58: Chapter 58 The Final Battle in the Data World

The canopy of the virtual space cracked inch by inch before Lin Fan's eyes, and shattered pixelated points of light fell like stardust across the sky. The ground beneath his feet was not solid but a digital quicksand composed of countless flowing 0s and 1s. Stepping on it caused ripples of code to spread out in layers; one careless move, and he would sink into the boundless digital turbulence.

In the previous chapter, Lin Fan had forcibly broken into Elizabeth's core data domain with the consciousness fragments of Michael and Franklin. However, the enemy had used spatial folding to scatter their formation. Franklin's consciousness was temporarily trapped in a layered, encrypted code maze, while Michael's consciousness had already begun to visibly disintegrate after shielding Lin Fan from a wave of lethal data flow. The edges of his silhouette flickered constantly with piercing white static, like a screen losing its signal on an old television, and even his voice was interrupted by bursts of electronic noise.

Elizabeth's figure hovered in the very center of this data chaos. She was no longer the cold, elegant human woman in a black trench coat; she had completely cast off the shackles of her humanoid form in the virtual world and transformed into a giant data snake coiled across the sky. Her body was made of countless intertwined strands of crimson and ink-black code, each scale a pulsing malicious program. At her seven-inch mark was embedded a spinning purple core—the hub of her source code and the source of her power. Her snake-like pupils were two vertical green lasers; wherever they swept, even the code in space melted with a sizzling sound, emitting a pungent, burnt smell—the scent of data being forcibly destroyed.

"Lin Fan, do you really think that with a half-crippled system and two NPC consciousnesses on the verge of vanishing, you can shake my rules?" Elizabeth's voice was no longer human but a synthesized composite of countless electronic tones, sounding as if hundreds of machines were speaking at once, cold and eerie. "Los Santos is my world. Every piece of code and every rule here was created by my hand. You are nothing more than an outsider who broke in from the real world, a mere clown."

Before her voice had even faded, the giant data snake violently whipped the tip of its tail. That tip condensed hundreds of black virus codes, like a poison-tipped spear, piercing toward Lin Fan's chest with a space-rending shriek. Its speed was extreme, and even the time in the virtual space seemed to be stretched and distorted. Lin Fan could even see the black afterimages left in the air as the tail tip sliced through.

"Watch out!" Michael roared as he lunged forward. His consciousness was now extremely weak and his body nearly transparent, yet he still mustered his last ounce of strength to condense a shield of blue code. The moment the shield formed, it was struck hard by the data snake's tail. With a crisp crack, the shield instantly shattered into countless tiny points of code light. Michael was sent flying by the massive impact, slamming heavily into a data barrier. His entire silhouette dimmed instantly, and droplets of white data flow, like human blood, even spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Michael!" Lin Fan's eyes nearly split from rage. He could clearly feel Michael's consciousness fluctuations rapidly weakening. If this continued, Michael's consciousness would eventually vanish entirely within this data space, leaving not a trace behind. Gritting his teeth, he raised his hand to activate the upgraded Los Santos Survival Guide system. The system panel quickly expanded before him, its originally light blue interface now glowing with a dazzling golden light. Rows of code scrolled frantically across the panel—this was the "Code Editing" ability he had unlocked, and his only capital to contend with Elizabeth at this moment.

"System, Condense Sword!" Lin Fan shouted low. As his fingertips swiped across the system panel, countless golden codes erupted from it, quickly condensing and taking shape in his hand. These codes were the pure essence he had refined from the rules of Los Santos, devoid of any malice, forming a sharp contrast with Elizabeth's dark code. In the blink of an eye, a code light sword, entirely golden with soft light flowing along the blade, appeared in Lin Fan's hand. Several loops of blue data flow were wrapped around the hilt—these were the consciousness fragments of Michael and Franklin that he had specifically integrated, carrying a hint of familiar warmth.

Lin Fan gripped the light sword and kicked off the ground, his body turning into a golden stream of light as he charged toward the giant data snake. Various game rules of Los Santos flashed through his mind, along with everything he had experienced since crossing over—from triggering the system during a robbery at the start, to being hit with a three-star wanted level for robbing a convenience store, to meeting Michael and Franklin and fighting side by side. From street thugs to gang bosses, from five-star wanted criminals to the underground Guardians of Los Santos. These memories transformed into a powerful force, surging through his limbs and causing his code light sword to erupt with even more dazzling brilliance.

