Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 2499: Chapter 2491: Something Fishy

Once the alarm went off, Feng Jun knew he couldn’t stay any longer; he had to leave quickly.

He then ran to a blind spot of a monitor—the blind spots in the command center’s surveillance mostly had reasons, but this one was formed because of the branches growing too densely, and the soldiers hadn’t adjusted them in time.

He released Gobaf, manually operated it to make him commit suicide, and as the deceased’s arm holding the laser gun slowly drooped, he had already teleported to a collapsed building over ten miles away.

Although he left, the Big Boss’s Divine Sense was still enough to monitor the military core.

Due to the laser pistol fired just now, the soldiers found the deceased Gobaf within five seconds.

With a laser gun suicide targeting the head, it’s typically impossible to resurrect. Realizing this, the alarm was quickly lifted, and the military department hid back into the dark of night.

However, there were still quite a few people busy in the command center, Gobaf’s identity was determined within five seconds, and another ten seconds were used to confirm that the pass in his hand was stolen, and the owner had already passed away.

Two minutes later, someone found a photo of the God of Insect Statue in his pocket, and for a moment, everyone present was stunned, "Is this... from that cult?"

It can be seen that the high levels were not unaware of the Insect God Cult’s existence, choosing not to publicize it, likely not wanting to provoke panic.

Immediately after, someone cursed angrily in a low voice, "Who introduced this guy to the military department? They deserve to die a thousand deaths!"

"Wait for the investigation results," someone remained calm, "A single photo doesn’t represent much, maybe someone wants to sow discord."

But others disagreed with him, saying, "If they wanted to sow discord, couldn’t they use other tricks? Using such an anti-human method is itself a declaration of war."

The investigation result quickly came out, and this photo could affect brain waves to some degree, confirming it was real.

"Retinal imaging!" This was another high-tech investigation method to extract retinal information from the recently deceased, rearranging visual memories from the last half minute to a minute of their life.

"Investigate all records since this person enlisted," another order was given.

Unconsciously, someone revealed the reason for setting the ambush, "I don’t think this person is the spy downloading information; when that person entered Lieutenant Colonel Salina’s office, no one knew how they entered the command center, yet this person used a fake pass."

It turned out that although Feng Jun cleared his tracks, the process of downloading massive amounts of data couldn’t be erased. Salina woke up the next day feeling something was off about sleeping so soundly for two nights.

Being a spy herself, she was very alert to such anomalies, so she checked some information and found to her horror that her data downloads were terrifyingly high on those two nights.

Then she used some methods to test her terminal, discovering that it had data written to it and then erased.

During the writing and erasing process, the terminal’s space was massively occupied—no way around it, Feng Jun, though diligent in learning computer operations, hadn’t reached expert level.

Salina then decisively notified the Intelligence Division; deep down, she vaguely suspected someone was out to get her.

Once the Intelligence Division investigated, it was even more professional, quickly figuring out that Salina’s ID downloaded a large number of military equipment repair manuals during those two nights. Then, through the monitoring center, they understood that Salina herself was operating both times.

This situation was terrifyingly strange; Salina swore it wasn’t her operating, and the circumstances indicated the other party somehow had mimicry capabilities.

Psychologically, people were inclined to believe her, though objectively, there was a possibility of a thief crying foul, the things she downloaded weren’t that sensitive—external parties might need them, but within the military, obtaining such items wasn’t hard.

The scariest thing was that someone was able to mimic Salina, even simulating fingerprints and irises, which was challenging everyone’s worldview, so this person had to be caught quickly!

Then, they devised a plan for an ambush, unexpectedly encountering a follower of the Insect God Cult, bringing forth a shivering thought among many, "Could it be, the Insect Race is learning to use warships?"

If not for stealing knowledge, why learn repair techniques?

Individual insects were extremely powerful, but the Human Race had never fallen into despair—firstly because despair is useless—no amount of despair can prevent becoming insect food, and secondly because insects didn’t use high-tech weapons.

If insects started using high-tech weapons, the Human Race would have to despair even if they didn’t want to.

However, at any given time, there are always some rational and calm people, "Perhaps things aren’t so bad; insects rely on faith, and their diverse builds prevent unified warship production. Without unity, manufacturing is tough, and maintenance is troublesome."

