Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 288 - 288 68 Chaos

288: Chapter 68 Chaos 288: Chapter 68 Chaos “`

“Lucky,” I suppose.

In any case, Yuan Wenren did not have the opportunity to put her anti-tracking techniques to the test that day.

The strange Jianghu Hero of the Heavenly Gang tier Green Forest did not pursue her.

He seemed to be honestly competing in martial arts with those dojo masters.

However, Yuan Wenren still took Yuki for several rounds through the city streets.

It wasn’t until nightfall that the two returned to their temporary base.

The little one, starved and wailing, had been waiting.

Yuan Wenren had actually planned on leaving Yuki at the Martial Arts School and returning by herself.

The appearance of that Green Forest figure truly disrupted her plans.

Yuki hastily comforted the inconsolable little girl.

Meanwhile, Yuan Wenren immediately switched to her Jianghu-ready prosthetic body.

After severing the car’s connection to the wireless network, she logged onto the vehicle’s mainframe and, leveraging the system’s capabilities, began to practice her Inner Strength Techniques for a quick self-check.

This system was also from the “Old Senior.” According to him, it was supposedly his own creation.

The system’s architecture was quite dated, and the virus database somewhat behind, but Yuan Wenren had previously downloaded the latest patches from the public resources of Heroes.

Soon, Yuan Wenren confirmed that she was indeed not afflicted by any Gu, everything was normal.

The QR code itself was not the mysterious code to open a backdoor; if there were any traps, they would most likely have affected the Internal Strength Master at the other end of the network.

The QR code led to a website.

After that, Yuan Wenren shielded herself with Inner Strength and cautiously connected to the webpage.

It appeared to be an exceedingly simple message board, entirely public, without any encryption, allowing anyone to leave messages.

Aside from the black and white line-based interface, the webpage really had nothing else.

It was as if they couldn’t be bothered to even add public domain artwork.

A message had been posted on the page half an hour earlier.

“Post: Is it really a Green Forest using this webpage to gather intelligence?

My dream is shattered, this is too rudimentary, isn’t it?” (0 replies)

This was the only content.

It seemed likely that a disciple of a Martial Arts School had captured the QR code and inadvertently leaked it.

Though everyone feared the Green Forest, there were always people in the world who were not afraid to die.

Moreover, the person who made the post was very likely not a resident of Domingo City.

There are always those in the world who fear death, thinking “you surely can’t track me down through the internet.”

But those who think this way are mostly devoid of any sense of security.

They have no concept of Inner Strength.

Pretty much any Internal Strength Master could burn out a specific user’s device from a distance.

If this “device” happens to be the central system of a Cybernetically Enhanced Person with extensive modifications, that could be a deadly affair.

It is said that indeed a Green Forest adept had used Inner Strength to exterminate one by one those who dared to speak against him online.

Yuan Wenren quickly traced the post’s IP and found a contact method—the poster had done nothing to hide his own tracks.

She sent a temporary email with a rudimentary firewall installation package.

Though this package’s effectiveness against a master was negligible, and the poster might not dare to install it, it was still a gesture of goodwill.

The next day, Domingo City maintained its facade of calm.

Yuan Wenren observed the Martial Arts Schools through remote cameras and saw no signs of death; everything appeared to be business as usual.

— It seems that Green Forest did not kill anyone.

Yuan Wenren thought this, but the idea provided her no comfort.

On the contrary, the Female Hero only felt a chill.

Green Forest is known for its killing.

If a Green Forest can curb his destructive desires, then it’s very likely he is plotting something bigger.

And a Green Forest’s “plotting” eventually points to “killing more generously.” Even “Practicing Skills” amounts to “killing with greater assurance.” Killing, or rather, “annihilating individuals who are not part of our group,” is in itself the purpose.

“Who is that guy, after all…” Yuan Wenren pondered with a furrowed brow, “What exactly is he planning?”

Yuan Wenren quickly referred to the Green Forest Tiger List—the equivalent of a wanted list, entirely public, which included detailed information about these Green Forest figures, such as their proficiency in Martial Arts, Prosthetic Body parameters, and even their Martial arts styles and habits.

Yuan Wenren hastened to cross-reference the information pertaining to the Heavenly Gang, but to no avail.

She reviewed the Fiend Earth section carefully, noting that including “Chain Missile” Gleayard, a total of eleven Green Forest figures had been delisted in the past six months, one had risen to the Heavenly Gang, with only minor ranking changes otherwise.

There was still no information about that Martial Artist.

“It looks like I didn’t remember wrongly; that guy was not on the Green Forest Tiger List before this month and is not any of the one hundred and eight stars of slaughter,” Yuan Wenren surmised.

Maybe he used to be a Hero?

At this thought, Yuan Wenren’s eyes dimmed for a few seconds.

A fall from grace of a Famed Hero…

it’s a sad affair for anyone involved.