The sword and the snake's tail collided violently in the void, and golden and black light exploded instantly, forming a massive energy shockwave that swept through the entire data space. The surrounding code barriers collapsed layer by layer under the shockwave, revealing the deeper architecture of the virtual world behind them. These were game scenes Lin Fan knew all too well: the colorful block matrix of Tetris, the mushroom forests of super mario, and the gunfight levels of Contra. These were all classic game underlying codes that Elizabeth had borrowed when building her virtual world, and now, due to the spatial collapse, they were all exposed.

"Damn it!" Elizabeth hadn't expected Lin Fan's code light sword to possess such formidable power. Her tail tip was numbed by the shock, and several of her crimson scales shattered, falling and turning into black virus code that burned sizzlingly in the void. A flash of fury crossed her green snake eyes, and her giant body coiled up suddenly, her mouth spewing a torrent of black flames. These were not ordinary flames but were composed of countless burning malicious programs; wherever they went, even space was scorched and melted.

Lin Fan didn't dare to take the hit head-on. Using the "Data Teleportation" skill unlocked by the system, his figure flickered repeatedly in the void, evading the black flame attacks. When the black flames hit the ground, they instantly burned a massive black hole, from which distorted code continuously surged like a man-eating beast. Using the momentum of his teleportation, Lin Fan circled to the side of the giant data snake and slashed his code light sword fiercely toward her seven-inch mark—her Source Code Hub and her fatal weakness.

"You dare!" Elizabeth shrieked shrilly. Her snake body twisted violently, using its thick frame to block Lin Fan's attack. The light sword struck the snake's body with a piercing metallic clang, and golden light collided with crimson scales, sending countless sparks flying. Lin Fan could clearly feel that the snake's code defense was incredibly solid, like a thick layer of titanium alloy armor. With his current strength alone, he simply couldn't break through.

Just then, Michael's voice came again, heavy with electronic static but still firm: "Lin Fan! Her code defense has a flaw! When I hit her data barrier just now, I saw a segment of code beside her Source Code Hub pulsing in reverse. That's a bug left over from her borrowing other game rules!"

Hearing this, Lin Fan's gaze instantly locked onto the purple core at Elizabeth's seven-inch mark. Sure enough, at the edge of the core, a segment of pale gray code was pulsing in the opposite direction of the surrounding crimson code. The pattern of that code was incredibly familiar—it was the Turtle Shell code from super mario!

Elizabeth had clearly also realized her flaw had been seen through by Michael. A flash of panic crossed her snake eyes, followed by even greater rage: "Damn NPC! You were supposed to be a pawn in my hands, yet you dare to help an outsider against me! I will make your consciousness vanish completely, with no chance of reincarnation!"

Before her words finished, her snake head snapped toward Michael, and her mouth spat a precise black laser aimed straight at Michael's consciousness. Michael was now unable to dodge; his silhouette was so faint it was almost invisible. He could only look at Lin Fan with a bitter smile, his lips curling into a familiar, rogue-like grin: "Kid, don't just stand there. I've never respected anyone in my life, but I respect your fearless spirit. Smash her server for me, and see for me what Los Santos will be like without her control..."

Lin Fan's heart felt as if it were being squeezed hard by an invisible hand, the pain making it almost impossible to breathe. Without a second thought, he pushed his teleportation skill to the limit. His figure instantly appeared in front of Michael, using his own back to block that black laser. The laser struck Lin Fan's back hard; he could clearly feel his consciousness being scorched. The energy value on the system panel dropped frantically, and an agonizing pain radiated from his back, as if countless needles were piercing his nerves.

But he gritted his teeth and didn't retreat a single step. His code light sword gathered power once more, its golden light almost illuminating the entire data space. "Elizabeth, you think because you control the code, you control everything? You're wrong!" Lin Fan's voice carried a towering rage and an unwavering resolve. "The charm of Los Santos has never been cold code and rules. It's the life here, Michael's loyalty, Franklin's hot-blooded impulsiveness, and those seemingly ordinary NPCs who have their own joys and sorrows. It's the time we spent fighting side by side! These are things you will never understand, and never be able to control!"

He suddenly raised his hand, lifting the code light sword high. He frantically mobilized the system's Code Editing ability in his mind, forcibly extracting the game rules of super mario and integrating them into the light sword. "Don't you love borrowing code from other games? Then today, I'll use the bug you left yourself to send you on your way!"

