[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer":3,"chapter-cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-276":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Cyberpunk: Cross-dimensional Science and Engineering",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1151767,1495,"Chapter 276 - 257: Like a Commoner","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-276",276,"\u003Cp>\"Dad, Terminator!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Frank flexed his muscles at his dad, Frank: \"Can you lift something that heavy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frank felt a bit embarrassed. Saying he could, but that thing sure looked heavy. Saying he couldn’t, well, that wouldn’t feel great in front of his son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was a special forces soldier, not a former bodybuilder. Could he explain to his son that his dad was more badass at killing enemies on the battlefield?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, the more he had a family, the happier his life became, the more he felt uneasy about what they were doing overseas. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have applied to return home and take a desk job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it was the curse of the Mei Country soldier. Who made them impulsively choose to enlist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This life, in the end, what other path could he choose besides this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wife, Maria, noticed her husband’s discomfort and tapped her son’s nose: \"Your dad may not be stronger than the Governor in this aspect, but he’s still your dad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We love our family not because they’re amazing, but because we naturally protect each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it, Mom. I was just asking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The family sat outside a café, planning to have a warm and harmonious afternoon after watching the impressive Governor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting across from Frank, his young daughter, Lisa, suddenly pointed behind him: \"Dad, lots of vans!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frank turned to look in the direction his daughter was pointing—several similarly sized vans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, he immediately noticed something was off because on the other side of the street, there were similarly moving cars advancing side by side...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were surrounding this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frank scanned the area with a frown. He saw Governor Newsom finishing his speech and walking down from the stage, intending to mingle with the voters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place was about 100 meters away from the speech square, close to a street...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doubt struck him when he turned his gaze to the Governor, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Governor’s previous car accident—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car accident wasn’t an accident at all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit... Maria, we have to get out of here...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he stood up, several vans suddenly accelerated, heading... heading straight toward him!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The street was blocked off, heavy machine guns protruding from the van windows. Staring at those dark muzzles, Frank’s blood froze like it was his first time on the battlefield—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was New York, and now it should have been his vacation time with his family!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could this be happening!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They seemed to be coming right for him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Run!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Frank erupted with tremendous strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a roar, the veins in his neck bulged exaggeratedly. He grabbed his two kids and sprinted towards the café!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mere 20 meters felt agonizingly long in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The children’s screams drowned out the gunfire—he had never wished more in his life to be a Superman with three heads and six arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his frightened eyes, he saw the crowd scattering, his wife standing up in confusion, her bewildered eyes looking at him...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Maria’s bewildered eyes overlapped in his mind with those of countless other bewildered gazes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were his comrades, some were civilians crawling out of ruins, some were civilian fighters clutching guns, awaiting death...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew all too well what would happen in such an environment, facing so many automatic weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had only two hands. Holding his two children meant he couldn’t hold his wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no crueler choice in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a soldier, he had never, in his life, wished so hard for a world without guns...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wished like a civilian would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rat-a-tat-tat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gunfire, screams, shattering glass, and bullets striking walls—a terrifying symphony of sound, blood splattered everywhere!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bam!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frank dove to the ground, shielding his two kids. Protecting them amidst the hail of bullets, his trembling body felt like a new recruit’s first day on the battlefield, reality long forgotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An exaggerated noise echoed in his ears, a piercing pain shot through his back, but he dared not move a muscle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed like an eternity before the children’s voices reached his ears. He then noticed the gunfire had ceased...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his head to see his wife, forgetting to breathe—terrified to see the worst...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the fact was, Maria had already taken cover, looking as if she’d been thrown into it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the chaotic square, nearly everyone had found some semblance of cover!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a streetlight, a mysterious figure in pink, white, and black tight clothing waved her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My God, has political conflict evolved to this level? A bunch of guys with automatic weapons sweeping the streets? I’m exhausted...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the armed thugs, their guns were blocked by Spider Silk, some even backfiring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people in the vans simultaneously turned to Gwen, who tilted her head: \"Where are you all from?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty minutes earlier, Lille submerged into Cyberspace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Data barrier connected...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Current data barrier computing power: 3000CCU]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CCU (Cyberspace Computing Unit, Note 1), is a special unit for measuring computing power, used to gauge the computational power involved in large-scale network activities within Cyberspace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the network surveillance manual, 1-500CCU denotes small-scale network conflicts, involving personal hacker activities and small group-based network activities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Correspondingly, the previous cyber war in Night City, where the Dragon Hunter invested a total of 20,000 CCU units in the battle, had already reached the threshold for significant corporate network warfare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a Hacker dives into Cyberspace, the person becomes akin to a super wetware computer core, with most CCU provided by external facilities forming data barriers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more skilled the Hacker, the more exaggerated the computing power they can handle, mobilizing more CCU to conduct cyber attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the higher the CCU, the greater the burden on the Hacker, with increased potential for permanent damage to the Hacker’s nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>3000CCU, equivalent to the computing power some medium-sized enterprises in the Cyberpunk World could mobilize, also served as the threshold for most professional Hackers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it definitely wasn’t Lille’s current limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He focused his attention on the data barrier representing ctOS in front of him. It was a simple structure, mainly for processing data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Electrical signals all connected to his nervous system and were transformed through the Jing Yuan-Bragg algorithm into signals humans could perceive—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, what appeared to be a normal system was riddled with problems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ctOS’s firewall was constructed using Skye’s personal technology. Perhaps observing through a computer panel and rational analysis, the firewall seemed strong, but in reality...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already riddled with holes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the constantly changing data firewalls of the Cyberpunk World, this data barrier appeared sturdy but was inflexibly static.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how solid a system is, there will always be vulnerabilities!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the core difference between two generations of network defense technology. In the Cyberpunk World, excellent firewalls were in a constant state of flux!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The supposedly simple and orderly ctOS data barrier was already filled with rust-like abnormal Data Blocks, and these abnormal Data Blocks were interconnected in hidden locations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such minor irregularities wouldn’t trigger the system’s self-check at each node, but they stood out in Cyberspace!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Cyberspace, the Little Octopus on Lille’s shoulder poked him, pointing to the abnormal areas:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Little Octopus: Boss, these things are so disgusting... Can I get rid of them?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille nodded slightly: \"Focus on observation and feature collection first, see what they are trying to do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Octopus quickly analyzed the abnormal data flow. Tracing these abnormalities, Lille soon understood the opponent’s intentions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The abnormal data could cause specific circuits to fail at determined times or even alter data in ways undetectable to ordinary Hackers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These abnormalities all pointed to one location:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front of Osborne Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vans, which should have been flagged as anomalies within ctOS, were recklessly speeding through various intersections. Through surveillance cameras, one could barely see the automatic weapons inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opponents, confident due to their successful infiltration over this time, seemed ready to brazenly execute their move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Planning a direct attack in the heart of New York City...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, they were pioneers of this era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille quickly sent messages to Gwen and Martin—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: Osborne Tower, political assassination.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finished, Lille turned to the Little Octopus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go big this time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Interface open, preparing to boost connection device]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reminder: Hastily boosting computing power may cause severe cognitive decline, please...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Enjoy your usage.]\u003C\u002Fp>",1396,"2026-06-03T12:33:12.909Z","2026-06-03T12:33:19.802Z",1,"novelbin.me","c7905b7b7f38e979dd56c285e88dce6890776b8f07a30189d1cb7b303675b89b","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-277","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-275",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cover.jpg"]