Right before she could turn her head, she was roughly slammed against the wall by a hand on her throat. It felt as if she had just gotten the air knocked out of her as she continuously coughed.

A shiver ran down her back as she felt the Hot breath of a person blow against her right ear. Her muscles tightened as her eyes tried to figure out who the person was in front of her but to her dismay, the room was too dark.

She froze in shock and horror once she heard the smooth and deep voice of a man next to her ear.

"You have two options. Either you get out of my house or you die right here right now"

A world.
A place.
A fantasy that explains what might actually happen in the future. A war. Deaths. 
One girl.
One man.
An entire mystery.
What happens in the end?

When Wang Xiaodong finished the last step, he opened the data package and looked at Lu Zhou, "The iterative calculation program is completed. The coordinates for the far and close side of the moon, the speed, and the direction of Chang'e 3 are calculated. I'll send it to your email?" 
Lu Zhou, who was writing, did not even lift his head, "Just send it to my QQ."
Wang Xiaodong, "Okay, what's next?"
"… The satellite orbit around the moon and the satellite landing trajectory geometry data and parameters are all here. You'll have to do the plotting," replied Lu Zhou. He threw the fully written A4 at Wang Xiaodong's desk and began his next calculation. 
Wang Xiaodong looked at the data on the paper and noticed that he had changed the MATLAB software to a more professional SAS software for data mapping. Without any expression, he answered, "Okay."
The two collaborated quietly and were fighting in their own areas of expertise. 
It was around twelve o'clock when Lin Yuxiang walked quietly into the computer room. She placed a plastic bag containing two packs of yellow chicken rice and two cans of coffee on the table. 
"Geniuses, time to eat!"
Wang Xiaodong got up and took his plate. With a smile on his face, he said, "Thank you."
Naturally, Lin Yuxiang smiled back. She then walked next to Lu Zhou and said, "This one's yours."
Lu Zhou did not raise his head as he replied, "Put it aside. I'll eat it after I finish calculating this."
"Okay!"
It was nine o'clock at night when Lin Yuxiang yawned and went back to the dorm. Wang Xiaodong went back at around ten o'clock. As he was the main force for tomorrow, he had to get a good night's rest. 
At this point, other than Lu Zhou, there were only a few people left in the computer room. 
The genius mathematics student Luo Rundong was also there with Liu Rui. 
There was also a third-year genius statistics student next to Liu Rui. 
Their team configuration was special. The captain was responsible for programming and part of the modeling but did not do calculations. Most of the modeling was done by Liu Rui who then directed another person to do the thesis. 
The third-year genius statistics student asked, "Is that guy in your dorm?"
Liu Rui nodded, "Yeah."
The genius statistics student said casually, "That guy is insane. I briefly looked at him when I went to the bathroom. He chose question A. They'll have a lot fewer competitors than us."
Liu Rui asked curiously, "Then why didn't we choose question A?"
Liu Rui has been solving question B for a while now and he did not feel like it was easy at all.
The genius statistic student said impolitely, "Because I have you guys for this year. Do you think I wanted to choose question B?"
Liu Rui: "…"
The other guy in his team: "…"
At three o'clock in the morning, only five people were left in the computer room. 
At four o'clock in the morning, Lu Zhou was the only person still sitting in front of a computer. 
By the time the sun started to shine through the window, Lu Zhou finally finished writing the last line of calculations. 
When Wang Xiaodong opened the computer room door and walked in, he asked, "Finished?"
"Finished…" said Lu Zhou. He sighed in relief before saying, "The basic modeling is completed. The rest is programming, plotting, and sensitivity analysis by observing changes in the simulation. When you're done, I'll start writing the thesis."
Wang Xiaodong nodded his head and said, "I got this. Go and rest."
"Okay."
Lu Zhou pinched his eyebrows, shook his head, and stood up before he walked out of the computer room. 
Compared to his all-nighters during the summer, this was nothing. 
Lu Zhou could not remember how he got back to the dorms. He just remembered that he opened the door and without even taking his clothes off, he went to sleep. 
When he woke up, it was already dusk. 
Lu Zhou sat up in bed and rubbed his messy hair as he took out his phone from his pocket to take a look at the time.
He recalled that he got back to the dorm around six in the morning.
"I slept for twelve hours…"
The next time he could sleep would be after the competition. 
Lu Zhou went to the bathroom and cleaned himself up before heading toward the computer room. 
When he arrived at the computer room, Wang Xiaodong was already writing the last line of the program.
Lin Yuxiang was away but she had brought food. The food was still hot. She probably left recently.
Lu Zhou opened the plastic bag and was about to grab a pair of chopsticks when he saw a piece of paper in the bag. 
He slowly unfolded the paper. 
[Try your best ~ ^.^ ~]
Lu Zhou: "…"
Lu Zhou crunched the paper and threw it in the rubbish bin before opening the disposable chopsticks to begin eating. 
When he finished eating his dinner, he went to the bathroom and along the way, he threw the takeaway box away. 
When he came back, Wang Xiaodong pushed his glasses. He stood up and started talking, "I've already finished writing the program. The code I've used for the three questions have been sent to your QQ. I'll come back at three in the morning. You'll have to do the thesis."
"Ok, set an alarm. Don't forget."
"I know," said Wang Xiaodong as he nodded his head and left. 
Lu Zhou was the last relay runner. He sat in front of the computer and stretched.
It was seven o'clock at night and they still had 37 hours till the thesis submission time. 
Within the next 37 hours, he had to summarize all of the calculation processes, modeling ideas, procedures, and answers to the three questions, all into a 20-30 page thesis. 
No matter how exquisite the model or how ingenious the program, the judges would only judge by the thesis presentation. If the thesis could not be understood by the judges, then there was no hope for the prize. 
Therefore, this last step could not be done sloppily!
Lu Zhou went into his working mode and he had completely forgotten about the time. His attention was entirely concentrated on the computer screen and his typing and thinking were operating at the speed of light. 
The abstract and keywords had to be written in one page according to format requirements. Lu Zhou edited his abstract and even then, he barely made the cut. 
No one knew his model thought process better than him. Therefore, this stage was easy to do. 
The next was the cumbersome process of proof and reasoning. This was the main part of the entire thesis. Although it did not take up too much space, it was the most time-consuming part to complete. 
The main reason was that not only did it involve mathematical modeling ideas, it also involved programming. 
Lu Zhou was comfortable with mathematics but he needed to communicate with the coder for the program part. 
Time slowly past by and the sun fell down and rose again. Once again, it shined across the horizon.
When the night was over, Lu Zhou had finished the last part of the question answering section. 
He stretched and started at the thesis with his sleepy eyes before yawning as he started to talk to himself. 
"… Next up is the reference and appendix. Finally, it's almost done."
Lu Zhou placed his hands on the keyboard and he copied the title of the cited documents. 
[
... Moon soft landing gravity turning track design and analysis (C), Huaguo Aerospace Association deep space exploration technology professional committee second academic conference. 2005.
... Research on the detection and evasion scheme of manned lunar surface obstacles, Space Return and Remote Sensing. 2014, 35: 11-19
…
]
In total, he cited six Chinese theses, and one English thesis. 
For the final step, Lu Zhou copied Wang Xiaodong's code into the appendix.
Wang Xiaodong stood behind Lu Zhou. As he pushed his glasses, he looked at the texts on the screen and asked, "Finished?"
"Yeah, all finished. Help me check for errors. If there are no errors, convert it to PDF format," said Lu Zhou while standing up from his chair. He shook his groggy brain and said, "I'm going to sleep. I'll delegate the md5 hash check and uploading work to you." 
"Go rest," said Wang Xiaodong. He paused for a second before saying with a concerned voice, "Be careful on the road. Don't trip."
"Ok," said Lu Zhou as he nodded his head before he walked out of the computer room. 


