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"What should we do? Shall we go ahead or go back?" asked Smoke feeling proud of her team who choose to maintain their rationality and kept calm while completely believing her even after such a chaotic revelation.
After hearing everything, another question was if they should find out more or should they come back with a precise plan. Not only because of the dangers that the mission would make them face but mainly because there were many innocent people who they had to rescue. Their one single uncalculated step will not only cost their team but also cost many other people their lives. 

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"Go ahead" everyone spoke at the same time while Zhi Xin said, "Go back."
Smiling Smoke answered while looking at Zhi Xin, "5 v/s 1 not possible, my group say's go ahead."
"It's dangerous." warned Zhi Xin as he was aware that they are practically walking into a tiger's den which was already laid with traps to catch them.
"We love danger's " answered Fire.
"Playing with danger's is our specialty" added Sugar
"We practically eat, sleep, and dream danger's " added Red
Looking at Zhi Xin not saying anything further smoke started speaking and informing about the strategy,
"Step1- call reinforcements- chile. Make sure we have enough medical supplies and space to take the injured back with us.
step 2- hack both the cameras and figure out the number and condition of people we could rescue. Make sure to store the data, it will be useful.
step 3- We will follow the same pattern for entering while the pattern will shift while exiting. Entering, I will go ahead, Fire and Red side to side, Sugar will follow. Chile will make sure reinforcements arrive on time. During exit, Sugar will lead, Red and Fire will maintain Side to Side, I will follow.
step 4- make sure everyone is safe and sound
step 5-blast the entire place.
Any opinion?" Asked Smoke after she finished instructing.
"No" "Yes" came the voices of everyone. While everyone said No Zhi Xin was the one who said Yes.
Looking at Zhi Xin Smoke was waiting for him to explain while giving him a look saying -care-to-explain-.
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On their wedding night, 
Zhi Ruo was scared and nervous, sitting  on the bed she was awaiting her husband since hours. 
"This is the first time I will be meeting him... Shall I run away? Anyway he will not be able to find me, afterall who marries without meeting even once" 
The door opened and a handsome man entered:
Qing Shan moved towards the bed with a steady pace that was neither hurried nor slow.
Zhi Ruo: What ae you doing?
Qing Shan: What a husband should do.......


Since getting married, the almighty boss became a wife slave and everyone was filled with limitless dog food.

This is the end of the first volume. It was mainly an introduction for the main cast, exploring their motivations for playing Classmancers. To spice it up, the finale had some action which gave a taste of how a competitive match looks like.

The second volume will continue with the entry exam, showing how Lars and Julia fare and who ultimately makes it into the club. The draft for the volume is already done, so it's all about proofreading and editing now. Starting with the chapter release tomorrow, I'll resume my usual schedule of releasing one chapter a week.

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Imagine a shonen sports story. But, it’s not about baseball or soccer. No, this one is about playing a MOBA video game!

And no, it’s neither League of Legends nor DotA. A BRAND NEW ORIGINAL MOBA, the one MOBA to rule them all - Classmancers!

The game has become so big, that even schools recognize it as a sport. They even allow students to participate in Classmancers clubs and compete against other schools! Who will be the one going to nationals!?

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For Yuel, a team sport is like a chessboard that comes to life. There’s no greater fun than deconstructing every opponent and predicting twenty of their moves in advance.

And, Classmancers is the ideal stage for such psychological warfare, for it’s a sport in which game theory reigns supreme. At least, usually, it does.

There are also goofs like Lars, who got -200 IQ, yet boast godlike mechanical skill that triumphs against all odds. He’s like your typical OPMC which a cheat, except the cheat does nothing for his intellect.

Yuel and Lars are like water and fire. In other words, 100% compatible! That’s why they form an unlikely duo and set out to dominate Classmancers’ competitive scene!

However, to challenge their OPness, the two will run into rivals who are just as OP! Some of them will turn their teammates immune to Yuel’s psychological attacks, while others will redirect Lars’s almighty strength against himself.

In this harsh environment, the two will keep struggling, struggling, and struggling some more, following their promise to reach the pro scene.

