Chapter 49: Sounding the War's Trumpet

Chapter 49: Sounding the War's Trumpet

In the shadow of war, Punklord Oasis was shrouded in a somber atmosphere. The city's newspapers were spreading news of an imminent war, which led to a sense of foreboding among the residents of Oasis and prompted them to start hoarding supplies and staying indoors. The once bustling city had become much quieter in a matter of days, and prices had risen sharply in a short period of time.

Almost every day, drones were seen flying in formation high above the city, conducting round-the-clock patrols and surveillance. Occasionally, drones were dispatched to the Wilderness to carry out missions.

In this environment, you intensified your efforts to break through in the field of hacking and began researching the Black Domain. For Punklord, the Black Domain was a legendary cyberspace.

The story of the creator of the Ether Tape, the "deceased" hacker who abandoned his flesh to successfully infiltrate the Black Domain and become a ghost roaming the Intergalactic Network was almost a household name for the people of Punklord. There were also rumors that the first person to infiltrate the Black Domain could find the first Ether Tape left by the "deceased," the original tape, which had many names, but the Punklord hackers liked to call it the Primordial Tape.

Owning this tape, in a sense, was the ultimate goal for every hacker.

However, you wanted to break into the Black Domain not for the tape, but because in this space, you could obtain all the information you wanted.

In your spare time, you occasionally kept an eye on the fast food restaurant. However, the news you received was that Silver Wolf bid farewell to the female owner one day and left there. If you remember correctly, that year, she was only 14 years old.

As for her whereabouts, Silver Wolf did not tell anyone. Instead, he would occasionally send an email to the fast food restaurant, telling the female owner that everything was fine, and asking if White Balance had returned... If he had returned, please contact her immediately.

At the age of 20, you made significant All the lights flashed erratically in an instant, not just the Golden Arches, but all the streetlights in the city.

Red, yellow, green fluorescents began to flicker and dance, landing on the dull ground beneath the rain curtain.

The collapse of the traffic signal soon evolved into the collapse of the entire city's traffic system.

Large numbers of cars were stuck on the roads, accidents were frequent, and there were now screams of fear among the previously constant honking.

For it was at this moment that what fell from the sky was no longer just raindrops, but also drones with rotating micropropellers.

At first, they looked like a black stone, but as the roaring sound became clearer, they crashed into the car windows, shattering the glass and unleashing a black bloody rain.

Even some of the on-duty drones, as if controlled by some force, pushed out their black gun barrels and pointed them at buildings and crowds, beginning to indiscriminately unload their ammunition.

Flames lit up in the sky, and from a distance, they looked like fireflies hovering in the rain curtain.

The buildings that had previously projected celebrity portraits onto their data boards were now altered to read a few blood-red words:

"The game has begun."