After suffering from a heat stroke while working under the scorching heat of summer, Lu Zhou, a hardworking but poor university student, somehow becomes the owner of an advanced technological system. With the cheat given by the system, his university life changes overnight. 
  
A Master's degree? Easy. 
  
PhD? Not a problem.   
  
From a nobody, he quickly becomes a huge celebrity in the world of science. With the missions given by the system, he is on his way to winning a Nobel Prize.   

"System, can points be exchanged for money?"
  
"No."
  
"F**k, what use are you then!?"
  
"This system will make you the ultimate scholar, the kind that lords over all of humanity. What use will money be to you?"

Chapter 216. A recording studio
"This is your recording studio?"
Ren exclaimed in shock when he entered the underground studio of Professor Che Shu.
After he was informed by the professor that the lecture was already finished, Ren was sad that he won't be able to learn anything today.
Seeing his dropped shoulders, Professor Che Shu has invited him to his underground studio. Lily obviously followed them.
"It's a studio I created with some of the professors but now,  only I come here. I created it a long time ago, at that time, I was really motivated to create music but I realised that I was not made for it."
There are many things one would want to do in life but very rarely will people be able to do it. Most of the people will give up and find something else.
Professor Che Shu belonged to the latter.
"Instead I found out that I can lead people in creating music. So, I sometimes allow students to record songs here and I sometimes help them too."
"Yes, my band also recorded our first song here."
"You have been here?"
Ren asked Lily who was jumping around the recording studio.
"Yes, I was one of the best students of my professor. When I asked him to lend me the studio, he immediately agreed."
She said as she sat down on the sofa.
"I don't remember that. From what I remember, someone kept clinging to me, requesting me to let her use the studio for a week."
Lily immediately flopped down on the sofa when she heard that. She shot a glare at the professor but she knows that she can't argue with him.
It was her who had lied in the first place.
Ren laughed when he saw her like that. Then, he looked at the recording studio and exclaimed about how it was not much different from the professional one he has used before.
There were speakers, woofers, amplifiers and all other professional equipment in the room. There was also a big mixer.
"You said that you were writing a song, right?"
The topic quickly changed to the song Lily was writing. She plopped up from the sofa as she answered.
"Yes, but only half of it is completed."
"Do you have the score for it?"
"Yes, I brought it with me today."
She opened her bag and gave the score to the professor. Then, the professor looked at it for a second before typing it in the machine.
These days, it is easy to create songs with the help of modern softwares.
After typing the half finished score in the software, Professor Che Shu began to play it.
A melody started coming from the speakers. Ren listened closely to it. The tune of the song was slow and the melody has a raunchy feeling to it.
It was probably a love song.
Ren closed his eyes and tried to feel something from listening to the song but there was no special feeling in it.
Professor Che Shu also thought the same as he said.
"The melody is good but I think it's too bland."
"Bland?"
"Yes, the song is okay but it's just okay. There's no special feeling in it for it to become a hit."
"Then, should I change it."
Professor Che Shu shook his head and replied.
"No, you should complete it first. Changing it without even completing it would be detrimental. First finish the song, who knows if it will come out as something unexpected."
"Okay."
Lily didn't take Professor Che Shu words as him mocking her work. She took it as advice and vowed to make a good song that can satisfy him.
It can be seen that she has a learning attitude.
"What do you think of the song?"
After advising Lily, Professor Che Shu asked Ren. He was startled by the question but he answered as honestly as he could.
"It was good. The starting was high but it felt like there were too many unneeded sounds added to it."
"What do you think is not needed?"
"I think the strings. Yes, the sounds of the strings should be lowered a little. Although, that's only my conclusion."
"Good."
Professor Che Shu nodded at that. It looks like Ren has studied a lot and he was somewhat right but he was still an amateur.
"So, should I lower the sound of strings?"
"No, the string part is the problem but rather than lowering it, you should add something more to it."
"Something more? What should I add?"
"That's for you to decide. I can only give advice."
Professor Che Shu's job was to give advice, not to pin point every single detail. It was up-to Lily on how she can change the song to increase its quality.
But she still kept asking questions from him and Professor Che Shu answered some of them but he also avoided answering some questions.
During their conversation, the person who was the most benefited was Ren.
He wasn't able to understand much of the conversation about chords and melodies but he was able to get some of it.
This way, his musical knowledge was slowly increasing.
* * *
"So, has the casting done finally."
"Yes, the important roles have been casted. I have notified the casting agency to provide some good actors for small roles."
In a spacious room, two people were sitting. They were talking about the casting of «Slayers».
One of them was obviously Director Chen Pu, the other person was someone who everyone in China recognises.
He was one of the seven heavenly kings of the entertainment industry, Hou Qian.
"So, did you get someone to play the antagonist?"
"Yes, in the end, I managed to find one. Have you heard of Xin Ren?"
Hou Qian was wide eyed when he heard that. He asked to confirm.
"That kid that has been getting a lot popular lately?"
"Yes."
"He passed the audition?"
"Yes, he passed it with flying marks. He was better than anyone."
"So, would he be able to give a competition to me?"
Hou Qian was playing the role of the protagonist in the drama and he's character was quite powerful.
Director Chen Pu has specially asked him to play the protagonist and after thinking about it for a month, he has agreed to it finally.
"More than competition, I think he has the potential to come on top of you."
"You aren't joking right?"
"You will understand once you see him yourself."
"Then, I am looking forward to meeting him."


Ren, he was someone with great talent in acting and singing but due to bad luck and some wrong choices, he was only able to become a third rate actor.

After dying in an accident, he noticed that he had returned to the past.

With the help of his talents and the knowledge of future, he started his journey to become the trendiest star of the century.