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Gun-Ho was having a beer with Jae-Sik at the security office in his company. It was all dark outside.
"You used to be very active in the literature club when we were in high school, and if I remember correctly, you also participated in making our school newspapers."
"Yeah, I did. After graduating from high school, I went to college in Seoul and majored in creative writing. It was not one of the top universities, but I had a good life at that time because I could do what I enjoy doing."
"That's right. I think I heard that you studied creative writing."
"I even won the annual spring literature contest after graduating from college, which was held by a newspaper company in a province. At that time I felt like I could rule the world. I wanted to get a job in a newspaper company, but I found a job at a publishing company instead."
"So you got a job where you can use what you learned in college and that was also what you liked to do with your life."
"As you know, a publisher is different from a factory like here. It was a small publisher with only three or four employees and it wasn't doing very well."
"Hmm."
"However, that publisher was publishing a few bestseller books at that time, so they could pay me even though it was not much. I met my ex-wife there too."
Jae-Sik's voice started shaking when he talked about his wife.
"Have some more beer."

"Sure."
Jae-Sik sipped his can of beer before he continued to talk.
"Did your wife work at the same publisher?"
"My wife was a poet. In order to make our livings, we both worked at the publisher as a freelancer doing proofreading and editing."
"Hmm."
"So we hit it off when we met. I was a chief editor at the publisher at that time. Unfortunately, the company could no longer find a good book that would generate enough revenue. Any subsequent books we published were sold less than 500 books at a maximum."
"Does it cost a substantial amount of money to publish a book?"
"Our company usually published foreign books. So it cost more than 10 million won to do the translation, editing, design and printing work."
"Wow, it does cost a lot."
"That company eventually had to close its business. I couldn't find a job in the field afterward because the publishing industry wasn't doing well at that time. So I made a living by doing editing. However, I don't know what happened to me; I guess I had to stay in the field doing editing even though I wasn't making much. But, instead, I opened a deep-fried chicken restaurant with a loan."
"Hmm."
"I put about 100 million won in that restaurant business including its premium. However, the restaurant strangely suffered from the beginning. Moreover, my wife became testy because of the customers who were rude and loud, and sometimes they harassed my wife, those low-lives."

"Hmm."
"She would have been able to take some stress that arose from the business if we were making good money. However, the business was suffering, and we were pressured by the creditors to repay the loan, on top of those abusive customers. My wife couldn't take it anymore. You know people who write like a poem, they are more sensitive than average people."
"Did your wife invest her money in the restaurant too?"
"She did. She took out the money from her credit cards here and there and invested 20 million won in the business. I also used my credit cards in addition to loan from a bank and put about 40 million won in the business."
"So, you started the business with your own cash of 30 million won."
"I had a severance pay of 5 million won that I received from the publishing company's president. He literally cried when he gave it to me. And I borrowed 10 million won from my mother. I used those 15 million won in addition to my own cash—another 15 million won."
"The debt was too high compared to your own investment fund."
"The debt grew like a snowball and we were behind our rent. It was that time when my wife eventually suffered a miscarriage of a baby; she asked me to divorce her."
"Whew. I had similar life experiences. You had a harsh time."
"I haven't heard from my wife for a while. She must still be suffering financially because of her credit card debt. She is probably having a hard life doing editing work."
"Hmm."
"When I eventually closed the deep-fried chicken restaurant, I was left with a debt of over 50 million won. I suffered for quite a while by the creditors before I became a person with a bad credit score."
"Why didn't you apply for rehabilitation?"
"I did. With rehabilitation program, I was supposed to pay off debts according to a payment plan provided by the court. I was paying a certain amount of money to the court every month for several months until the accident happened."
"An accident?"
"I was doing the editing work, but when I couldn't get enough work to make a living, I got a job in a delivery company. I think I worked there for about half a year until the accident. I was delivering a package and I had to make a quick delivery, so I made a U-turn where I was not supposed to do and then I hit a car that was coming from the opposite direction. I crossed the yellow line to make a U-turn. I guess something happened to me that day to cloud my judgment."
"Hmm."
"I am not good at physical work since I have always done office work like writing and editing. Moreover, I had a bad credit score. So it was really hard to find a job. I saw Jong-Suk working with machines and doing welding. He looks great. I know I can't do that kind of work."
"So, you have 50 million won debt in total?"
"I have been paying for the debt until now. I think I have 30 million won left by now. Oh, I talked with the general affairs manager the other day about it. He said I would get paid 1.6 million won per month, and I can take the amount of basic living expenses out of it before it is seized. I think I can save some money then."
"Saving money?"
"Yeah. My rent is paid by the company, and I can have my meals at the company. So, I think I can pay off the debt after ten years working here."

