if to judge whether Mason was joking.

After a few seconds, she took a deep breath and said:

"Yes, I would! I've even begged a few cats from Ms. Selina to keep them in my dorm, although I accidentally let them run away, and I hate changing their litter, but I mean, can I really?"

"Gotham and even that world welcomes all those who have contributed to it, Huazi, whether they are real flesh and blood or not."

Mason waved his hands and said:

"Actually, Osborne Tower also welcomes outstanding women like you. You see, we are facing an embarrassing shortage of manpower in a war, and you also have a certain influence in cyberspace.

It's actually a deal.

Using the Arasaka Group's participation in the war to obtain permanent residency, I think Batemos should give me this face. "

"Of course this is a deal. We don't expect you to give us such power."

Arasaka Hanako stood up and leaned over to Mason in the floating car. It was not an ordinary salute but more like a "loyalty" ceremony, but Mason shook his head and said:

"I'm not the master of Gotham, so I'm just giving advice, you still need to discuss this matter with the real master."

"I will, Lord Mason."

Miss Hua Zi said quite seriously:

"I will also guarantee that all the consciousness data in Arasaka Industries will fight for your cause, in exchange for our right to be 'born human' again."

Mason smiled and stopped talking, and Harry also sat back on the sofa, sitting next to Little Sweetheart with Quinn.

She felt that Mr. K's controlling aura when he was talking to Huazi just now was so handsome, he deserved to be a man who could make her fall in love at first sight.

A few minutes later, four luxurious-looking floating vehicles slowly stopped beside the tallest building in Night City. This was originally the headquarters of Arasaka Industry in the city, but it has apparently been "requisitioned" by Batemos. up.

"Here we are."

Ms. Huazi opened the car door for Mason herself. She bowed her head in the floating car and said goodbye:

"The God of Data is waiting for all the distinguished guests in the tower. I need to go back to the data partition city in District 11 to hold a group meeting. I assure you that when you leave Mikoto, there will be an immortal data army following you to the death. you."

"Um."

Mason nodded, and led Harley and Quinn to the carpeted tarmac in front of them.

The old man and his party next to him also came to meet up. Each car has its own guide, and from the expressions on everyone's faces, it can be seen that they must have asked a lot of questions along the way and got corresponding answers.

If you only analyze it from the expression, the master's eyes are full of vigilance towards this "future", while Wonder Woman hates this place even more than when she woke up.

The old green goblin has no sorrow or joy, but he should have learned some useful "ruling skills" to prepare for the life of the future king of the world and even the master of the galaxy.

And the most low-key John Wick, who walked at the end, was full of indifference, revealing the indifference of an assassin saint.

"It seems that everyone has gained something, which is great."

Mason said something jokingly, then looked at Barbara who was secretly delighted, and said:

"What about you? Sister, what did you learn from the one-day tour of Night City?"

"A total of 17 skills and procedures taught by the legendary hacker 'Spider Murphy' himself! The lady in leather is so handsome. I like her character and admire her talent."

Batgirl pointed to her head and said with a smile on her face:

"I just don't know if I can learn a thing or two from Mr. Bartmos. He is Miss Murphy's idol. No, he is the common idol of all hackers."

"Well, it seems that this journey is a star-seeking and pilgrimage for you."

Mason pouted, and walked into the floor-to-ceiling door of the "Data Tower" with the master.

Bartmoss didn't do any tricks either, and he was welcoming his guests in the well-lit top-floor hall in front of him right now.

It was still the same unkempt appearance when I "meeted" with Mason last time, wearing a solid-color sweater and a pair of slim-fit pants that programmers like most, with black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, and short gray hair, without any special decorations. Just like the simple style of Steve Jobs.

Probably all programmers like this minimalist collocation, which makes them look very professional and convincing.

Holding his worn-out mug, he opened his arms to welcome the guests from other worlds, and with a wave of his hand, he created chairs matching the number of people on the spot and replaced them in a circle like magic.

This is the venue for this conversation.

"Everyone, sit down."

Buttermos greeted:

"I'm actually a bit of social fear. I spent the last ten years of my life hiding in my building alone, with only cold machines and the Internet to accompany me.

So I won't talk to you guys, let's get straight to the point. "

After everyone took their seats, the God of Data coughed and said seriously to everyone in front of him:

"This time, please come here, Mason kids, to discuss with you the preparations and plans for the impact of our data beings.

I think you've all seen the real Night City.

You guys have a head-to-head understanding of the world we can construct with data, and what I want to say to you all is that I've been hoping to expand the reach of mikoshi.

To put it simply, I hope to get your permission to set up Mikoshi's distributed database and hosts in your respective territories."