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Mo Ning was surprised as well and he quickly helped him up. She apologized and said, "Sorry, I'm not used to being so close to people. That was a reflex. Are you alright? Should I take you to the hospital?"
The young man massaged the back of his waist and gave her a grin.
"You've got moves, but that's a funny quirk you have there. We are all men, there's no need to be shy."
He stood up straight and smiled warmly. "I'm fine, there is no need for a hospital visit. After all, I am a strong and healthy man."
Mo Ning coughed. "That's great."
Eighteen years of being a woman made it almost impossible for her to switch into "guy" mode.
Just then, another student in the room whistled.
He looked handsome and well-dressed. There was a naive edge about his demeanour, but that did not hurt his appeal at all.
Unlike the other two roommates' daily dressing, he wore a casual shirt and pants that were clearly expensive.
He must come from a wealthy or aristocratic family.
"Mo Ning, right? You couldn't be a secret agent from some mercenary organization, would you?"
The others may not realize it, but he did.
Mo Ning's attack earlier was swift and precise. It was a reflex borne out of professional training.
Mo Ning frowned but he did not get the chance to respond.
"What kind of nonsense is that? Do you think this is a spy movie? He is what we call a well-rounded person!"
The female senior student retorted promptly.
"..."
The two young men scowled in return.
The third occupant was a quiet and solitary young man.
He went about his business silently during the entire exchange with their new roommate.
When the female senior finally left, Mo Ning began to unpack her things.
She worked quickly and was soon done with making up the bed and arranging her things into their respective places.
The happy young man was called Luo Bei and was a chatty one.
It did not take long for her to learn more about the others through him.
The handsome roommate who commented earlier was a genius called Huo Junyu.
He was not even seventeen years old but he had taken two and a half years off from school before enrolling in the university.
The final roommate, the solitary guy, was called Gao Mo.
He was a tall and quiet person who liked to avoid attention and minded his own business.
As a guy, Mo Ning encountered an obvious problem on her first day in university.
The bathroom.
"Ning, do you want to use the washroom?" Lu Bei invited her to come along and even called her by her first name.
"..." Mo Ning went silent for a long while and tried to mask her awkwardness. "Go ahead, I don't need to use it yet."
"Okay."
Mo Ning had thought that disguising as a man was not too difficult, but she realized then that there were many inconveniences.
She would have to use a secluded bathroom and take showers late at night. The latter was also done as fast as she could manage.
Moreover, she had to deal with all the flirty looks from the girls wherever she went and that made her uncomfortable.
Hours passed and soon night fell.
Mo Ning sat in front of her study desk and typed rapidly on her keyboard.
Luo Bai woke up from his sleep and approached her. He saw lines of complicated code on the screen and exclaimed in awe, "Mo Ning, you can do coding?"
Mo Ning replied without looking away from the screen, "It's just a part time stint. I can earn some pocket money by writing simple software."
As a self-taught programmer, she would surf popular forums and websites to look for coding jobs. Occasionally, she would provide technical assistance to larger companies.


She was the little chief secretary at Huo Yunting’s office, who carried out jobs both on the table and "under" the table. 
She was also his obedient wife at night, fulfilling his needs.
It was a repentance, a redemption to her sin, Lu Zhaoyang was swallowing all these humiliations as heaven forbade, her mother was the other woman in this ugly affair with the wealthy Huo family, and eventually shattered the entire family, droving Huo’s mother insane.
It was probably the fairest, also the most horrible bargain of Lu’s life as Huo Yunting raided their house one day.
“You would compensate with your body. On daily basis.” The offer was made and she could not say no. 
“If you think you aren’t having enough fun… Well, perhaps we could play the divorce game, then we could have another marriage, making the same vow with you always as my bride. I can do this, again and again. Again, and again. Isn’t that sweet, honey?”
 
Was it heart-moving, or simply tear-moving?
ISN’T IT OBVIOUS?
Huo Yunting, he’s a devil, both body and soul a devil!
Join the Fifty Thunders of Huo Yunting! 
As you see dominance occurs in the classic office romance taken place in modern world with a hint of quirky comedy and heart-wrenching episodes!

Scarlet fidgeted in her chair as Debbie flipped through the printed manuscript. For a ten-year-old with no prior writing experience, the story was quite well written. It strangely reminded her of an old animated movie[1] that she personally found to be quite adorable.
Scarlet had a rather pure imagination and it was a pleasure to read it despite the grammatical issues here and there. The girl must have read many books for she was using many phrases she picked up that seemed a little too cliched for a piece of original work. If it was a school assignment to be graded, Debbie would not have hesitated to give her an A+ and send her home with a lollipop. Unfortunately, the girl wanted to be a professional writer. That meant that being good simply wasn't enough.
The tutor-governess looked up from the script and observed the puny creature before her and adjusted her glasses. Scarlet looked very nervous and even a little afraid. This took the ex-lawyer back to her teenage years when she was nothing more than a snotty brat who was only embarking on her journey to fame and freedom as an author. After many turns and tumbles, Debbie came to understand that the path of writing was more than fame and riches. It was difficult for one person to continuously seek out new experiences and inspiration to bring to the world authentic ideas without having everything sound almost exactly the same. As such, Debbie decided to leave her writing days behind as a memory that blazed with passion. The fire in her author heart was then channelled to become fertiliser for those who had grander ideas than hers. Debbie decided to become an editor for that very purpose.