Someone supplemented, "I think the Insect Race collecting maintenance manuals could be studying these military equipment weaknesses, for targeted attacks... it’s not unprecedented."

When the Human Race and Insect Race first encountered each other in space, these issues indeed arose; the Human Race suffered great losses, but the Insect Race was caught off guard and paid a hefty price, hence seeking ways to counter these warships.

To put it simply, the Human Race invented Soul Search blocking chips largely because the Insect Race used Soul Search to understand humans, with the emphasis naturally being on how to tackle warships.

But after thousands of years, both the Insect Race and Human Race have made notable progress, becoming familiar with each other’s situations, and generally lazy in probing these details further—even if new human weapons emerge, they always follow a pattern, adapt after a few battles.

Everyone was analyzing these issues when Salina suddenly spoke up, "No, this person... this Human Race traitor should not be the one downloading information; otherwise, they would have mimicked, why use a stolen pass?"

After proposing this question, her inspiration exploded again, "I believe the data-downloading spy might not need to pass checkpoints at all."

"Is it possible they’re that capable?" Someone frowned, thinking if entering the command center didn’t require passing checkpoints, it would be terrifying.

Someone thoughtfully nodded, "It can’t be ruled out, this traitor chose a surveillance blind spot for their suicide."

"That’s because of the branches covering it. The command center’s walls definitely don’t have blind spots!" Someone disagreed; this could involve dereliction of duty, "I’m curious, if the data downloader isn’t the Human Race traitor, what’s their relation?"

"They can’t be partners," finally a reasonable, clear-minded person spoke up, "I feel the Human Race traitor was deliberately exposed, so they likely didn’t commit suicide; unfortunately, that shot destroyed the brainwave chip."

"Didn’t commit suicide..." Someone’s face turned pale, "Could there be someone able to manipulate the cult followers?"

"This is an unknown issue," someone acknowledged their side’s shortcomings, "but what I really want to know now is why the Human Race traitor proactively exposed themselves, or... what’s the intent behind the data-downloading force?"

Then someone analyzed, "If your hypothesis holds, the Insect Race doesn’t need to steal data, meaning the only ones stealing data could be the Human Race, leading to an obvious conclusion: anyone who acknowledges being Human would hate Human Race traitors?"

"Now there’s just one problem," someone raised a finger, resembling a leader, "Which force would secretly download the data? Mimicry of fingerprints and irises—who’s developed such advanced technology?"

Then this person turned their head to Salina, "Lieutenant Colonel, I want to ask... where is your ancestral homeland?"

Salina was momentarily stunned before sighing, "My ancestral homeland is Xiongman Green Star Moon City."

This was something she couldn’t deny. The Human Federation and Insect Race’s full-scale war created enormous survival pressure, leaving no absolute privacy; if one wanted to investigate her, a genetic comparison could easily reveal the truth.

Moreover, her education and military service records were clearly documented, she even had inheritance rights to the Green Star Moon City Earl title, though her succession ranking was relatively low.

Her identity... was sensitive, but no one dared openly question it; the Xiongman Empire has disbanded and is now part of the Federation, though many nobles retain titles, there’s easily a large batch of nobles who died in the Human Race defense wars.

Someone like Salina, a top ten-ranked Earl heir, would at least be a titled Knight once the same-generation Earl title is confirmed, despite being untransmittable, could barely count as nobility.

If she died here, she’d be another noble dying in the Human Race defense war.

Within the Human Alliance’s unified resistance against the Insect Race, who dares to accuse her carelessly of harboring malicious intentions without being politically correct—if former Xiongman Empire citizens became disheartened due to this, it would be a significant issue!

The person asking hadn’t anticipated that a casual question would touch a Thunder, he paused, then smiled, "I heard there’s a prospective female Baron from the Xiongman Empire in the military department, didn’t expect it was you... Since it’s you, couldn’t have been a spy."

The speaker held position eight within the military department, understanding well that the Xiongman Empire wasn’t too stable, and that the Xiongman Restoration Army was an influential local armed force, yet precisely because of this, he couldn’t express suspicion toward Salina.

In fact, he didn’t suspect any handiwork because that the Xiongman Restoration Army... how to put this?

Ultimately, it was a group of old and young eager to restore ancestral glory, lacking ambition yet influential, but when it came to technological level, they were significantly behind.

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