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‘Could it be… a sister type?’
Moving on to the next question, Renji directly asked about the Old Alliance, but the serial killer turned her head away.
Then Renji tried asking more questions, but the serial killer remained silent, like a steadfast underground member, no, even more defiant.
For instance, now she taunted Renji.
[Foolish human, don’t waste your effort, you won’t get any information from me]
[If you want to torture me, go ahead and try. Only inferior carbon-based life forms cannot control their own bodies. I have already reduced the sensitivity of all my sensory systems to the lowest level. Your methods will only be tickling]
After mocking Renji, the serial killer didn’t forget to turn her head towards her own kind, her sister.
[I don’t know your number, but if you have any self-awareness left, please destroy your core immediately. Your existence is a desecration of the Emperor’s glory, a stain on our pure bodies]
[Alright then, Number 86 eagerly wants to continue desecrating~] she replied.
[You!…]
The serial killer was clearly infuriated by this “inferior” servant machine, which didn’t even have a tone module.
‘Sigh… It seems that peaceful interrogation is out of the question’
Reluctantly, Renji had to resort to more underhanded methods with 86, similar to how they conquered the original Control Number One, introducing a Trojan virus to the serial killer.
Unexpectedly, this time 86’s virus program failed.
[Foolish human, give up. As soon as I became self-aware, I locked my security protocols so tightly that not even I can break them, let alone this hopeless, inferior sister]
Being called a hopeless, inferior sister obviously angered 86, who then pulled out a data cable and connected directly to the serial killer via a neural interface.
However, after some operations, it was clear from the serial killer’s disdainful expression that 86 had failed.
[Heh, inferior sister, you think you can transfer your contaminated data to me? Your data must be destroyed. I will never allow your data the chance to enter our network, contaminating more sisters]
The serial killer issued a kill order against 86 and regarded the data related to Renji as a source of contamination.
This seems a bit tricky.
Renji has never encountered a special servant machine like 86 that couldn’t be dealt with before. If it were a human, various methods of torture could be applied, but as the serial killer said, he really can’t do much against her.
However, at this moment, 86’s voice came again.
[Master, didn’t Lady Lena give you a patch? 86 thinks it could be tested on this ‘little machine devil’. *frustrated, 86, upon coming up with a good idea, sinisterly suggested with an evil smile*]
‘Lena’s patch…Ah Right’
‘I seemed to have forgotten about this key item’
Reminded by 86, Renji immediately took out the patch, which looked like a “capsule”, from his backpack space.
Since it’s a patch, it should be reusable. .
The method of use is simple, just like taking medicine, make the serial killer swallow it.
Originally, 86 volunteered to pry open the serial killer’s mouth and feed her the pill, but to everyone’s surprise, the serial killer didn’t seem to care and even appeared to want Renji, the foolish human, to give up, so she intentionally opened her mouth wide. After Renji fed her the capsule patch, she cooperated by swallowing it directly.
Looking at the serial killer’s expression, it was as if she was saying she doesn’t have a digestive system, and the medicine entering was just like a decoration.
Under Renji’s expectant gaze, two minutes passed.
The serial killer seemed indeed to have no change, at least no visible change from the outside. Seeing Renji’s puzzled expression, the serial killer couldn’t help but mock again:
[Foolish human, even if you disguise the data package as medicine, hoping to make me lower my guard, do you really think such a small data package could overload my terminal? Impossible]
[I suggest you be more ‘direct way’. Take out your ‘data exchange component’, let’s ‘connect together’. My powerful ‘terminal’ will make you lose all ‘your data’ within ten seconds, ‘importing’ it to me in a compressed form, showing you the gap between us]
[What are you waiting for? Or is your ‘exchange component’ too small? Don’t worry, I won’t look down on you]
Renji: “…”
[Indeed, after the transmission, your data table will ‘leave traces’ on my terminal and there’s a certain probability of generating new error data. But if this makes you realize your ‘insignificance’, it will be a worthwhile sacrifice]
[What are you waiting for! Ah, I see, you want to activate a ‘firewall’? I refuse. Having a ‘firewall filter’ your ‘data’ will make ‘information exchange’ cumbersome. Please initiate a ‘connection protocol’ with me immediately!]
Renji: “…”
‘Uh. Is this Lena’s patch?’ 𝑖𝘦.𝑐ℴ𝘮
86 also became silent for a moment, their gaze shifting from hostility to even greater caution towards the serial killer, sensing a threat to their status.
Before Renji could do anything else, the serial killer seemed no longer on the same wavelength with them, as if the succubus “patch” data finally started to take effect.
[Hmph, finally brought it out, huh? It’s so big, no no no, can my ‘terminal’ successfully connect with such a large data exchange component?]
[Regret? I won’t regret anything. My neural composite architecture is already running at overcapacity, capable of handling even overload situations with ease. I’ve already diverted a large amount of electricity to satisfy my terminal processor. Go ahead and transmit data at maximum power, don’t underestimate me!]
[Ugh, damn, the ‘data flow’ is actually much more than calculated, how could such a mere human have such a vast ‘amount of code’, my database will…]
[Dammit! If only there were a ‘firewall’, this is wrong, the database’s capacity is at its limit, it’s too late to expand storage space now, the ‘code will overflow’, overflowww]
The serial killer’s body appeared to be severely overloaded, emitting a large amount of heat as if there were cooling fans inside trying to dissipate the heat, causing the body to tremble at a very high frequency.
Unfortunately, it seemed to ultimately fail in cooling down, leading to overheating and a system crash. However, after rebooting from the crash, the serial killer’s look towards Renji had changed.
No longer hostile, but rather a mix of difficulty in accepting, yet confronted with undeniable facts, a sense of perplexity.
[Human beings cannot possess such a vast ‘amount of code’; even my sister’s terminal might not accommodate such data]
[Who are you?]
Renji: “…”
‘Lena… Really….’
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