"Hello Scarlet, I've heard a little about you from Mr Wilde. Won't you tell me more about yourself? I'm a little curious. Why would such a young girl like yourself be interested in such a boring hobby? Most kids your age would be more interested in sports or art or music... Some would prefer making friends and having fun instead of being cooped up in a room in front of a computer with additional self-imposed assignments to do. I don't know many children who would use the computer other than for assignment researching and gaming. You're the first child I know who wants to be a writer..."
The blogger blinked and looked at her hands. It was true. Most children would prefer doing other things. Even Alex preferred holding a paintbrush to a pen if she had a choice. Jasper was far more interested in the software applications on the computer than games, but Scarlet was only interested in the word document whenever she touched a laptop. Perhaps in the eyes of an adult, she was weird for having such a boring hobby.
"I just like reading and writing helps me get some of the things I couldn't say off my chest. I don't know who I can tell or talk to, but I just wish that someone in this big world can pick it up and read what I have to say. I'm not very good at communication..."
The editor put the script down and looked at the girl with seriousness. No wonder Wilmer was so worried about her. "Is there something you'd like to talk about then? I can listen to what you have to say..." she offered.
The feeling of having nobody to talk to about problems can really eat away at one's happiness. For a girl as young and as intelligent as Scarlet, this must be a really heavy burden to bear alone. Debbie didn't know what happened to Scarlet for her to be so guarded, but she heard bits and pieces of Scarlet's background from the CEO. The governess could only imagine what was going through this sweet child's mind while it all happened.
Scarlet made no attempt to say more and had her eyes downcast the whole time as if she was afraid of making eye contact. Debbie took the cue and didn't push any further. Instead, she changed her approach.
Scarlet was tense when Debbie reached for her bag. She didn't know what her tutor wanted when she took out a new notebook that had never been used before. The governess didn't say much as she pushed it across the table to Scarlet.
"I need time to read through the story you've written but I don't want you to be idle. This is going to be our secret communication diary, I hope you can take good care of it. I have approximately about another hour or so today so while I am reading through your manuscript, I would like you to decorate the journal and write the very first entry inside."
Scarlet took the notebook and looked at it. The book was a very common and relatively cheap kind that can be bought at any bookstore. There were single lined pages on the inside and it wasn't very thick, so Scarlet could easily carry it around in her school bag. The blogger vaguely remembered using notebooks like this back when she was in Keyman International for penmanship classes. Her teacher used to call it a Jotter Book. But the one Debbie passed her looked slightly nicer. It had a blank cover page made out of recycled pulp and had a lovely rough texture to the brown colour. It was clearly a product made by a company that believed in recycling. That gave Scarlet an inspiration and she asked permission to leave the room in search of decoration materials.
While Debbie appeared neutral on the surface, she was internally ecstatic about Scarlet's willingness to participate in the communication book. The tutor nodded and Scarlet hopped off her chair to find Claire. The penthouse might not have the materials she needed, but that shouldn't be a problem. Alex was quite the artist, so she could borrow the glue and colouring supplies she needed later.
"Claire," Scarlet knocked on the door to the kitchen. The maid was busy preparing ingredients for dinner when she heard a soft voice from the doorway.
"Hello Scarlet, how can I assist you?" the head maid quickly put away the carrots for the chef who was coming in ten minutes. It was rare for Scarlet to request anything from her so the head maid was slightly curious.
"Can I go downstairs for a little? I'll be back. This is for my classwork now with Ms Connor."
Claire was a little surprised. What kind of classwork would require Scarlet to go downstairs? 
"Why do you need to go downstairs? What kind of classwork has Ms Connor given you?"
Scarlet blushed a little and played with the end of her long side braid. "It's something I wanted to do, it's not really necessary. If it's too troublesome then I'll find another way to get it done. I'm sorry for disturbing you while you're very busy..."
Claire quickly denied it and held the girl by her hands before kneeling down to look at Scarlet who had her eyes to the floor.
"Look at me, Scarlet. I'm not angry or annoyed. I can make time for it, don't worry too much. I was just curious as to what kind of assignment it was. You don't usually enjoy going outside after all..."
Scarlet stole a peek at the serious maid's expression and looked around a little before leaning in to whisper her plans.
Claire smiled and ruffled the blogger's hair when she heard that. "I see. In that case, I shall have Sue or Tina to accompany you. I will also inform Mr Wilde about it just in case, if it's alright with you."
Scarlet brightened up at that and nodded before leaving to find her outdoor shoes. Claire watched the girl run off and reached for her phone. This new governess was making big waves and the head maid wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing.
Still, if Scarlet was happy, then it's fine. That was all that mattered to her.
Claire waited for the phone to stop ringing and wondered how Mr Wilde would react to the good news. Debbie Connor might just be the lady who knew how to pull Scarlet out from that deep and dark hole she dug for herself.
[1] *Aristocats - it's an old Disney movie, you can Google it up.


