Chapter 1196: The Matrix (9)

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Normandy, connection program.
"Didi!" "Dudu!"
"Sir, do you need help?"
Anderson, who fell from the sky, smashed the seemingly solid asphalt road into a big hole, but he himself was completely fine.
When he grabbed the edge of the big pit and climbed to the surface again, all he saw were the vehicles blocking the traffic because of the commotion he caused, the curious onlookers, and the police officers who rushed to try to communicate with him.
This kind of familiar scenery had no sense of reality to an Alice who had just entered the rabbit hole.
"...Why? Did we accidentally fall into the'Matrix'?" Anderson looked around and tried to find Morpheus.
"No, infiltrating the matrix requires sufficient security to proceed." Morpheus walked out from behind the police officer.
At this moment, both pedestrians, vehicles, and even the fluttering flags are completely "solidified" in place.
"A pure jumping program should not add such useless and redundant background characters, so this is another part of the training program, right?" Anderson immediately used the logic of a senior programmer to analyze.
"Yes, we train fighting and jumping. Of course, what we have to deal with is not the same kind that is also controlled by the matrix, but the [agents] who are equivalent to the spokesperson of the matrix, that is, the black suits who track you."
Morpheus raised his hand and touched the police officer who was asking Anderson about the matter. The other party was blurred for a moment, and then turned into the dark suit and black suit he had seen before, and the man was holding a gun and aiming at Anderson's head.
"They are...anti-virus software?" Anderson glanced at the gun, shifting two steps to avoid the muzzle.
"Although it is not appropriate to call ourselves a virus, their responsibilities are indeed similar to those of anti-virus software. Their daily job is to hunt down and continue to die with us." Morpheus clicked again, and the "agent" became anew. Police officer.
In the next moment, the jammed traffic was restored, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed. The police officers picked up the walkie-talkie to report that there was nothing unusual and turned away without hesitation.
"They have the ability to completely suppress us, and they can replace anyone in the matrix at any time," Murphys said to Anderson in the middle of the endless stream. "All our training results are to be able to escape from their pursuit, and This is the training device on how to avoid agents."
"They can't be defeated?" Anderson was a little disbelief: "When I was hunted down, I noticed that their physical fitness did not exceed that of ordinary people."
"Yes, but not necessary," Murphys replied: "They look more powerful than they look. Even if we try our best to kill one of them, he will appear on the corner of the street you didn't see in the next second. "
"Then what is our purpose? Destroy the matrix directly at the data level?" Anderson remembered the term he once said.
"That is the ultimate goal. Before that, we have to recruit more fighters and train them," Morpheus didn't seem to be going to say any more. He turned and walked slowly into the endless stream of people: "I will mark an end for you, you When rushing there, try to avoid the hunting of agents. As for whether to use fighting or parkour, it is up to you to decide."
"Wait—" "Beep!"
Anderson wanted to ask what else, a van drove toward him quickly, and the driver honked his horn frantically to signal him to avoid.
It seemed that the preparation time was over, and Anderson kicked his feet and walked quickly from the middle of the road to the sidewalk.
People come and go, traffic is busy, pedestrians on the roadside no longer unconsciously keep a certain distance to avoid his position, some people are a little far away, others are closer inadvertently.
"It does look like returning to the matrix..." Anderson murmured, looked around slightly, and almost immediately found the mark Morpheus said.
It is a door that penetrates pedestrians, vehicles, and buildings all the way, projecting its image and position from a far away to the golden light door on Anderson's retina.
"Okay, it seems that there is the end point." Anderson muttered, and began to look for a path to the location of the door.

"I guess it won't be that simple." Anderson looked at the "agent" who was staring at him in the alley in front of him, and put out a Jeet Kune-do starting position.
Before, he found the specific location of the end point by looking up the town map, and then walked as far as possible on the remote path to approach there, as expected, without hindrance and pursuit.
This is a plan based on the characteristics of Agent Matrix being "anti-virus software" and "can replace others at any time", and it seems very successful.
After all, if the behavior logic of the simulated escape opponent is too far from the target, it will not be able to simulate.
If their behavior logic is anti-virus software, then agents will not be able to attack themselves before they show "harmfulness", and based on the characteristics of "substitutable for anyone" they can be reversed, and they can also pass through anyone's eyes Seeing everything these people see, then, as long as you don’t act as an illegal act, and try your best to avoid ordinary people’s sight, you only need—
Only deal with the guard agent who is guarding the gate of the finish line.
Anderson jumped back and forth, noting that the agent had no intention of actively attacking, so one hand changed from a fist to a palm, and the palm was stretched upward toward the agent, and then he hooked.
The agent activated instantly and rushed in front of Anderson in less than a breath, clenched his right hand, forming a 90-degree angle between his forearm and his arm, and punched a mid-section heavy punch into his abdomen.
Snapped! Snapped! boom!
The agent performed a heavy punch in his right hand and then a heavy punch in his left hand. After that, when Anderson's arms overlapped to maintain the middle defense, a head hammer smashed it, and Anderson, who had not had time to change to the upper defense, was dizzy and staggered. , And then lowered his waist to his side, and a fierce shoulder knocked Anderson away.
Da da! bump!
Anderson adjusted his posture in the air, kicked out with his legs, and stopped the flight back with the lane walls on both sides. When he looked again, the agent on the opposite side had already rushed in front of him. A heavy fist was hitting the road. , Anderson kicked the wall with his left leg so he turned around in the air, and then his right leg slammed like a whip on the head of the agent who failed to protect himself because of the attack. This blow not only knocked off the agent’s sunglasses, but even made him He flew out in a circle.
The agent got up from the ground again, touched his empty eyes, and stared at Anderson ferociously.
"It's pretty real, come again." Anderson continued to provoke with his palm.
In the next instant, the entire world turned into countless "gravels" and flew away in all directions, leaving only the original pure white world.
"We have to stop learning first," Morpheus reappeared, spreading his hands. "Grox seems to have found us."
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