activa-t Chapter 47 Boss, I can't handle this poison?
Chapter 47 Boss, I can't handle this poison?
The piercing system alarms roared wildly in Chu Jiang's mind, as if a hundred alarm clocks had been stuffed into his skull.
Below the stage, the thousands of ghosts that had been swaying wildly just moments before suddenly froze in unison.
Their stiff necks twisted slowly, making a clicking sound like misaligned gears.
The fluorescent light that once shone with jubilation was replaced by an ominous crimson data stream.
"Delete...delete data..."
"Formatting...the world..."
The chilling murmurs coalesced into a terrifying sonic wave that swept across the entire banks of the River of Oblivion.
The uninfected ghosts let out piercing screams and scrambled away.
The "cyber zombies" moved with stiff steps, stretching out their ghostly claws, trying to grab anything living.
In the VIP booth, King Qin Guang's "Wangchuan Mojito" fell to the ground with a thud.
"Protect the Emperor! Protect the Emperor!" he roared in terror. Several Yama Kings hurriedly summoned their magical weapons, watching the apocalyptic scene before them with vigilance.
On the DJ booth, V's face was deathly pale, his hands flying across the control panel.
"Boss! This isn't my code! It's a kind of unprecedented virus, and it's replicating itself using the 'Three Paths Fast Crossing' protocol! Our firewall has been breached instantly!"
On Li's tablet, red warning windows popped up faster than bullet comments.
"Boss, server load has instantly reached 500%, core data is being contaminated by unknown code, and the underworld network is expected to be completely paralyzed in three minutes!"
Amidst the chaos, Chu Jiang, at the center of the storm, made a move that baffled everyone.
He took out his pure black Soul-Nourishing Wood phone and slowly unlocked the screen.
Then, he opened the live streaming function of the "Santu Kuaidu" APP.
"Dear viewers, not 998, not 668, today the host will show you something exciting."
Chu Jiang pointed the camera at the group of "cyber zombies" with bloodshot eyes and stiff movements below the stage, and casually gave the live broadcast a name—[The First Underworld Cyber Zombie Fashion Week].
He even zoomed in on a zombie dressed in the robes of a former dynasty, rolling his eyes and muttering "format."
"Family members, do you see this guy? His makeup and demeanor are all about a decadent, underworld vibe."
As he spoke, Chu Jiang tapped a little red heart on the screen.
"Come on, give this guy a follow. If you're lost, the streamer will take you on the fast track."
Millions of ghosts instantly flooded the live stream, and the chat exploded with comments.
What kind of new immersive experience is this?
[Holy crap! My second uncle is right there! Why is he starting to chew on the speaker next to him?]
[The dean is truly a dean; he remains unfazed even when Mount Tai collapses before him, and he can even do live-streaming e-commerce!]
V was dumbfounded by Chu Jiang's actions.
"Boss, what time is it? If we don't come up with a solution soon, the entire underworld will turn into a string of gibberish."
"What's the panic?" Chu Jiang finally put away his phone and glanced at the audience.
"It's just a bit of a virus, no big deal."
He took a step forward, and the oppressive aura of the "Executor of the Underworld" was released with a roar.
"I, in the name of the order of the underworld, hereby command—"
"Certainly!"
The moment the word was uttered, the laws of heaven and earth seemed to be paused.
The crazed "cyber zombies" suddenly stopped, a struggle flashing in their crimson eyes.
An invisible force of order transformed into countless golden chains, attempting to forcibly suppress the raging data stream.
The situation was about to be brought under control.
Chu Jiang's figure suddenly swayed.
He suddenly clutched his chest, his face turning deathly pale.
"puff!"
A thick plume of black smoke billowed from his mouth, carrying the acrid smell of burning chips.
"Cough cough... No..."
Chu Jiang staggered back two steps and leaned against the DJ booth, looking like he had exhausted his magic power and was being forcibly attacked.
"This virus...it's weird...my CPU's going to burn out!"
Meanwhile, Li, the coder, also cooperated extremely well.
The images at the Bridge of Helplessness, the Gate of Hell, and all the places where holographic projections were installed all changed.
A huge, blood-red pop-up window filled the entire screen, displaying only one line of startling text.
[WARNING: The core system of the Underworld has been attacked by an unknown force and is collapsing... The world is about to restart...]
This caused an uproar throughout the entire underworld.
All the ghosts who witnessed this scene were plunged into unprecedented panic.
Is the underworld doomed?
"Dean Chu!" King Qin Guang cried anxiously, "Please hold on! You are the pillar of our Underworld!"
"It's no use..." Chu Jiang waved his hand weakly, "The opponent's level is too high. This time... I'm afraid we're really going to mess things up..."
While acting, he secretly activated his Netherworld Eye.
In those golden eyes, the world transforms into dense code.
Deep within that raging, red ocean of viruses, he keenly sensed something extremely discordant.
It was a faint, almost imperceptible ray of Buddhist light, yet it was inextricably intertwined with a sinister and vicious aura of bloodlust.
"Heh, so it's you guys." Chu Jiang sneered inwardly.
This method has the influence of Western religions, but it also incorporates elements of certain heretical practices, suggesting that it was a collaborative effort.
Do you want to use the cyberpunk shell to corrupt the core of my underworld?
"V."
Chu Jiang gave an instruction to the girl on the DJ booth through a private channel.
"The new DLC is out, and a hidden boss has been discovered. Now, redirect all infected port traffic to the 'Virtual Hell' folder that I asked you to preset earlier."
V, who was in a state of anxiety, was startled when he heard the instruction.
Virtual Hell folder?
Wasn't that a "dark room" full of bugs and mentally polluting programs that the boss specially made to test the stress resistance of new employees?
Where should we lead the virus?
Looking at Chu Jiang's "weak" appearance, almost as if he were about to die, and recalling his previous actions, she instantly understood what was going on.
"Roger that, boss!"
V's fingertips danced across the control panel once more.
This time, she wasn't trying to defend herself; instead, she actively opened a breach.
The explosive electronic rhythm transforms into a more seductive and infectious, magical melody.
The red data virus, like a shark smelling blood, immediately surged into the breach.
Below the stage, King Qin Guang was anxiously pacing back and forth as he watched Chu Jiang grow increasingly "weak".
"Everyone, we can't wait any longer! Dean Chu was severely injured because of our Underworld; we must act!"
"But Your Majesty, this virus is so strange. If we act rashly, I'm afraid..." King Chujiang hesitated.
While they were arguing...
"Cough cough..." Chu Jiang exhaled another puff of black smoke and raised his hand shakily.
"It's useless... unless... a master at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal is willing to burn their own essence to protect me..."
As he spoke, he glanced out of the corner of his eye toward the direction of the Heavenly Court.
"Or perhaps... which Buddha or Bodhisattva would be willing to cut off their own flesh to feed the eagles, using the supreme Dharma to purify this defilement..."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly transmitted throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths via the underworld network.
Almost simultaneously.
Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple.
An ancient Buddha who was meditating with his eyes closed suddenly opened them.
"Oh no! It's a trap!"