"Mr. Buttmoss! We are not hackers, and we actually don't know much about relevant knowledge."

Wonder Woman said bluntly:

"Please take care of our knowledge level, and re-state your plan in terms that ordinary people can understand."

"He meant to turn our world into a virtual space like Night City."

The old Green Goblin with high scientific literacy explained softly to Ms. Diana who had little contact with programming and electronic programs. The latter shrank her eyes and immediately shook her head and said:

"No, I can't accept that the Amazon Kingdom will be reduced to this in the future. All the lives in this city will be lost. Giving them a sword is more kind than letting them live like this now!"

"Your Excellency Norman, please don't misinterpret what I mean."

Batemos pushed his black-rimmed glasses. He was not angry because of Wonder Woman's speech. On the contrary, he patiently explained:

"Just to make a backup for your world. Uh, I mean, you guys are going to fight the Stars, but you can't always think about winning, you always have to think about the way out in case you lose.

Even if you can win this battle, impact incidents are always an unavoidable problem.

If we cannot ensure that our flesh and blood will survive the apocalypse, then it is not unacceptable to transform our soul and mind into another form to survive forever.

Trust me, Ms. Diana.

The initiation of all my plans is based on the failure of your resistance in the material world.

Like I said, it's just a fallback for a world we love, maybe not perfect, but it's a fallback nonetheless. "

Having said that, the God of Data paused, took a sip of the data water in the mug, and said:

"Of course, I won't lie to you.

The other main reason why I ask you to accept the 'Mikoshi Project' is that we need to find more backup locations for the main server that is still running but is getting more and more loaded due to data overflow, in case the main server is destroyed Afterwards, the 'new world' that I had worked so hard to create died along with my data civilization as the hardware was destroyed. "

"But even without our consent, your Mikoshi plan is already being implemented."

The master stared at Bartmoss, opened his mouth and said:

"Steel Bones. Important members of the Justice League have joined your data life alliance and started looking for server storage places for you in Minecraft.

Mariana Trench, Sahara Desert, Himalayas

Just because I let the plan go doesn't mean I don't know about it. "

"I don't intend to hide a point, but Victor Stone is indeed a very valuable data life."

Butmoss nodded and said:

"He wanted to do something for his world, and he was a true hero, so it didn't take long for my assistant, Ott, to convince him.

Don't worry about Cyborg betraying his fellow man, Batman.

He agreed to join us on the premise that we will never threaten your world, and I have absolutely no intention of harming any world.

I think this exchange is good for both of us.

You have no reason to refuse my offer, especially since I have decided to stand firmly on your side in your war against the Constellation. "

The hacker god said to Batman very seriously:

"After the war starts, I will fully open the data download authority of the oracle, which means that you will get countless reinforcements. Although their combat effectiveness is far from that of superheroes, I believe that quantitative changes can bring about qualitative change.

In other words, quantity itself is a quality.

Although this will put the main server under terrible load pressure, after Lord Mason has eliminated Brainiac, who is the greatest threat to us, the Data Life Alliance can already take this risk. "

"I have no opinion!"

While the master was still hesitating, the old green goblin had already made up his mind.

He held up his finger to Buttermos and said:

"But the management of the distributed server hosts set up in Osborne Tower must be delegated to me, and I will not hide it from you, Your Excellency Bartmos, I still can't trust you."

"Of course, all we need is a physical world where the mainframe is stored. I don't care who owns the management right. I can even issue the 'administrator' authority of the world where the split program is located, and invite everyone to participate in their respective The world is being designed and built at the data level

This is your due power! "

The God of Data nodded and looked at John Wick again.

Saint Assassin didn't know much about computers, but after seeing Mason nodding slightly to him, he also said:

"I personally have no objection, but this matter needs double approval from the Brotherhood and the Knights Templar. I will return to the Isu world in the near future and make a report."

"We can accept that too."

The master glanced at Mason and said to Buttermos:

"I believe in Cyborg, and I also believe in Mason. It's just about the permission to download consciousness data. This is a tactic that requires a large supply of bionic human carriers to form combat effectiveness.

We have no shortage of resources, but you must show sincerity when it comes to manufacturing techniques and technology upgrades.

I mean, Wayne Group desperately needs some skilled and trustworthy engineers. "

"Of course, knowledge needs to be shared in order to reflect its value. Closed knowledge can only create a pool of stagnant water after all."

Bate Moss showed a slightly shy social fear smile, he spread his arms, nodded politely and said:

"Our civilization database will be open to all of you, but how much you can get from it depends on your respective abilities. Finally, congratulations on your cooperation on a smooth journey."