At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

***

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"King of Hackers!" The students standing by the side had all shown amazement! The King of Hackers was the ultimate mysterious existence. In the cyberspace of China, there was no one who didn't know this name!
He was a genius in the hacker world, but no one knew whether he was a man or a woman nor his age. They only knew that no computer problem would be difficult for him.
Li Boliang, the president of the computer club, seemed to know about it. Several members immediately flattered him, "President Li, do you know the King of Hackers?"
Li Boliang looked around and then lowered his voice. "I will tell you guys, but don't spread it around. I am actually the apprentice of the King of Hackers, the inner apprentice kind!"
"Sha!" Everyone was shocked. "So bad*ss!"
"It's still okay..." said Li Boliang complacently.
"How old is the King of Hackers?" asked someone curiously.
"The King of Hackers... hmm... almost the same age as us!" Li Boliang immediately realized that he had gone overboard with the boasting! He couldn't end it well. If these people chatted about the King of Hackers, how should he answer? So he quickly said, " I can't just simply talk about the King of Hackers. I will tell you about his heroic deeds then!"
"Okay!" These people standing here were more or less computer fans, so they were particularly interested in hackers. They were all eager to listen.
"You know that in 1998, there was a global outbreak of a bad*ss virus called CIH[1]. For the common virus that destroys the system software, as long as there is no important data, reinstalling the system directly can solve the problem. But this CIH was not the same, it was the world's first virus that could damage computer hardware. It could destroy the motherboard by rewriting the BIOS information so that the motherboard stops working!" said Li Boliang cheerfully. "Although you can repair the faulty motherboard by rewriting the BIOS chip, this is a chip-scale repairing solution. It is not suitable for ordinary computer users, so when the virus broke out, the computer users around the world were in a panic. At this time, a hero appeared out of nowhere. He introduced an anti-virus tool anonymously in the computer virus professional forum. It could kill the CIH virus completely which was faster than those anti-virus manufacturers. Moreover, he published the signature of the virus so that the CIH virus was quickly recognized by people. Then the immunization and prevention could be executed quickly!"
Most people present had heard of this horrendous virus from the past, but they didn't know it was related to the King of Hackers! One person couldn't help but ask, "President, are you saying that the anonymous hero is the King of Hackers?"
"Yes! This was known by everyone later after the event!" Li Boliang nodded a little smugly as if he knew the inside story. He continued to tell delightedly, "This matter was over for a few years. When the Internet was popularized, the name of the King of Hackers became famous throughout the world... One day, a computer fan had nothing to do. He decompiled the anti-virus software released by the anonymous user. He discovered a ++ annotation at the end of the code!"
"++? Isn't the King of Hackers known as I Love Little Ming? What does it have to do with ++?" Many people were expressing doubtful expressions. "Could this symbol be written by others?"
"NO! NO! NO!" Li Boliang put his hand in an inscrutable manner and said, "Of course, it wasn't written casually! I Love Little Ming is the ID of the King of Hackers, but the symbol of this ++ is his code name. You can see from his habits in writing some hacking tools later on. In all the code of his programs, a ++ symbol appears in the end without exception!"
As Li Boliang said this, he picked up the pen and wrote two "+" symbols on the paper in front of him.
"Ah!" Everyone was surprised that they dropped their jaws widely. They exclaimed, "It turned out to be the case! The King of Hackers is really low-key. He won't even talk about such an important matter..."
"Of course, the King of Hackers is a very low-key person. Besides, his reputation is already high enough. He doesn't need to increase his reputation again!" Li Boliang nodded and replied.
"Then, did anyone decompile the anti-virus tool?" Some people asked curiously.
"Of course, there must be someone who tried to decompile it," said Li Boliang affirmatively. "But at that time, the King of Hackers wasn't famous. Even if others decompiled it, they would not think too much. As you guys mentioned, they would think the symbol was written casually!"
"Yeah, right. Who would pay attention to the ++?" The crowd nodded and agreed to it.
"And, whenever our national interests are damaged, the King of Hackers will stand up and express our anger in his own way!" said Li Boliang. "Many foreign hostile websites are paralyzed overnight!"
"President, since you are his disciple, you must be very powerful, right?" asked everyone with envy.
"I just learned some of it. There is still so much to learn!" Li Boliang didn't dare to continue to brag. If someone discovered that he wasn't that powerful, wouldn't he be ashamed?
Zhou Jiajia's eyebrows were full of smiles. Seeing that Li Boliang was overjoyed, she quickly said, "How about it? Our president is very powerful, right? Do you want to join?"
"Yang Ming, what do you think?" Zhou Jiajia thought about it and turned to ask Yang Ming.
"I don't know. However, I heard the president say that he was the apprentice of the King of Hackers, then he should be very good, right?" Yang Ming said, "It is just right that I want to learn some hacking skills. Let's join the club then?"
"Okay!" It didn't matter for Zhou Jiajia. Since Yang Ming had joined, she would naturally follow her husband. She nodded. "We are joining."
Li Boliang was overjoyed and quickly handed two registration forms to Yang Ming and Zhou Jiajia, and then told them how to fill it out. Only then did he take a sigh of relief and drink some water.
Yang Ming and Zhou Jiajia filled out the forms and handed it over to the computer club for them to verify. At this time, a large group of people gradually filled out the forms and prepared to join the computer club.
With Zhou Jiajia's beauty effect and the extravagant speech from Li Boliang, Many people were interested in the computer club. Of course, Li Boliang also knew that he had overdone the boasting, but it was fine. Since he could recruit more people to join the club, it wasn't wrong to bullsh*t. Anyway, his knowledge of hacking was still okay. At that time, he could just demonstrate to them some basics.
After they enrolled, they left the contact information. Yang Ming and Zhou Jiajia got up and walked in the direction of the teaching building. The time for registration was near, so they couldn't stay in the recruitment booth for long.
"Yang Ming, do you like hacking?" asked Zhou Jiajia with some delight.
"Of course. If I were not interested in this, would I study computer science?" Yang Ming smiled and said, "Yes, how can I forget you? A computer genius is beside me. Why did I still enroll in that useless club?!"
Yang Ming was really interested in computer science. However, the most crucial point was that as a professional killer, he needed to be proficient in everything. Now that technology was developing rapidly, hacking technology had become a means of war, so Yang Ming must also understand it.
Fang Tian was lacking in this aspect. He couldn't teach Yang Ming anything, so Yang Ming could only explore it himself.
Zhou Jiajia blushed, listening to Yang Ming's appreciation, but her heart was sweetened. She hesitated and said, "It is good to join some clubs. At least, it can enrich life after school!"
"It's true. Just take it as dating with you!" Yang Ming nodded and said.
"..." Zhou Jiajia's face was more flushed. She didn't know how to answer Yang Ming. In her impression, Yang Ming had always been a very serious person. She didn't expect that when she was close to Yang Ming, he was so lascivious.
"Right, Jiajia. Do you know the King of Hackers?" Yang Ming was the King of Assassins. Naturally, he was very interested in the King of Hackers. If he had the chance, he wanted to make a friend.
"I... know him. Why?" Zhou Jiajia hesitated and asked.
"Nothing. I just want to make a friend," said Yang Ming with a smile. "Are you familiar with him?"
"You could say that..." nodded Zhou Jiajia.
"Is Li Boliang really his apprentice?" Yang Ming gossiped.
"Who knows... but it shouldn't be. The King of Hackers doesn't accept apprentices." Zhou Jiajia shook her head and replied.
"So that's it. I also felt that he is a liar. It's over now. I got fooled!" Yang Ming said with a bitter smile.
"Hehe..." Zhou Jiajia was amused by seeing Yang Ming's appearance. "If you want to learn hacking skills, I can let you become the disciple of the King of Hackers!"
"You? Really?" Yang Ming squinted. "Your reputation is so high? Hey, Jiajia, you tell me. What is your name in the hacker world? Is it also famous?"
"Me, ah... I won't tell you!" Zhou Jiajia smiled and said, "You will know later!"
Yang Ming nodded and no longer asked. When they entered the teaching building, they couldn't talk loudly. According to the instructions on their notice, they came to classroom 413 upstairs. This was the reporting location for computer science class 1 and class 2.
The tutor, Xie Yongqiang, was sitting at the podium, registering the classmates who came to the classroom. When he saw Zhou Jiajia coming, he immediately asked her to help.
Zhou Jiajia's hospitalization was handled in a low-key manner. Xie Yongqiang wasn't informed, so he didn't know that so many things happened to Zhou Jiajia during this holiday. He treated her as usual.
[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CIH_(computer_virus)