"Right. The biggest expense that the people who don't make enough money is the cost of the rent. The people who don't have money have to pay for rent, and the people who have money receive that rent from them. That's the current economic system we are living in. Consequently, the gap between the rich and poor is getting bigger. Ten years are too long for you."
"Well, it is still hope. It's a good thing that the debt is shrinking instead of growing. There is one thing that bothers me a lot though. I collected some funds from our friends from high school to make an alumni directory book. I couldn't make it happen even though I really was going to make it."
"People don't make those types of directory book nowadays, do they? Many people don't want to expose their real address."
"I know. So I was going to enter their e-mail address instead of physical addresses with phone numbers. I started collecting the necessary information and writing some stuff already like the history and path that our school took so far and news from our friends, etc. I still have the writings with me. It will cost 2-3 million won to complete it but I used that money to pay my rent because I was about to be evicted. I became an animal to our friends."
Jae-Sik eventually burst into tears.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

Clark taps the table with his fingers while his other hand is on his face while his index finger is on his lips, trying to look like he's thinking.

"Well?" Mrs. Corsilla asks.

Dona smirks while looking at Clark with a blush on her face, 'Oh my god, you're so hot, Mr. White!' she thought as she drinks the iced lemon tea the moment it arrived.

"Hm, let me check if you can take good care of Cj," Clarks looks at Mr. Rogers who carries a thick envelope.

"What is that?" Mrs. Corsilla asks with a bothered look on her face, "I can tell you every reason why you should give us Cj!"

Clark opens the envelope and looks at Mrs. Corsilla, "Okay, tell me."

Dona smiles and butts in, "I'm a capable woman who can take good care of a child. I'm a well-known actress and--"

"Shut your mouth, Dona," Mrs. Corsilla covers her daughter's mouth.

Dona just rolls her eyes.

"We, are financially capable of raising a child. We can send him to school. Give him anything he wants. He is free to do whatever he wants to, Mr. White. And we can give him a complete set of parents," Mrs. Corsilla smirks, thinking that she hit the spot.

 Clark just smiled and gave the envelope full of money, "Is this enough?" 

Mrs. Corsilla and Dona open their eyes widely while staring at the amount of money.

Dona shakes her mother's arms while whispering, "It's enough! It's too much!"

But Mrs. Cordilla's eyebrow flinched, "Are you trying to buy us? This won't work! We care for Cj! You can't take good care of him! You're the reason why my daughter died!" Mrs. Corsilla stands up while yelling.

Everyone else in the restaurant looks at them.

"Now, isn't this an attitude worthy for claiming that you can take good care of my son?" Mr. White sips his iced lemon tea.

"Mr. White, we can assure you that we can raise Cj well. Look at this, if we take him, you can live your life as you wanted. You don't have to worry about a kid. You can live your life as a single man and even get married," Dona said while leaning forward, holding her hands to squish her breast out.

Clarks looks at her, "Well then, I have a proof that you can't take good care of CJ like Kirin," he looks at Mr. Rogers who handed him a folder.

Mrs. Corsilla and Dona look at each other, "Now, we said that we don't need money," Mrs. Corsilla said while gesturing to put the folder away.

"As I have said, it's a proof, not money," Clark stares at them like they are just ants that he can stomp on, "Why don't you take a look at it."

Mrs. Corsilla and Dona suddenly felt shivers run down their spine as they open the folder.

There they saw Kirin's photos.

She's full of bruises and wounds.

"That's the day she called me because she's pregnant. I thought it's blackmailing to make me be responsible for the child, but she said it's from you- her family. You hurt her to discipline her, and you're expecting me to let Cj fall in your hands?" Mr. White said.

Mrs. Corsilla saw a paper with hand-writings of Kirin after the photos of her.

"That's her letter, a testimony of how you abused her and left her alone. You did that to her because she's a child of your husband's mistress, right, Mrs. Corsilla?"

After the letter, Kirin has her signature and her I.D. as proof. 

"She died because her health was not good. I tried to keep her alive. We've tried everything but she can't get well. You neglected her. You didn't raise her the way a family should."

Mrs. Corsilla grinds her teeth as her veins pop out of anger.

Dona felt embarrassed and tried to act since Mr. White hasn't mentioned her name for Kirin's death.

"Mr. White! I love my sister! I tried to help her but she was afraid and she ran away from me," Dona cried.

