Digi The Killer's
23 Self-Sustaining Programs
Goddamnit! Apparently there was an intruder who had freed Time. I didn't know that this intruder was so powerful that my trap programs were broken down so easily. When he infiltrated, I was still busy with Ergo's fingers pressing on my body. He still plays Pipe Dream, a pipe game, which is very popular.
At that time I also tried to make the programs that have been installed in me do not experience a jam alias hang. Therefore, every detail of the program that has been planned I try to run well, When I concentrate with the pleasure of Ergo, suddenly the Swadaya Program comes crashing. He reported there were intruders inside the hallways of my microchip, striped devil! If he were to tear apart the structure inside the microchip, I would be destroyed in a second. I'm done for a moment.
But the self-help program tried to calm my heart. She was saying goodbye, it seemed that I just saw her leaving, but she was trying to smile, As usual, she wanted to comfort me. The nature of the program wadaya ni is already like a human being, namely assessing superiors. That's why I'm happy to rule him. And as soon as I heard my orders, the Swadaya Program was happy not to be overcast.
Such is. The Swadaya program provides information, smugglers do not know about the tenology at all. Smuggler's identity. The program said, it looks like it's the same with some guests who are in the form of a virus. The figure of this smuggler, despite not having a sufficient supply of computer knowledge, but in fact he is very fast to learn. All forms of programs designed over many years are understood in just one thousandth of a second. The trap of the program designed through the Chi program was falling out before him.
I don't know what this smuggler is. I suspect, this is driven by hackers to tear apart our program. If he's a hacker, why is he blind to technology? I'm surprised,” grunts the program a bit upset.
“Until where the smuggler is now?!” Mobile phone like swearing with full of frustration.
“She seems to have reached the point of Time retention!”
“And she managed to free him?”
“Sorry, Mr.”
“I asked, did he manage to free Sang Time from my program confinement?”
“Until this second, all programs have been distributed to identify the smuggler, sir. But it turned out to be less successful.”
HP #2 MSDP just swears in the heart.
The program is silent. He did not dare to add to the conversation.
“Program!”
“Ya, Mr.”
“Catch them.”
“I've done it before Sir ordered.”
“So what solubility have you done?”
“I have deployed all trap programs to return to the bars of the binary opposition that has been archived.”
I then scrunched my forehead. In my mind raging sentence if then, “Tadikau says smugglers are very smart understand the program.”
“Meanor?”
“Pensive Self-help program. I saw him as though stunned at my words. Before he spoke, I continued. “You should make another new program. You also have a density beyond the human mind. I'm sure your program can handle that rancid bastard.”
“What is the purpose of the prohgram, Mister?”
“Target the program is clear: recapture time and smuggle that son of a bitch. Do not use old words. Quickly carry out!”
“Good, Sir, the Self-help Program turned around leaving me alone.”
I'm obviously still excited about this. I had just been made happy because Ergo's consciousness had brought time here, but the pleasure did not last long. Time has escaped. Just now I was made happy because Ergo's consciousness had already united me compared to others. Time included. To the extent that time was plunged into unrecognizable webs, Ergo's consciousness had just made me the number one altar of his mind. I have just become king in every logarithm of his soul.
It was all just now. But everything is like a dream that has just ended. I'm sure it's not a dream, I'll show you how much I'm still a technology worthy of reckoning with its presence in the midst of human consciousness. I am the master of man, not man, the master of technology. I've made human life follow the cursor of technological life. Now, behold, there is no man who does not depend on his life from a cell phone.
I am God's substitute for all men. And now, after an intruder has disrupted my performance, I want to prove myself as a determinant of everything.
In the byte step illuminated by the microwatt's electrical energy, I was able to keep an eye on the performance of the Swadaya Program. Actually, the self-help program I created myself has been designed by its creators who now work at Microsoft Corporation. But the plan is very open. In a program clause, the program creates a safety program manager for itself when the program manager is threatened. As for the materials, techniques, targets, goals, as well as the creation of menu files it was all left to my shoulders as the program manager. After the prpoghram manager had been working all this time, I saw that it had worked. He was able to overcome viruses spread through electricity, able to make hackers slamming, and involved a variety of worm viruses that always symptomatic on each computer. But for the virus claiming to be Ramses that came from hundreds of years before Christ, the Swadya Program seems to have not been able to cope. Even the pursuits that were muted during iu had experienced failure. Maybe a total failure. I don't know, I'm waiting for the results now.
I just got in touch with a telecommunications binary. The Swadaya program said it was in the process of finishing a subordinate program. All right, I'll wait. If it doesn't work, I'll act alone. What can I do.
Then the telecommunications code reads. The phone immediately lifted. The Swadaya program. “What's up?”
“Prpogram is ready, Mr.”
“What is the target program that you make?”
“Quite trivial, Mr.”
“What is it?”
“Target dead operation on the spot, Mr.”
“Hahaha, good. Goody. You're a smart program. You later I will raise it to a co-manager program that can know everything I have to do for humans.”
“Thank you, Mr.”
“Sana, operate and give me happy tidings about the death of the smuggler and the time.”
“Executed soon, Mr.”
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