Yang Ming is an underachiever in high school. Unmotivated, he skips class to shoot pool, cheats on his exams and gets into fights. However, by an act of goodwill and fate, he obtains some high-tech contact lenses that give him superpowers. Together with his gangster street-smarts and ruthless fighting skills, it doesn't take long for him dramatically change his life for the better.
As his journey unfolds, he battles against society's big guns and attempts to bring justice into an unjust world. Along the way, he has many interesting and romantic encounters with the ladies who are charmed by his shameless flirting.
How will he use his superpowers?
Will he be able to overcome evil and bring justice to the world?
Who will he choose to be with at the end? 
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Zhang Zian wanted to find a moment of leisure in his busy life.
He was heading off to the capital the next day, so that day was his last leisure time before he had to leave.
In the morning, Zhang Zian and the shop assistants finished cleaning and saw that it was still early. There were no guests for the time being, so they each went to find their own places to rest.
Lu Yiyun laid on the cashier's desk, concentrating on painting. Even though she did not want to go out to sea to whale watch, she was unable to endure the urges of the rest of the people. She was hesitating as to whether she should join the rest to watch a movie at night, but that meant that she needed go to the cinema.
She had not gone to the cinema in a very long time. She often felt that it was kind of an exclusive place that had nothing to do with her, but she did not give a flat refusal. Instead, she thought about it over and over again.
Wang Qian was not using his phone to play games, which was rare for him. Instead, he was searching for different kinds of snacks from online retailers. It was a difficult chance to come by––to go out to sea to play for a day––and he definitely wanted to play for a long time. He wanted to play to his heart's content.
Li Kun was next door choosing drinks to buy.
Jiang Feifei borrowed a camera from her classmates. It was best to bring a DSLR camera with a long focus lens. At sea, the shooting range of a phone camera was not enough. If they met whales but did not have any pictures, wouldn't that be a pity?
Zhang Zian was reclined on the recliner chair with a Ge You posture, and was also playing his phone; however, he was not chatting with anyone and was not playing games. Instead, he was checking the forums.
Recently, he had been busy with things, so he did not have time to casually check through the Wang Haige Forum. Since that could be considered where his store grew from, he would occasionally go and bless it.
As he entered the pets section, he just happened to find a new post:
[High Salt Content]: "I want to buy a cat. Which local pet shop or cat house is most reliable?"
He suddenly felt refreshed, and his hands quickly typed out a reply.
[The Hottie Manager]: "Of course it's the Amazing Fate Pet Shop on Zhonghua Road. The prices are affordable––they don't cheat you of your money––and the most important thing is that the boss is very handsome! Right, is the host a beautiful woman? If you are a beautiful woman, it is not recommended that you go, because you could faint because of the boss' handsomeness."
He pressed "reply" contentedly.
He did not think someone would reply so fast.
[High Salt Content]: "Haha, it's not a beautiful woman, it's a rough man. Zhonghua Road right? All right, I've taken note of it."
Immediately, there were other people replying.
[Projectile]: "What the f*ck! The rare elite has appeared. Everyone come and quickly kill it! Maybe a few cats and dogs will drop!"
[The Forehead Reflects Light]: "Silently watching a big scale, pretentious act fail in real life."
[High Salt Content]: "??? What are you all saying? Is this some code that the pet section specially uses?"
[A Deadly Stone]: "I'll be kind-hearted and tell the host: the first person who replied you is the owner of that shop. He is not handsome at all!"
Zhang Zian had already separated himself from that forum post, and went to browse other posts in the pet section. He would let them show off for a while, then in a while he would return to open up a group ridicule.
He was swiping his finger on the screen, and very quickly noticed another post.
[Fat Security Guard]: "Have you all heard about the cat abuse case at Shimen Street Primary School a few days ago?"
[Look At That Dog]: "I did not hear about it. What happened?"
[Strongest Paragraph Player]: "What? Even primary school children are abusing cats now?"
[Collapse The World]: "I heard about this incident. I live at Shimen Street, so I heard about it. I even went to the actual scene."
[Fat Security Guard]: "Brother, talk about it."
[Collapse The World]: "There's actually nothing to talk about… You all know the bamboo forest behind Shimen Street Primary School, right? There are quite a lot of old people near there, so in the mornings, there are often old men or old women doing Tai Chi or kicking shuttlecocks. Since there isn't any cement pavement, there is no one square dancing. I don't know when it began, but it has become a base for stray cats. Sometimes people take things to feed the stray cats, but I personally don't support it. When they do that, more stray cats will gather.
A few days ago, I heard that there were pupils abusing cats there. Teachers told parents that they needed to teach their children to not bully kittens––the kids could not catch up to the adult cats, so they could only bully kittens.
When I first heard of it, I thought it was just children being mischievous and throwing stones at kittens; however, this morning when I passed by that place on the way to work, I saw something squirming in the grass. I thought it was a kitten that had not opened its eyes. Upon seeing that there were no big cats around, I decided to go and help it.
I meowed to imitate the cat. There was a kitten that crawled out of the grass; it limped and crawled to where I was. As it crawled and crawled, it crawled incorrectly…"
[Fat Security Guard]: "Brother, why did you stop? Is it that the child broke the kitten's legs?"
[Collapse The World]: "No, the kitten's eyes had been dug out."
[Strongest Paragraph Player]: "It couldn't be, right? That's so cruel."
[Look At That Dog]: "F*ck! Are you sure a child did it?"
[Collapse The World]: "It's practically confirmed, even though I did not see it with my own eyes. If I had seen it with my own eyes, I would definitely have stopped the child."
[Fat Security Guard]: "It's really that there are talented people coming out every generation, and each new generation takes the place of the old generation! Thinking back, when I was young, all I dared to do was pull on the grasshopper's legs and use hot water to burn ants…"
[34562]: "Did no one bother about this incident? Are the parents not going to educate the child?"
[Collapse The World]: "Didn't I say it just now that the teacher had issued a warning to the parents? There weren't many parents that took it seriously, though… They only cared about the children's grades. It seemed like there was a child who had been caught red-handed abusing cats, and the teacher had his parents come over… But his parents only lightly said, 'He's just a kid.'"
[Graceful Rhythm]: "My back turned cold after reading this. I predict that in 20 years, the China version of Hannibal will appear in Binhai City."
[lxm]: "What you said was right. Many notorious serial killers started off with childhood animal abuse."
[Dark Night MK]: "These parents are really… Sooner or later, there will be a day they regret it."
[Wooden Horse]: "The vital part is that our country does not have a protection law for small animals currently… Even if an adult was caught abusing animals, the only punishment would be judgement."
[Fat Security Guard]: "Migrate, migrate! Before this group of children grows up, I need to quickly move to another city. Does any nice person know which city has less perverted children?"
[Collapse The World]: "Speaking of that, I actually heard about something else."
[Fat Security Guard]: "If it's another case of a child abusing a cat, then forget it. My heart cannot take it anymore…"
[Collapse The World]: "That's not it. After I heard about this case, I suddenly had an idea and compiled a web crawler program to collect relevant information with the keyword "cat abuse." Guess what I found?"
[Look At That Dog]: "What?"
