The Road to Slaying God

The computer turned on and quickly connected to the network.

"Little monk!"

"Little monk!"

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Zhang Yang adjusted the video and audio, and kept calling the little monk according to some previous methods. What made Zhang Yang strange was that some of the messages he sent never responded, and the computer was surprisingly quiet.

Why is this happening?

Zhang Yang stared blankly at the computer. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing. In the past, no matter what happened, the little monk would appear immediately. You know, the little monk is a smart program. He can manage the whole world at the same time. In the computer that he can access in the world, saying busy is just an anthropomorphic emotion. No matter how busy the little monk is, he can still use his body to contact Zhang Yang.

In fact, on the Internet, the little monk is like a god-like existence. He can incarnate into thousands of people.

"Little monk..."

"boom!"

Just when Zhang Yang was still shouting, a powerful current shot out from the computer. Even if he had the magical power of "The Immortal Road", Zhang Yang was also knocked back a few steps by this current. The carpet on the ground was also caught off guard because of it. Two deep marks were left after being rubbed hard...

What a powerful electronic mist. At that moment, Zhang Yang felt that the TV, phone, computer, and even his own mobile phone in the room were all emitting strong electronic mist. All the electronic mist gathered together to form a huge Zhang Yang believes that if he didn't have the energy absorbed by "The Immortal Path", he would have shed a layer of skin even if he didn't die just now.

Electronic smog is a kind of radiation pollution. The biggest harm is that it surrounds humans all the time. Electronic smog can be called a killer. Moreover, the killer is invisible, invisible, inaudible, and invisible. Excessive super-intensive electromagnetic wave radiation rarely causes serious damage to the human body. There is a large amount of low-intensity electronic mist pollution caused by ordinary electrical appliances in daily work and life. This kind of pollution radiation does not have an immediate effect like pesticide poisoning and noise pollution. It acts on the human body unconsciously and for a long time. This is the most common, hardest to avoid, and least noticeable type of pollution. Those electromagnetic waves that fill the space are extremely penetrating, penetrating deep into deep tissues and organs through the body surface. They may not attract much attention at ordinary times. Once there is pain in the superficial tissues and the deep tissues or organs have been seriously damaged, it is like a The devil wearing an invisibility cloak hides his ferocious face and attacks you crazily when you are undefended.

A woman in her 30s in the United States had a pacemaker implanted due to severe arrhythmia. After being discharged from the hospital, she went to the supermarket to buy daily necessities. The strange thing was that she felt palpitations, difficulty breathing, and dizziness as soon as she entered the supermarket. She returned to normal as soon as she returned home. Later, after consulting experts, I realized that the CCTV surveillance systems in large supermarkets emitted powerful electromagnetic waves. The electromagnetic waves interfered with the normal operation of the implanted pacemaker and caused those symptoms. It can be seen that the harm of electronic smog is everywhere.

Zhang Yang was hit by the little monk's electronic mist last time, but compared with the intensity of this time, the little monk's time was simply childish.

"Sisi..."

The computer server made a crazy noise. Zhang Yang looked at the computer screen vigilantly. The magical power of "The Immortal Path" has been running to the extreme.

Finally, the shaking computer screen stabilized.

A dialog box and an exquisite animated avatar appeared on the screen. To Zhang Yang's surprise, the animated avatar turned out to be an old monk wearing cassocks. The old monk had a bald head and a white beard. There was a boundless energy between his eyebrows that should have been kind. With boundless murderous intent, a pair of slightly surprised eyes looked at Zhang Yang fiercely.

"Are you looking for a young monk?"

The old monk's voice was full of awe-inspiring murderous intent. Even Zhang Yang could feel the murderous intent filling the air. This was really unbelievable. A program exuded murderous intent.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yang stared at the old monk. He almost immediately concluded that this was also a smart program, and this smart program was hostile to the young monk.

"Don't worry about who I am. I asked you if you are looking for a young monk?" The old monk looked cold and cold.

"So what?" Zhang Yang felt a cold hostility.

"Dudu..." Before the old monk could speak, Zhang Yang's cell phone rang in his pocket.

"Hello?" After looking at the unfamiliar phone number, Zhang Yang hesitated and answered the call.

"Brush..." A harsh noise came from the phone.