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Lin Fan shouted loudly, his code light sword slashing fiercely at the Turtle Shell code segment next to Elizabeth's Source Code Hub.

This time, his attack was not merely a collision of code, but carried the classic "stomp the turtle" mechanic from "super mario"—the moment the light sword touched that Turtle Shell code, a dazzling yellow light suddenly burst forth.

The rules of the virtual space were rewritten in an instant, and the previously rock-solid snake body defense became incredibly fragile, as if all its power had been drained away.

"No! This is impossible!" Elizabeth let out a shrill scream; she felt the threat of death, the terror of having her source code tampered with.

Her giant snake body suddenly writhed violently, like a turtle whose shell had been stepped on, losing its balance.

Her massive body tumbled and fell through the void, her green snake eyes filled with disbelief and despair.

Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Lin Fan flashed to the critical weak point of Elizabeth.

The code light sword in his hand condensed all his strength, along with the consciousness blessings of Michael De Santa and Franklin, and stabbed fiercely into the purple Source Code Hub.

With a "puff" sound, like piercing through a thin membrane, the purple Source Code Hub was instantly enveloped in golden light, and countless crimson codes began to crack and dissipate.

Elizabeth's giant snake body began to shrink rapidly; the massive form that had previously coiled above the sky was now turning into fine code particles at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her electronically synthesized voice became weaker and weaker, filled with intense resentment: "Lin Fan... you won... but the connection between the virtual world and the real world... has already been opened by me... do you think... this is the end... this is just the beginning..."

Before her voice had even faded, Elizabeth's figure completely dissipated into the void, leaving only the purple Source Code Hub, wrapped in golden light, slowly rotating in the void.

Lin Fan stumbled back a few steps, his code light sword turning into golden light particles and dissipating into the air.

His consciousness body had also suffered severe damage; the burning sensation on his back remained intense, the energy value on the system panel was nearly bottomed out, and he was even unsteady on his feet.

Yet, he immediately turned and rushed toward Michael De Santa's consciousness body.

Michael De Santa's consciousness body was now so faint it was nearly transparent, with only a faint glimmer pulsating at his chest—that was his last spark of consciousness.

Lin Fan reached out, wanting to grab Michael De Santa's consciousness body, but found his fingers unable to touch it, only passing through the transparent light and shadow.

"Michael..." Lin Fan's voice was choked with sobs.

This was his first true friend since transmigrating to Los Santos, the old pal who, when he was under a three-star wanted level, chose without hesitation to flee with him; the Michael De Santa who always complained about him but always stood up for him at critical moments.

Michael De Santa's consciousness body drifted slowly in front of Lin Fan, his face still wearing that roguish smile, though his outline was already blurred: "Kid, don't pull such a long face. I've lived enough in this life—robbed banks, flirted with beauties, fought gangs. Now, being able to have a go at a data monster for the sake of Los Santos, it's worth it."

His consciousness body gently touched Lin Fan's forehead, as if making a final farewell: "Take care of Tracey and Jimmy for me, and tell Franklin not to be so impulsive all the time, to use his brain more. Also, kid, live well, guard Los Santos, and hold onto everything we fought for together..."

As his voice fell, the faint glimmer on Michael De Santa's chest suddenly extinguished.

His consciousness body turned into countless fine white light particles, like fireflies dancing across the sky, slowly drifting into every corner of the void, eventually dissipating completely, leaving no trace behind.

"Michael—!" Lin Fan roared at the sky, his voice filled with grief and despair, echoing endlessly in this silent virtual space.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, and his very consciousness body trembled from overwhelming sorrow.

He remembered speeding through the streets of Los Santos with Michael De Santa, the thrill of robbing the jewelry store together, eating skewers and drinking in bars while complaining about the bizarre rules of Los Santos, and how Michael De Santa always complained about him but was the first to rush forward to protect him whenever he was in danger...

Those scenes flashed through his mind like a movie, each one filled with the warmth of everyday life, forming a sharp contrast with the cold digital space of the present.

Just as Lin Fan was immersed in grief, a slight vibration suddenly came from the void.

The blue code that had been scattered began to re-converge, forming a blurred figure—it was Franklin!

He had finally broken out of the code maze.

