Chapter 467: NO．50：This could be considered a three-person team

NO．50：This could be considered a three-person team.

Packaging large amounts, even massive amounts of code into bricks called 'files' to build magnificent huge structures is what those websites and software themselves are.

The presentation of these things on screen is often flat.

Even if there are some deliberately multifaceted expressions, they cannot change the perspective that comes from a high-dimensional overhead view.

But in this day and age, the way to change this perspective is actually simple.

Stepping into the dimensional world of the electronic network, you can unlock a completely new perspective.

Those software, those websites, and even those file packages of just a few gigabytes on your own computer can all be transformed into huge creations whose edge you cannot see at a glance.

They have various outlines and shapes, but they are usually presented in the styles of natural desolation and absurd machinery.

Don't ask.

Asking is the dreaded 'shit mountain' code that nobody dares to touch!

And, the program architecture that runs despite not knowing how to write it!

Of course, these two are merely the most common forms.

After learning from pain, there are also perfect creations solidly built from the ground up, and there are also peculiar program architectures that try to pull off flashy stunts to catch eyeballs.

However, program assumptions that are formally put into operation rarely have such situations, and normally, visiting is not allowed.

The vast majority of data industries set up firewalls and guards; the former are usually corporate-trained cyber hackers or hired net detectives responsible, while the latter are mostly found from within data life.

Among them, the digital monster with the greatest numbers and most assured combat power naturally has the highest employment numbers.

For those who follow this line of work, the appearance of digital monsters is as ordinary as crowds of people in a federal city, part of the expected scenery.

So when you discover a massive data structure the size of a planet that hardly contains any digital monsters, you should rightly feel something is off.

Even the followers of time travelers can notice this.

Let alone being a native, even Qianming, who has systematically studied specialized information knowledge, represents this.

"Ningjing, over here, look this way! Come over, come over!"

Standing behind the giant advertising screen on a building rooftop, she looked down at the few 'people' below, then, before they could look back, she pulled her head back and greeted Zhouri Ningjing not far away, who was shaking an alien by the collar.

"Are we that familiar? Don't call me old lady!"

As long as she's not on duty and has no sister nearby, the black-haired horse girl, who makes no effort to hide her aggression, walks over impatiently, meanwhile tugging at what she feels is a tight tie.

"Eh? Didn't we have an interaction session to deepen our understanding? Otherwise... call me Committee? Or call S. S?"

"You can also call me C. B~"

Qianming the representative, completely unfazed by the other's increasingly ugly expression, directly pulled out a notebook and ballpoint pen from her leather coat and proceeded to take notes as if she were a professional.

While writing, she still asked a question:

"You can't ask anything, right?"

It's fine if Aomo the trainer isn't interested; as a mature Detective, she always has a way to find her own 'Watson'.

Even if that person is someone who always wears a sullen face, has an official background, and also has quite a few gray-area deeds as a 'Watson'.

Of course, when it comes to stance, Zhouri Ningjing is actually in the Moriarty position.

After all, the month before last, she had even conducted a detailed investigation into Zhouri Ningjing's illegal activities after noticing them, and although there was no direct clash, there were several exchanges in the fields of investigation and counter-investigation.

But this is merely a metaphor.

Zhouri Ningjing cannot be as calm as Moriarty, and Qianming the representative is even more flighty than Holmes; if Aomo were to evaluate this combination, it would basically be:

Two horses that have broken free of their reins, yet with a strap tied between them.

This is a process of mutual torment, and such a process usually has a clear superiority.

With an expression of having stepped in excrement, Zhouri Ningjing, who had been silent for several seconds, was obviously the one at a disadvantage.

Although being tormented, she still had to speak.

"... Just an employee who works for the company, knowing nothing about anything outside the company."

This state of information silo, where different departments do not interfere and each focuses only on its own work, is not unfamiliar to Zhouri Ningjing.

Compared to criminal gangs, this is more commonly seen in the operating model of pyramid-selling groups and religious offenders, emphasizing multiple lines of operation, non-interference, and increasing the difficulty of investigation.

Even if you cut off a branch, you cannot obtain clues from other branches; you can only keep tracing upward from the source, and pray that the source does not break.

"So don't disbelieve the evil, okay!" Qianming the representative, having finished her notes and tucked them into her pocket, glanced again at the 'person' shadow nimbly moving through the city, even directly destroying buildings, then quickly shrank back.

"Go and grab the manager responsible for fleet construction, and also watch out not to be preempted by those Chaldea servants... Hmm, the opposition's reaction is really intense..."

She suddenly sighed, because a very eye-catching mechanical giant had appeared in the distance between the tall buildings.

A single slap sent a certain servant flying backward, plowing ten or more meters across the ground, and then immediately a beam of light covered them.

And this wasn't over yet.