But Heroes are even more elusive than Green Forest.

Yuan Wenren compared the records on the Dragon-Phoenix List, which documents Jianghu Heroes, and only found a few potential matches.

— What exactly does that guy want to do?

The Female Hero pondered such questions until the third day.

On the third day, disturbances began to emerge in Domingo City.

Initially, people only sensed gang fights.

Yuan Wenren saw numerous newly uploaded photos and videos on local portal websites, seemingly traces of violent conflicts.

Yuan Wenren sent several anonymous Virtual Coins to those uploaders, leaving no other messages.

It was all to encourage them to continue gathering information on this front.

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Heroes also need to learn to utilize these means.

And Yuki was responsible for monitoring broadcasts.

Just on this very night, he had found a Broadcasting Client who claimed that Domingo City was now in chaos, with the gangs apparently in a headless state.

It was on this very night that the Protectors of Domingo City entered the scene.

They didn’t care about any Martial Arts Schools and gangs, but large casualty events within their own territory would indeed affect their prospects.

In the following two days, the chaos in Domingo City became increasingly evident.

……………………………………………

“Hurry, hurry, hurry!” a leader of a Martial Artist squad screamed, “Magnetic Fiber Net!

Magnetic Fiber Net!”

In front of him, a shadowy figure clad in grey and black leaped down from a ten-meter-high building, emitting a beam of light from behind and crashing towards them like a meteor.

A Martial Artist barely managed to toss out a Magnetic Fiber Net—a weapon made by combining high-strength carbon fibers with electromagnets.

Upon touching the target, it would immediately contract.

But the shadowy figure instantly swung the weapon in hand.

The net immediately coiled around his sword.

The powerful electromagnetic force even disrupted the trajectory of other Magnetic Fiber Nets.

Then, the net, along with the sword, struck another Martial Artist.

The leader roared and unleashed a series of boxing techniques to advance.

Borshu dodged with a lightning-fast spin move, then pressed down on the nape of the Martial Artist’s neck.

Their back’s Vector Injector, along with the tire, exerted force violently, causing Borshu to fall sideways to the ground, and while dodging another Martial Artist’s flame-tip spear, he forced the leader to the ground and broke his neck outright.

After the strongest Martial Artist fell, Borshu overturned the remaining team members with three punches and two kicks.

Then, he quickly rushed into an alleyway.

After the leader’s concussion slightly cleared, he immediately connected to the network and reported, “This is Squad 037, the target is heading southwest, I repeat, the target is heading southwest!”

But he knew he was in trouble now.

They had lost the target.

Borshu pulled a cloak from the storage box on his body and draped it over himself once more.

He didn’t kill those men.

Although the Green Forest loved killing, they couldn’t kill if they were dead.

So when entering the city, they would also opt for concealment and restraint, refraining from killing.

The government wouldn’t truly target every single person from the Green Forest entering their surveillance range, unless he continued to kill.

“Losing protection” is just equal to “the Protector doesn’t stop others from killing you.” For the strong, this is no big deal.

But if one continues to kill those under protection or even the forces of the government, then the situation would be different.

The government would surely mobilize all efforts to exterminate them.

Today was just about reconnaissance and stabilization by a small squad, nothing more.

He could still wander here for a few more days.

—That’s right, just like this, get used to “not killing” first…

Borshu pictured the action of “deep breathing,” using natural instincts to calm himself down.

He could still stay here for a few days.

During these days, the people from the Martial Arts Schools should uncover something, a clue or two.

Of course, he didn’t expect those Martial Arts School people to honestly post the intelligence on the website.

As far as records go, no Martial Arts School person was a frequent visitor to that site.

However, there were a few individuals, likely from the government, monitoring that message board.

But as soon as any Martial Arts School person left even a trace, he could swoop in and assimilate those from the Martial Arts Schools.

Then, whatever intelligence he wanted, they would confess honestly.

Martial Arts School people lacked Inner Strength; hacking into a Cybernetically Enhanced Person’s prosthetic body to force them to access “shared memories” wasn’t difficult.

That was Borshu’s true purpose.

That message board was merely a decoy to attract attention.

As long as he…

Suddenly, Borshu stopped in his tracks.

He felt someone was tracking him.

Borshu turned around and lunged back.

“Ahh!” a human let out a shrill scream.

Borshu halted.

He looked at the woman in front of him and challenged angrily, “Why is it you?”

It was the girl he had met in the Wilderness.

(In Borshu’s mind, he had simply gone out to kill, not “save.”)

He had used the girl along the way to train himself to overcome the urge to kill.

Meanwhile, the girl had followed him to Domingo City.

Then, he should have stopped bothering with her.

The girl shrank back, like some kind of young bird.

She cried out, “Great Hero, I’ve finally seen you again…

Sob sob sob…

Great Hero…

Thank you…”