Franklin's consciousness body was also somewhat weak, with static flickering at the edges of his outline.

He saw Lin Fan's devastated appearance and looked at the empty void around them, instantly understanding what had happened.

His voice was heavy with deep sorrow: "Lin Fan... Michael De Santa, he..."

Lin Fan did not turn back, only slowly raising his hand to point at the purple Source Code Hub wrapped in golden light in the void, his voice as raspy as sandpaper rubbing: "He's gone. To help me find Elizabeth's vulnerability, to let me win this battle, his consciousness body has completely dissipated."

Franklin's body shuddered violently, his eyes turning red instantly.

He clenched his fists and smashed them fiercely against a data barrier nearby, which shattered instantly: "Damn Elizabeth! I must make her pay! No, she's already dead, but that's not enough! Michael De Santa, he..."

Lin Fan took a deep breath, suppressing the grief in his heart, and turned around slowly.

His eyes still held sadness, but even more so, determination and resolve.

He patted Franklin on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Franklin, Michael De Santa did not die in vain. He used his consciousness to buy hope for Los Santos, to give us the chance to defeat Elizabeth. We cannot let his sacrifice be in vain; we must guard Los Santos and make this place the way he hoped it would be. That is the best tribute we can offer him."

He looked toward the purple Source Code Hub in the void and continued: "Although Elizabeth is dead, her source code remains. And you heard her last words; the connection between the virtual world and the real world has been opened by her."

"Next, what we have to face might be an enemy even more powerful than Elizabeth, perhaps an unknown threat from the real world, or perhaps the collapse of the rules of the virtual world. But no matter what it is, we must face it together, just like before—fighting side by side, never retreating."

Franklin looked at Lin Fan's firm gaze, and remembering Michael De Santa's dying wish, he nodded slowly, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his own eyes becoming resolute: "You're right, Lin Fan. Michael De Santa's sacrifice cannot be in vain. We must guard Los Santos. For Michael De Santa, and for everyone in Los Santos, we must win!"

Lin Fan nodded, raised his hand to activate the system panel, and began attempting to absorb Elizabeth's Source Code Hub.

The purple Source Code Hub, wrapped in golden light, floated slowly toward Lin Fan.

The moment it touched his palm, countless lines of code flooded into his mind; these were the rules of Los Santos that Elizabeth had controlled, and all the power she had accumulated.

Prompts on the system panel rang out continuously: [Detected unknown Source Code Hub, parsing...]

[Parsing successful, obtained control over Elizabeth's rules...]

[Los Santos Survival Guide system upgraded, unlocked new ability: Code Editing...]

[Virtual space stability recovering, data corruption phenomena gradually fading...]

As the source code merged, Lin Fan could clearly feel his Code Editing ability becoming stronger, even allowing him to vaguely control some of the rules of Los Santos.

The surrounding virtual space began to gradually stabilize; the shattered sky re-condensed, the cracked ground began to repair itself, and those exposed classic game scenes began to slowly merge into the underlying code of Los Santos, becoming more harmonious.

Meanwhile, in the real world of Los Santos, the various anomalies that had appeared due to data corruption—pixel cracks in the sky, disappearing NPCs on the streets, distorted and deformed buildings—all began to return to normal at this moment.

The police no longer indiscriminately pursued citizens, and the gang wars gradually ceased.

Los Santos, the city that had once become chaotic and unbearable due to Elizabeth's control, was slowly returning to its original state, and was also slowly becoming a brand new, hope-filled world.

But Lin Fan knew that this was not the end, but a new beginning.

Elizabeth's last words still echoed in his mind.

The connection between the virtual world and the real world had been opened.

What would that door connecting the two worlds bring? Hope, or destruction? A new adventure, or a deadly threat?

He looked toward the sky in the void, which was still somewhat chaotic.

There seemed to be a faint, flickering crack there.

Behind the crack was an unknown darkness, as if a pair of eyes were silently watching Los Santos, watching him.

Lin Fan clenched his fists, a flash of determination in his eyes.

No matter what the future held for him, he would carry Michael De Santa's expectations, Franklin's trust, and the hope of all the citizens of Los Santos, and face it bravely.

He was Lin Fan, an outsider who had transmigrated into GTA5, a wanted criminal in Los Santos, and at this moment, the Guardian of Los Santos.

The adventure in Los Santos continued.

And his own legend had only just begun.