Mrs. Corsilla looks at Dona with disbelief and she slapped her, "How ungrateful! I raised you better than that kid! I gave you everything you wanted! I removed Kirin from the family to make you the apple of the eye of your father yet you're leaving me behind!" She screamed and pulled Dona's hair.

Mr. White just stares at them, "I'll let you go if you stop bothering me and CJ. But once I hear that you, even just your shadow, appears in front of Cj, you'll live the rest of your lives in jail. I know what you wanted, money, but you refused," Clark stands up.

"Of course, if you took it, you can't ask for money again. But if you have Cj, you can ask me non-stop."

Clark took money from his wallet and put it on the table for the bill.

"Miss Dona, I hope you can make a public apology for slapping Sheen, or else your whole career is done for."

Mrs. Corsilla stops pulling Dona's hair and slapped her again from what Clark said, "You're ruining  what we worked hard for!" 

Dona just stares blankly, her mother really abused Kirin, but she's still being abused.

'I wish I'm dead,' Dona thought while her mother slaps her.

Clark just looks at them in disgust.

Both of them are losing their minds.

Dona is known for sleeping with directors just to get casting.

Mrs. Corsilla's known for illegal gambling.

Clark's blood just boils while thinking that they want to get CJ from him.

He took a blind eye the first time they asked but as time passes by, they get more eager and aggressive so he has to do something.

Clark went back to the company.

Sheen's in her office, continuing the book she wants to write.

He didn't bother her and went to his office to call Dan.

"Please call Dona Hale Violet's manager and tell him that if Dona won't make a public apology, both of them will sink down," Clark said and turned off his phone.

Sheen is too full of energy while writing that she did not notice that it's already lunch.

Her stomach's already begging her to eat but due to being too focused, she can't hear it.

She types fast, eager to let out all her ideas in the story when suddenly she heard someone knock at the door.

She froze, nervousness run through her body as her face tightens.

'Is it Clark?' she thought while standing up.

Ever since she talked with Bea, she's afraid to see Clark for a reason she can't understand.

After feeling sad because she's not part of Clark's family and even asking herself if she wants to be, she feels nervous about having to see Clark.

But she wants to see him and say her thanks for helping her last night.

But there's the feeling that she wants to have her distance from Clark.

She can't run away from him, he's her boss.

And she's an assistant.

She's only an assistant.

Sheen exhales as she tries to calm herself.

Since for some reason, she feels excited to think that Clark's behind the door.

"What the hell! What takes you too long to open the door?" Bea yelled as she opens the door. 

Sheen froze as her legs weaken due to shock.

"Hey! Keep it together, I know you're going to be a White someday!" Bea whispers as she holds Sheen's arm.

"I brought lunch," Bea smiles apologetically at Sheen while they get to her desk.

Sheen just had her poker face until they finished eating.

"Hey, don't be mad. I was waiting for too long outside. I thought you're already out from hunger. You're too focused when writing that you forget to eat," Bea frowns.

"I know, it's just that I was hoping---"

She stops from what she wants to say, 'I'm not hoping to see Clark!' she thought.

"I was hoping that I can finish the 56th chapter today and by next week, I can send them for proofreading and for editing," she continued.

"Oh, I can do the proofreading, Dan can do the editing," Bea suggested.

"Aren't you too busy for the wedding?"

"No, we're done with that part. And you need to pass that by December, right? We still have that much time. I'm just shocked that you're already at the end."

"Yep, I already started writing before I told Clark." 

They both drink their coffeetea jelly when Sheen's phone rang.

She scowls when she saw who the caller is.

"What do you want?" She asks in an irritated voice.

"Can we talk, please?" Kady asks in a begging tone.

Bea stares at Sheen, the only one she will make that face is Kady.

She went beside Sheen and listens.

"No, I am busy."

"Please, I just want to tell you something about Mr. White."

"You can tell it to me now."

"No, I'll tell it if you will see me personally."

"Then, it's your lost. I don't care about what you want to say."

Sheen was about to turn off the call when Kady replies, "He raped a teen and got her pregnant!" 

Sheen's forehead furrows, "I'll see you at 7 pm," she said and turned off her phone.

"What was that? Raped? Where did he hear that?" Bea asks.

"I don't know. But I can't let Kady have that rumor with him. I have to tell him the truth. Clark didn't do that," Sheen frowns.

She can't let rumors about Clark spread.

She has to correct it.

But it's not her problem.

It shouldn't be her problem.

She's just an assistant.