[Collapse The World]: "Our Binhai City's local forum is Wang Haige Forum, and the rest of the big, medium, and small cities all have their own local forums. Usually, only locals go to these forums, and news only spreads and is discussed in these forums. The web crawler software I programmed searches through the local forums of other cities throughout the country. It found that cat abuse cases do not only exist in Binhai City."
[Fat Security Guard]: "Brother, aren't you just saying crap? It's not possible that only Binhai City people do bad things!"
[Collapse The World]: "No, I haven't finished saying what I want to say yet. I have compiled the cat abuse cases over the last three months, and I have found a very interesting phenomenon. Cat abuse cases have occurred frequently in all parts of the country in the past three months, but they are most concentrated in the eastern part of the country… Of course, it seems normal since the eastern region is densely populated with a lot of humans and cats, so having more cat abuses cases was also normal… However, the most interesting thing is that, if we count the number of cat abuse incidents and connect the cities with similar numbers together, we will find that the cat abuse cases seem to be occur with Binhai City as the center. From there, they radiate out to the whole country."
[Fat Security Guard]: "…What does this imply?"
[Wooden Horse]: "With Binhai City as the center? When did Binhai City suddenly get a place as a first tier city in the country? Is this just a coincidence?"
[Collapse The World]: "I don't know… I'm just truthfully describing the results after the web crawler collected information and filtered it. How to analyze these results, on the other hand, is not what I specialize at. Actually the original reason I created this web crawler program was to write a psychological paper concerning cat abuse, but the more I checked into it the weirder it became. The more I checked, the colder my heart became, and I could no longer write the paper anymore."
[Fat Security Guard]: "Brother, I feel that you should continue writing it. If this paper is published, perhaps it could change the situation for the better."
[Collapse The World]: "Haha, I know clearly my own worth. Even if the paper was published, it would be like a splash of a small stone thrown into the sea."
[Fat Security Guard]: "Don't underestimate yourself! I think you speak clearly and reasonably. The paper you write would definitely be excellent. Maybe you will even win a Nobel Prize in Psychology!"
[Collapse The World]: "…"
[The Hottie Manager]: "@Collapse The World, Can you send me a copy of the web crawler software you programmed? Would it infringe on your patent or copyright or something?"
[The Forehead Reflects Light]: "Oh ho! The pretentious shop manager has learned guerilla warfare and ran here to show off again."
[Collapse The World]: "@The Hottie Manager, It's not to the extent of infringing on my patent. This program is not really that complicated, and if you want it I can send it to you. What do you want it for?"
[The Hottie Manager]: "Because I'm interested in this cat abuse case, but I don't want to do research like you. Instead, I want to find the law, and perhaps there will be a way to spread the news of such cases."
[A Deadly Stone]: "@The Hottie Manager, This posing of yours is destined to fail! The person has already said that cat abuse cases are occurring all over the country. What are you going to use to stop it? Unless you pass a law right now, and it's a law that is strictly enforced, there is no way to stop this!"
[Collapse The World]: "@The Hottie Manager, Check your private message."
Zhang Zian's gaze moved to the top right hand corner of the forum application. There was a small red dot there, showing that there was new message.
He entered the forum's inbox and saw a new website's short message there. The message was very short, only one sentence long.
[Collapse The World]: "The website does not allow me to send an attached file. Give me an email address."
Zhang Zian liked that kind of efficient person. He instantly sent his email address over.
After a short while, his phone notification showed that he had received a new email. The email had multiple attachments.
The email body said, "The software can be used on the windows platform, and in the file there is the instructions on how to use it. Collecting data needs a certain amount of time, so you can first take a look at the data I collected. If you have something you are not sure of, you can contact me."
Zhang Zian rolled out of the reclining chair and stood up, holding his phone. With a thump, thump, thump, he came to the living room on the second floor.
"Pi, let me use the computer for a while," he said.
"Zhi zhi." Pi saved the document it had yet to finish writing. It stretched and jumped down from the chair, walking in circles around the living room.
"Right, Pi… How about taking a few days off starting tomorrow?" he casually asked as he sat down and opened his email inbox.
"Zhi zhi?" Pi blinked its eyes, shocked.
"I'm bringing Famous to the capital to take part in the movie festival tomorrow. Why don't we all go together and have fun? There should be quite a few interesting places in the capital… Haven't you stayed at home since the Spring Festival when you went to the countryside to set off fireworks? Take this opportunity to go to the capital, take a look around, and learn. You must not only read ten thousand books, but you must also walk ten thousand miles," he advised.
He could discuss it with the rest of the elfins later, but if Pi wanted to come along, it needed to ask for leave in its chapter that was set to be published that day.
Pi scratched its head, troubled. On one hand, it did want to go and have a fun trip with the rest, but on the other hand, it could not bear to stop its updates.
Zhang Zian let it consider for a while while he downloaded the files in the email to the computer. Just in case, he even did a virus scan…
The attachments included a web crawler program, an instruction manual, and even a zip file, which was all pictures.
He did a simple scan of the instruction manual. This web crawler program was specially used for searching for cat abuse cases, and the way to use it was quite simple; however, depending on the performance of the computer, it would take a long time. If it was an in-depth search, it would take even more time.
The notebook was bought a few years ago, and it could not be said to be a very high-performance computer. It was more than enough for Pi to type and write his stories, though. It was all right that it took a lot of time, anyway. Pi was practically on the computer from morning to night, and he could let the program slowly crawl in the background.
The only problem was that tomorrow, he was going out, and the results of the crawl could only be seen after he returned.
He unzipped the zip file, and on the desktop, a file that contained quite a lot of photos appeared.
The photos were from after [Collapse The World] had used the web crawler program. He had screenshotted the results he had found, and some were screenshots of parts of the paper he was writing.
[Collapse The World] had not been lying; he was really writing a psychological paper about cat abuse. In the screenshots, there were a lot of professional words that Zhang Zian could not understand.
In the last picture, it was a clear picture of the map of China. The map that was shaped like a cock was dotted with many cities, scattered like the stars in the sky, and many cities had been circled in red with different Arabic numbers written next to them.
The first city Zhang Zian found was Binhai City,
The red circle around Binhai City was thick and emphasized, and the numbers written next to it were even bigger than the numbers written for the other cities around it.
Not only Binhai City, but practically all the first, second, and third tier cities were also all circled in red. As for the fourth, fifth, and sixth tier cities, it was not that the small and medium cities did not have any cat abuse cases, but that they probably did not have their own local forums.
He was unaware that cat abuse cases had actually spread in a large scale towards the rest of the country, with Binhai City as the center.
The horrifying red color on the map shocked him until his whole forehead was full of cold sweat. The severity of the situation was beyond what he had imagined…
En?
He suddenly noticed a strange part of the map. A certain big city was not circled in red…
[Collapse The World] seemed to also not understand what was going on with that and had drawn a question mark next to the city.
The big city was the cock's heart––the capital.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

