Hearing Hiro Nishino's words, Qiao Qiao quickly thought of the clown boss he had met in the Gray Hat Software in Nakano District before.

Speaking of which, I don’t know if the game called “Horror Paradise” is released.

Qiao Qiao couldn't help but care about the old friend Shinnosuke Katsui's food and clothing problem.

If you press it for the time being, the clown boss is a meme-like weirdness, and it also takes into account the characteristics of electronic ghosts, which is a new type of weirdness.

Since this weirdness is not variable and cannot even exist outside the game's framework, Qiao Qiao easily solved the weirdness with the bucket number and the bugs in the game.

Later, during the incident of the Kamai, Qiao Qiao roughly learned that this electronic ghost was a test subject for monsters to collect yin energy. Later, the blame naturally fell on the head of Tamamomae, who had been moving behind the scenes for many years.

It seems that Tamamomae has not stopped developing weirdly.

Today's electronic ghosts have mastered the ability to actively evolve and are not bound by the system.

"These files...these simulated brains seem to have already backed up themselves, hiding several backups in the server. How is this possible!!"

Caiqian also came to the computer. After checking the records, he couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Well, fortunately our server is physically isolated from the external network, otherwise if it is connected to the Internet, it will probably be impossible to control the spread."

Seeing that, Li was very calm, and after confirming the status of the server, he said.

"This, is this real artificial intelligence?"

Iwata's eyes widened, unable to believe his eyes at all.

"Joe Sang, you, do you have any solutions?"

Hiro Nishino hurriedly asked Qiao Qiao for help.

"Well, there is a way."

Qiao Qiao showed a kind smile.

"Since this server is not connected to the outside world, it means that these weirdly contaminated simulated brains only exist on this server."

He gently tapped the rack with numerous blade servers.

"Then you just need to completely purify this server and it's OK."

“Is purification?”

Hiroshi Nishino didn't quite understand what Qiao Qiao meant.

"The easiest thing is physical damage, just blast the entire server."

“???”

Question marks popped up on the four researchers.

"Blast? Is this a special term for the spiritualist?"

Fortune, I thought that what Qiao Qiao refers to had another meaning. After all, it was like a mountain. Maybe in the dictionary of the spirit-removing master, blasting is actually the abbreviation of some special spirit-removing operation.

"It is a literal blast. I carry plastic o-drug and detonator with me, and I am proficient in blasting theory. I can achieve the effect of completely destroying this server with the smallest equivalent. There will definitely be no residue. Please rest assured, I am an expert in this field."

“!!!”

Even though I was calm and calm, I couldn't help but exclaim.

Is this guy serious?

After seeing Qiao Qiao take out a lunch box from her backpack, the four researchers finally understood that Qiao Qiao was not saying a cold joke.

But I'm really ready to blow up the server.

"No, no, Qiao Sang, absolutely not!"

Hiroshi Nishino grabbed Qiao Qiao, who was rolling the half-dry gum-like clay into a small ball.

"This server contains all the data and backups we have studied. If it is destroyed, then our research, the funds we have invested before, and the efforts we have worked hard for so many years will be in vain!"

He said with emotion.

"Yes, is there any more gentle way, Master?"

Caiqian's name for Qiao Qiao has changed.

"Can you use your power to find all the backups directly and then eliminate them?"

Iwata asked, too.

"Well, I can try it."

Qiao Qiao put away the lunch box.

Put your hands on the server.

Infused spiritual power.

Since he had roughly scanned the contents in the server before, this time the check was very fast.

At this moment, in the complex and tiny electronic structure, the tide of spiritual power spreads like a torrent, washing the entire server without missing any small corner.

Those brain-simulating files that were eroded by monsters were like a small boat, swaying, floating in the storm of spiritual power, and finally sinking.

However, as he killed himself, Qiao Qiao discovered that these mimic brains that were eroded by strange things seemed to be organizing a counterattack.

"Wait, these things are modifying their own data and structure?"

Seeing Li Jian, who kept jumping out of the window on the screen, couldn't help but speak out.

"They are not only changing themselves, but also growing wildly..."

Iwata was stunned when he saw this scene.

Yes, they use the computing speed of computers and are constantly iterating their own state, constantly adapting to the erosion of Qiao Qiao's spiritual power.

Perhaps the first time, Qiao Qiao could solve ten backups at a time, but the second time, he could only solve eight. By the third time, he might only have to kill less than four backups.

This is a rapid evolution using high-performance computers, and it is a self-editing that is difficult for all artificial intelligence to achieve at this stage.

No, in fact, these simulated brains are no longer simply out of control artificial intelligence.

It is a completely new species that exists based on electronic components and virtual spaces.

"I once read an article about a group of scientists recreating the brains of some dead people in the electronic world. In which virtual humans in the electronic world quickly established their own country and civilization, relying on the ability of computers to operate at high speed."

Qiao Qiao was not panicked, but was quite leisurely, saying like gossip.

"Humans can't resist such a rapidly evolving civilization. In the end, they can only use the means of global power outage to eliminate all these electronic people."

"Power off? This is impossible. These things are not in the cache. Even if they are powered off, they will only temporarily interrupt their evolution."

Confused before money.

On the screen, the entire project file is being tampered with by these simulated brains at a speed that is difficult for humans to understand. With its own evolution, these simulated brains can gradually resist the impact of Qiao Qiao's spiritual power.

"No, if this continues..."

Hiro Nishino was a little desperate. If this continues, the various data they obtained in the past will be difficult to retain, and the entire project is no different from being blasted by Qiao Qiao.

However, Qiao Qiao's injected spiritual power did not stop.

He constantly changed the structure of his spiritual power and suppressed the weirdness in the server at the extreme speed that humans could achieve.

However, such efforts seemed to be futile.

Hiro Nishino saw that all the computer screens were turning red bit by bit.

Finally, when the last screen also turned into bloody red, a line of words appeared on it.
Chapter completed!