But she can't keep her heart at rest.

It bothers her so much that it suffocates her.

Sheen, a famous book author of romance and a victim of unrequited love, finds herself in need of true romance for a new novel. She stumbles upon young men while thirsty to create the novel she needs to write, she jumps from one romance to another to create the perfect romantic book she can ever write.

When they arrived at school, Liang Xiaole and Liu Xiaofei asked another psychopath about the idea of entering the middle school. knowing that this matter could not be in a hurry, they continued to make up stories to fool the past. 
When he arrived in the dormitory, he opened QOO, while monitoring Zhao Bing's QOO, while continuing to watch Cobra's tutorials on his computer. According to the original plan, he was prepared to take action tonight, but after seeing the conversation between Zhao Bing and the online bodyguard yesterday, Hu Yifei postponed the action again, this time to make it impossible for Zhao Bing to turn around forever. 
Now, all his preparatory work has been done, except for Zhao Bing to complete the PPT presentation of the network transformation plan. 
After watching the teaching plan for half an hour, Hu Yifei remembered that Zhao Bing appeared at the Wolf's den Forum last night, so he logged on to the wolf's den again. After coming up, he found that the meeting was adjourned again, and everyone was still quarrelling over the fact that the attendees were being tracked. 
"* you are afraid of being tracked, so you just don't come to the meeting. Won't you be tracked if you quarrel in the wolf's den?" Hu Yifei said that these experts are all psychopaths, and this matter will be quarreled for several days. If you are afraid of being tracked, you should not be a hacker. To be a hacker, you have to be prepared. I am just a rookie, and I was almost chased by a tarantula to jump off a building. You are a bird if you suffer such a grievance. 
Checked the list and sent: Zhao Bing is not online, Hu Yifei withdrew from the wolf's den, and parsed the more than 20 web addresses registered by Zhao Bing. Whatever is online now, he uses an artifact to connect to it, but he can't find any trace of Zhao Bing. I can't help feeling depressed. I wish I had planted a Trojan horse on Zhao Bing's machine, so that no matter where he was, he could always know, because after he went online. Trojans will contact themselves on their own initiative. 
Hu Yifei thought of Zhao Bing's mailbox again. It was full of good things. I was sure I could use it. I just didn't know that hacking into the mailbox server was the same as hacking into that network photo album. 
As soon as I said it, I used the artifact to connect to the mailbox server, and according to the old way, I quickly found the database to store the account password. 
The password of this mailbox is also encrypted and stored in the database, but the encryption method is different, the length is different, and it is not so unified. Hu Yifei is going to look for the encryption algorithm in the code, but accidentally found that there is a field in the database that seems to be a path, which seems to be the storage path of all attachments under this account. 
As soon as he was overjoyed, he didn't even have to change the password. he directly connected to the server where the accessories were stored with an artifact, looked for the past according to the path provided in the database, and sure enough found a lot of files, including the Trojan horse that acted badly all over the world. 
without demur. Hu Yifei packed these things directly and sent them to my mailbox. That's what an artifact is good for. It allows you to get around a lot of restrictions. But there are also many restrictions that cannot be bypassed. 
Hu Yifei carefully studied these shellfish of Zhao Bingdi. Unexpectedly, various methods for spreading Trojans were found in it. There's a worm. There's an e-mail virus. As long as the computer is infected with the virus. The Trojan will be downloaded and installed automatically. Hu Yifei, hey, hey, smile. Now I can save myself and prepare to play a heavy hand. Stir-fry chestnuts with sugar to give me the virus that can kill the hard drive. Now we have this kid's own e-mail virus. Even better. Let him die convincingly. 
It's time to turn off the lights. Zhao Bing is online. Hu Yifei quickly linked the past and now Zhao Bing is still fiddling with his PPT presentation. Probably did it all night. It's time to get ready for bed. Just came up to open QOO to send and receive messages. Few messages were sent by the online bodyguard. He said he had prepared the equipment and system and was just waiting for the main road to issue an order. 
Zhao Bing spent more than ten minutes QOO. The network cable was disconnected. 
Hu Yifei watched Zhao Bing shut down the network with his own eyes, which is much easier than turning off his own phone. You can also try this trick to disconnect the other party next time. So as not to make such a big noise when the phone is turned off. 
The next day to light blue. Push open the door of the Ministry of Cyber Security. There are four security guards in there. Play games, talk about QOO, fight landlords. Those two were among them yesterday. I saw Hu Yifei. They're not nervous anymore. Stand up and say hello with a smile: "Little brother." Have you come to work? " 
Hu Yifei said "yes" and sat down in front of the computer yesterday, ready to continue to scan those IP. 
The security guards also greeted Hu Yifei, "Brother, will StarCraft play? let's play together and learn from each other!" 
Hu Yifei smiled and shook his head. "No, I have a lot of things to do!" 
The security guards were not forced to sit down and work away again, really as if Hu Yifei no longer existed. 
Hu Yifei hung up IP to scan automatically, looked back at these security guards, suddenly patted his forehead, how could he be so stupid? those security guards could come in and turn on the computer casually, then turn on a few more machines and hang up these IP, wouldn't he soon be able to get rid of all these IP? 
"I'm such a pig. Why didn't I think of it earlier?" Hu Yifei scolded himself, got up quickly, turned on four machines in one breath, including the one he had already started scanning, that is, five, just one for each of the five scanners, so it would take ten minutes. 
A scan of IP. 
Of the five scanners, only two scan very slowly, and it takes about ten minutes to scan an IP, while the other three can basically complete an IP, in a minute or two because there is little information scanned. Hu Yifei wants to scan all the IP with these three scanners today. If he comes back later, he will turn on seven or eight machines to scan with those two slow scanners, and finally put the information together. It only takes about three working days to finish it. 
Hu Yifei was overjoyed that the seemingly indefinite scanning task was solved at once.
 