Next, several infinite dragon beasts that appear to have undergone a second modification shot out from the mechanical wells opened underground, standing together with a few cosmic monsters that had emerged from nowhere, to oppose those grandiose invaders.

From the opposing side's perspective, it's still pretty exciting.

Of course, there are also people who don't care about sides, who have already taken out their recording equipment and started clicking away:

"Heh heh, I said there would be monsters, I'll send a few photos to Aomo the trainer later and see if he regrets it!"

A free horse girl can naturally have this kind of free expression.

She even turned on the recording, starting to seem as if she were asking herself, but mostly muttering to herself what background music to use for the edit, making Zhouri Ningjing, who already had strong opinions, even more annoyed.

"Aren't we supposed to go catch the manager?" This question, laced with barely concealed anger, is directed not only at the horse girl of similar age who is a Triple Crown contender, but also at the fury of this situation.

Breaking into a criminal organization, stealing the data of those mages from the Clock Tower, and stealing the data of digital monsters are still considered reasonable.

But stealing the data of the URA Association headquarters as well—isn't that going too far?

Even more excessive is the association's reaction being half a beat slow; it took two days before they thought to handle it.

Handling it would have been fine, but they instead pushed it onto the Inquiry Committee!

Although internally they often joke that the 'Inquiry Committee' is an all-powerful department that can handle any problem, this thing of letting the police take responsibility and then calling it done, saying they'll handle it themselves and then hand it over to this department……

Go die, baldy!

Zhouri Ningjing immediately gave the middle finger to this work assignment; unfortunately, she couldn't let the Mediterranean men and wrinkled women above see it.

Of course, it were just a simple work assignment, she could totally slack off.

In any case, public opinion ends up with the higher-ups taking the blame; at worst, we bow first here, then they bow above, achieving a domino-like bow transmission.

But unfortunately, those files also include some encrypted documents that she cannot stand to see leaked.

This forced her to act, and it was even inconvenient to use the identity given by the association, so she participated under her personal name, and then she encountered this guy right before her!

"Exactly! You finally have a cooperative idea, huh?"

Qianming swiftly put away her photography gear.

"Then let's plan a route; the Chaldea staff appear ostentatious, but they're actually operating in two parallel lines."

She pulled out a small notebook, opened it, and with a lift of her hand, a bird's-eye view route map of the entire vast data world appeared.

In just a few seconds, it extended, expanded, and coalesced into the outline of a large spacecraft.

"There's also another group conducting covert investigations like us; we two can't necessarily be faster than them, but we can also try our luck."

She said, pointing out different city districts, explaining to the somewhat startled Zhouri Ningjing:

"Bet on the cities they can't cover in time; bet that those places can yield clues closer to the behind-the-scenes mastermind than they can."

"After all..."

——

"After all, you're all like blind men feeling an elephant; it's just about who holds a puzzle piece that's crucial and big enough."

Holding the stopwatch used to time the horse girl, Aomo explained to the jittery screen.

The view transmitted from the Bellster Beast was extremely clear; so clear that when slightly lowered, even the black mountain peak beneath the first-person perspective could not be ignored.

But because her clothing style is southern-hemisphere rather than northern-hemisphere, soothing the young man's restless heart is also not difficult, allowing the demon person to retain sufficient dignity before her partner, to support the current laid-back coolness.

Nor does he mind her camera work that flies along eaves and walls, which can make many people dizzy in 3D.

"So it's normal for them to split up and rely on the horse girl's leg power to gallop freely between cities."

"The problem is, who should I chase?!" The view in the screen shifted again, turning to the distant battle scene.

The Bellster Beast was somewhat frantic, but the distant battle scene also caught her attention.

That was the scene of countless heroes from other worlds fighting as spirits.

Originally they were to incarnate, but in this data world operation they seemed to regain some of their former state, engaging in a death battle around that giant beast.

This scene, compared to the evenly matched giant battle between Ultraman, super robots, and monsters, is closer to the likes of Devil May Cry and Bayonetta, with greater visual impact—high speed, strong power, and agility.

One can also see nearly seamless cooperation, faintly discerning the commander's shadow.

Moreover, the style is relatively conservative, seemingly aiming to let the followers avoid injury as much as possible.

Li Xiang also came over…… and is even directing the battle……

Aomo was somewhat surprised.

I originally thought he didn't need to show up in person; even if he did, he should be part of the investigation team, not participating in frontline command.

"Keep the original plan, keep watching Qianming."

"Okay!"

When switching to the witch beast, one would usually ask, "What about Zhouri Ningjing?" but the Bellster Beast simply switched the screen's view directly.

"Shall I cut first?"

"Go ahead and cut it; I also have some matters on my end."

He said, pressing the stopwatch, then looked up at the black-haired runner who, unable to brake in time before the finish line, ran several extra steps, then panted as he approached him.