"I think we need to reassess our understanding of their strategy…"
"Hmm… What exactly are they up to?"
When Doomsday Assault and Final Assault came across the partially undressed headless body and the pulp of meat that was not far away, they were overwhelmed by panicked confusion. Doomsday Assault asked, "If the human head earlier was to scare us, what is the purpose of all this?"
"Do you think it's possible that…" Final Assault's tone started to assume a weird change. "… after they decapitated the man, they split up temporarily? Flashes of Sword carried the man's head back to place it where we found it, and the other…"
He paused to glance at the menu. "… called Feng Bujue stayed behind and did something to this dead body?"
"Is the man insane?" Doomsday Assault questioned. "But didn't Thriller Paradise set some kind of limitation to actions that desecrate dead bodies. What could he have done?"
"How would I know?" Final Assault replied. "I'm just attempting a guess. Perhaps we've misunderstood everything. They were probably being very thorough when they searched the body."
"I hope you're right…" Doomsday Assault swallowed his saliva. These two from Zombie Blade felt great terror looming over their hearts. This cast a bigger shadow on them compared to when they saw the decapitated head.
But their expressions were as unaffected as before, and that could be explained by 'that medicine' that they mentioned…
As Flashes of Sword had said, the members of Zombie Blade were known to cheat. It was too far to call them the cancer within the industry. They merely had their own way of approaching things.
In the film industry, for example, an unknown scriptwriter could have spent more than ten years to write his script and find sponsor before finally producing a product, and the film might gross about five times his investment.
But for another scriptwriter who had some connections, he could spend several months coming up with a passable script, finding a few famous actors to be in his movie, and coming up with a topic-worthy promotion to get the people into the cinema. Similarly, he would be able to earn quite a bit from the box office.
The profit earned by these two would be the same in the end, the difference being that the former might garner some reputation while the latter would be overwhelmed by negative reviews. Ultimately, though, human beings are forgetful creatures. When the former disappeared from the public eye to focus on his writing, the later would continue to produce similarly horrible films every year, but he would end up with the same amount of income each year.
This example could be used in any other industry. In this world, to achieve a goal, there was more than one way to do it. In fact, after one removed the manacle of morality or principles, the choices opened up even more.
Zombie Blade gaming studio had provided immense contributions to the gray area of online gaming. Speaking of finding loopholes and exploitable bugs, they were even more of an expert compared to bigger names like Brahman. Of course, even though this was what Zombie Blade specialized in, they still lagged behind Regulation. After all, Regulation was the top dog in the industry, and a studio that depended on alternative methods like Zombie Blade could not be counted as the top in the industry.
However, they managed to flourish in their own way. To be frank, everyone's goal was earning money. Reputation, what was that? This world was a realistic one. As long as there was money, there would naturally be people who came to ask for one's service.
The players and workers at Zombie Blade did not even have a contract with the studio. Instead, most of them signed the cooperation through a third party, so when there was a legal altercation, it would be easier to push the blame around. At worst, the company would dissolve, and they would rise again under a different name.
If they were already doing that in the real world, one could imagine how much worse they were in-game. Zombie Blade had a team that specialized in writing cheats. In most of the games that they had been involved in, they even sold the cheats to other players.
In such 'exhaustible' games, they did not mind if their accounts were banned. Since most of such games were free to play and pay to win, the gaming company's goal was to earn as much money before the hype blew over. Therefore, they did not limit IDs from registering accounts, and one person could register many accounts. Thus, being banned was merely a formality because they could register a new account easily. One could easily understand the players' psychology; they wanted to have the most fun and win the most battles. For that, the way to do it was to throw money against other players. Instead of wasting the money on the gaming company, they might as well they spend it on cheats. It brought the same amount of fun, and the money spent would be less than purchasing those limited equipment and items. They could stop whenever they felt bored.
However, in the age of the fourth photon computer, it was hard to evade discovery when using cheats. Even with the attachment of undetectable, illegal hardware, that was hard to do. As long as the gaming company and the game itself were not too trashy, cheating would eventually be discovered.
For that, Zombie Blade came up with other methods. They turned to research some illegal assistant 'software'. These kinds of software had the same purpose as cheats, but they were more like assistants in nature. For top players, they would provide little to no effect, but for normal players, the use of such tools would provide immense advantages.
Other than that, Zombie Blade had no care about their studio's reputation, which was dropping by the day, and often committed horrible acts against their competitors. Of course, they would not go after big names like Regulation and Brahman; they still knew their limits. However, against studios that were on the same scale as them, they would not hold back. Spreading untrue rumors, attacking other people's servers, those were common occurrences for them, and they had destroyed a few competition this way before.
In conclusion, those people were professional, and they had carved out a path for themselves with their own unique way of surviving.
But as the idiom goes, as high as the squirrel jumps, one day, it will fall to the ground.
Zombie Blade finally found their match in a gaming company… and the game in question was Thriller Paradise.
The game's system was flawless, and they could not cheat at all on a technical level. Therefore, they organized a secret DDOS attack on Dream Inc's server to see how powerful they were.
And… they were burned. Zombie Blade not only failed to take down Dream Inc's firewall, Dream Inc retaliated. An unknown virus leaped across numerous fake IPs and puppet CPUs to infect and destroy Zombie Blade's system.
That day, on the computers in the company building, there was a round cartoon face. It was a dirty-looking man with glasses making a mischievous laugh. "Hue hue hue…"
All the data in their hard drive was wiped, and the loss was unimaginably huge. They did not only lose their limbs—their spine was snapped.
That day, the laptop on the director's table even exploded. He had only seen something like this in the movies before. An FBI-level hacker remote-controlled the enemy's laptop to overheat its hardware and cause it to explode. He did not expect that he would be the target of such an attack in his life.
Since they were the aggressor, the members of Zombie Blade could only suffer the grievance in silence, and they did not dare scheme against Dream Inc anymore…
Then, Zombie Blade's hardware development team reached a bottleneck as well. They had tried all types of illegal attachments, but they were useless on Dream Inc's gaming hub. The technical issue was undetectable. Even if they dismantled the gaming hub, they got no closer to the truth.
This situation had not happened before. With so many technicians, they had failed to even come up with some small cheats in an online game! Was that even reasonable? Was Dream Inc secretly the country's defense agency?
Therefore, the members united their passion to break down this wall. After many meetings and a lot of research, they finally came up with the solution. Since they could not do anything to the game, they would work on the player.
'PU63' was the code for the medicine. What happened during the process of researching PU01 to PU62, no one knew. In any case, PU63 became the only advantage that Zombie Blade had in Thriller Paradise.
The complicated relationship that Zombie Blade had with a certain heartless pharmaceutical company is a topic for another time.
In any case, after a player consumed this medicine, they would enter a state called 'lucid anesthesia'. This oxymoron was actually easy to understand. One could see it as a 'state of forced calmness'.
All the research data showed that players who consumed PU63 would never have their Terror Points rise over fifty percent even in the most distressing part of the scenario. The medicine would not affect their mental acuity and would even increase their resistance toward pain and their reflexes in emergencies.
To put it plainly, this was a type of steroid given to players.
The gaming hub merely tested the player's heartbeat, pulse, and blood pressure. It did not contain the power to check for medical element, so they could use this kind of drug without worry.
Currently, only the inner members of Zombie Blade were using PU63. They were not prepared to sell this drug to the public even though the advertisement and promotion were being made already. In the next two months, this thing would probably appear on the third-party market, but that was a matter for later.
Anyhow, the duo's confidence was not baseless. With the aid of the medicine, even though they would still feel fear, the level would be dampened, at least physiologically.
With this kind of advantage and the level advantage in-game, it was normal for them to assume that they would win.
"Wait… What is that?" Final Assault said as he squatted down again. His eyes focused and discovered that there was some kind of trail on the man's tank top, which was half lifted up.
Doomsday Assault also got closer to take a look.
Final Assault lifted the shirt to get a clearer look. Just above the dead body's stomach, a sentence was carved deep into the flesh.
"Why so serious?" Doomsday Assault read the sentence and then turned to ask his teammate, "What's the meaning of this?"
"This is…" Final Assault was confused as well. Suddenly, he noticed that, around the question mark of the sentence, a metallic wire was poking out from underneath the skin. He reached out his fingers to pick at the wire, attempting to pull it out…
…
BANG!
At the same time, on the other side of the lab, Feng Bujue heard the explosion. He glanced at the menu and sighed rather disappointedly. "Sigh… we only got one…"
 


This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. 
The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… 
The defiance against data, the retribution of human… 
In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. 
Now, throw away you fear. 
Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. 
Welcome to Thriller Paradise. 
Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?  


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