 When the security guards saw Hu Yifei busily bustling around there, they wondered, did the Ministry of Network Security really want to get busy? 
The greasy security guard smiled and said, "Little brother, what are you up to? do you need any help?" 
On hearing this, Hu Yifei said, "Thank you. It's best if you can help!" 
The security guard didn't expect to get a Ken's answer and was startled. I heard that this network security is high-tech. Can these rough people also help? There is still a little chicken moving at the moment, and he said, "then tell me what to do!" 
"it's nothing, just run a software for me on your machine, and when you see that the software doesn't work, just let me know, and you don't need to look at it all the time, just about once an hour and a half!" 
"all right, this machine is already yours. It's easy to use!" As soon as the security guard heard that this was the case, he did not refuse and did not help with his hand. in case someone else got mad, he would not be able to play the free computer. 
As soon as he flew, he copied the two slow scanners to the four security machines, and then began to enter IP,. After entering ten in a row, he pressed the scan button, and the scanner began to rub over the data. Hu Yifei said, "well, if you see that the data here is not moving, just let me know." 
"is it that simple?" The security guard looked at the "high-tech" thing and scratched his head, saying that it was easier than being a security guard. He casually entered a few numbers and clicked a mouse, and he messed up in an hour and a half, and he still got a lot of money. "you teach us, we'll lose that number, too!" 
Hu Yifei smiled and picked up the list. "just enter this, and I'll see if you lose!" 
The security guard did it for the first time, but he was still a little nervous. after confirming it several times, he typed the IP into the scan box, then looked at Hu Yifei and said, "is that right?" 
"Yes!" Hu Yifei said a few words of praise, thinking that he didn't even have to type in the IP. Now he found a few pieces of paper, copied the IP, and sent it to the security guard. "just input it according to this, and when you can't play, let me know!" 
Several security guards were very excited, supervised and discussed with each other, so they typed in all those IP. After clicking the scan, they saw that the data rubbed and flipped wildly, and several of them even forgot their own games, where they turned faster than others. 
Hu Yifei had no time to see the tutorial today, running back and forth between several machines, excerpting the scan results. The three tools with fast scanning speed scanned all the IP in one day, while the two with slow scanning completed 150 IP scans today. Plus 20 yesterday, Hu Yifei has completed more than half of the total task. It is estimated that in another half a day, all the scanning tasks will be completed. 
When he got off work in the afternoon, Hu Yifei was too tired to vomit blood and left without delay. 
The security guards looked at Hu Yifei's back and muttered to each other, "if the security guard can't do it in the future, I'll come here to apply for a job. High-tech stuff is too simple!" 
"Yes! It's too easy! " 
After Hu Yifei went to school for dinner, he went back to the dormitory and acted quickly. Whether he can succeed depends on whether Zhao Bing is online tonight. 
In fact, 90% of Zhao Bing's PPT presentation was completed yesterday. Hu Yifei had already put the presentation on his own machine, and he had already done what he had to do. he was very smart and knew that after tampering, the size of the file could not be significantly changed, otherwise Zhao Bing, a veteran, knew that the document had been tampered with. To this end, Hu Yifei took great pains, and every change in it was carefully carved. Now just wait for Zhao Bing to go online, and then send back what he has done. 
After nine o'clock in the evening, Zhao Bing went online, and Hu Yifei quickly connected. He saw that Zhao Bing had completed the design of the network transformation plan and was making the final proofreading. 
Every time Zhao Bing changes, Hu Yifei is also making corresponding changes here. 
Seeing that Zhao Bing finished proofreading and turned off the presentation, Hu Yifei quickly switched to the working mode, quickly replaced the corresponding part of Zhao Bing's presentation with this part of his hands and feet, saved it and compared it with the size. The change is almost negligible. 
After unplugging and then connecting, I saw a flash drive sign appeared on Zhao Bing's computer. Zhao Bing copied the presentation to the USB disk, and then, as usual, disconnected the network. 
"Hey, hey, you're dead this time!" Hu Yifei smiled.