"Are you Zhang Yang?!" The old monk looked surprised.

As his mind raced, Zhang Yang immediately thought that this computer program used his phone calls to hack into his phone and find out his identity information. Obviously, the person who made the call was also this smart program.

"Who are you? Where is the little monk?" Zhang Yang felt a trace of evil fire inexplicably.

"You will never find him. His Majesty will come to find you. Goodbye!" The old monk's expression was gloomy.

"Don't go..."

"I'm leaving, who in the world can stop me!" The old monk laughed wildly, and the computer screen flashed and turned dark blue.

"Peng!" There was a loud noise. In desperation, Zhang Yang suddenly inserted one hand into the server, and the server made an explosion and emitted a puff of smoke...

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's body froze, like a sculpture. In an instant, the powerful "The Immortal Road" produced a huge attraction. To Zhang Yang's surprise, his body was actually connected to Luo... …

The overwhelming flow of information was flowing crazily in Zhang Yang's head. It was impossible for a human brain to accommodate such a large amount of information. Zhang Yang felt as if his head was about to explode. What frightened him most was that all kinds of The information is increasing at a geometric speed. It seems that the network information all over the world is increasing crazily, and at the same time it is trying to get into Zhang Yang's head.

Zhang Yang's facial features were almost twisted together, the muscles on his body were jumping constantly, and his whole body was emitting a dazzling golden light.

In the midst of lightning and flint, Zhang Yangren endured the pain that was like thousands of arrows piercing his heart, and relied on the strong willpower of "The Immortal Road" to block all information. It was almost an intuition. Zhang Yang's thoughts followed that little signal like crazy. The most tracked.

Now, Zhang Yang has entered a virtual world. His brain is like a game mouse, controlling his spirit to track crazily on the Internet. "The Long Road to Immortality" unscrupulously absorbs the power system of the Internet. Wherever it goes, countless... network paralysis.

This is an extremely fast chase game.

This is a real hunting game.

Zhang Yang never thought that he could use this method to hunt down an intelligent program on the Internet. Now, he has done it. He can feel that along the way, he has used the devouring ability of "The Immortal Road" to devour countless elementary intellects. Program, a spiritual devouring...

Zhang Yang's target is the old monk.

However, the network is virtual and there is no subject. Zhang Yang can only rely on an instinctive intuition to track. As long as Zhang Yang passes through the virtual world, he will be paralyzed for dozens of kilometers around.

No one can explain that this tracking only took a few seconds, but it was as long as a century. It was this tracking that caused Zhang Yang to go offline all over the world. When the network was restored, almost all websites and forums were offline. We discussed this matter, but could not find the reason. In the end, the time was attributed to a satellite failure, but there was no official statement... [Note: This is a real incident, and it did happen not long ago. We spent a lot of time together around the world, and because the time was so short, it didn’t attract too many people’s attention. Of course, this wasn’t Zhang Yang’s doing...]

"Bang!" sound.

The server was knocked to the ground by Zhang Yang's hand, and its parts were scattered on the ground.

There is no winner in this game of several seconds. On the vast network, Zhang Yang still cannot capture an invisible and immaterial intelligent program. Zhang Yang’s original intention is to paralyze all the electricity within the old monk’s range and put the old monk in a dormant state. However, The speed of the network is so fast that it can travel thousands of miles in an instant. He cannot completely cut off all the networks...

However, it can also be said that Zhang Yang won. Zhang Yang was able to enter the network through the physical body and kill an intelligent program, and then fled in defeat. This has created a miracle for mankind. Of course, this miracle will never be discovered.

Indeed, the old monk is now cowering in a corner and trembling with fear. He cannot figure out why a human being can enter the network and use his mental power to hunt down the primary confusing intelligence program he released...

"Dudu!"

"Dudu..."

…

The phone rang again, and it was an unfamiliar number. Zhang Yang answered the call without hesitation. If it were an old monk, he would not hesitate to crush the phone and enter the network. Of course, this was just Zhang Yang's idea. Zhang Yang had no confidence that he could let his phone go. Mental power enters the network again.

"Zhang Yang?" The voice on the phone was trembling, even with an atmosphere of fear.

"Little monk!" Zhang Yang said in surprise. He almost immediately recognized the young monk's synthetic electronic voice.

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(To be continued)