 

The rookie's ironic hacker road. 
Hu Yifei, who was originally a computer rookie, inadvertently found a second-hand hard disk, and has since embarked on the wretched road of hackers. 
If you want to see how Brother Hu is smart on the network, please click on this article and read it carefully. 
The funniest hacker novel, the cruelest hacker world.

Foo, a bright young man that happens to be a computer genius, who excels in life by taking shortcuts when possible. If life was a game, he would definitely pick the easiest mode.

        Exams in school? Just read all the books once, and make sure you don't forget the contents.

        Looking for a job? Make sure everyone around the boss knows just how perfect you are for the job. Having others bragging about your excellence is more trustworthy and gives plausible deniability.

        Quiz time? Let me just start my special search engine's voice recognition.

        Competing in soccer? Aw, how unfortunate, the opposing team 'somehow' got their clothes filled with itch-inducing powder, leading to a walkover.

        Playing a FPS game? Well, lets just have my own mouse driver software get some headshots while I watch a movie. It's perfectly legit, as it just speeds up the response time so that it clicks before I even get to the computer.

        Gambling sites and online casinos? Data-mining, number-crunching and image recognition! By utilizing computer knowledge, solving problems is easy!

        Some might get jealous, but hey! Just be like me, and use your brains for once!

However, in the modern era, the gangsters and other shady businesses are moving their turfs towards the internet and gaming circles.

What happens when they realize that Foo was a threat to their profits?

Well, no suspense here, they killed him.




That's the end of story... if you are to believe the god that greets him after his death.

However, can this story get a fresh new start when Foo somehow ends up in a game-like medieval fantasy world?

Or will the lack of modern tools, like his beloved computers or other modern conveniences, cut his story short yet again?








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Also, thanks to SageDrunkKitty and Remteldanmarkius for proofreading the synopsis! Any errors still there are their fault!
The fact that I might not have listened on them does not automatically make it my fault, okay?

Foo, a bright young man that happens to be a computer genius, who excels in life by taking shortcuts when possible. If life was a game, he would definitely pick the easiest mode.

        Exams in school? Just read all the books once, and make sure you don’t forget the contents.

        Looking for a job? Make sure everyone around the boss knows just how perfect you are for the job. Having others bragging about your excellence is more trustworthy and gives plausible deniability.

        Quiz time? Let me just start my special search engine's voice recognition.

        Competing in soccer? Aw, how unfortunate, the opposing team 'somehow' got their clothes filled with itch-inducing powder, leading to a walkover.

        Playing a FPS game? Well, lets just have my own mouse driver software get some headshots while I watch a movie. It’s perfectly legit, as it just speeds up the response time so that it clicks before I even get to the computer.

        Gambling sites and online casinos? Data-mining, number-crunching and image recognition! By utilizing computer knowledge, solving problems is easy!

        Some might get jealous, but hey! Just be like me, and use your brains for once!

However, in the modern era, the gangsters and other shady businesses are moving their turfs towards the internet and gaming circles.

What happens when they realize that Foo was a threat to their profits?

Well, no suspense here, they killed him.




That’s the end of story... if you are to believe the god that greets him after his death.

However, can this story get a fresh new start when Foo somehow ends up in a game-like medieval fantasy world?

Or will the lack of modern tools, like his beloved computers or other modern conveniences, cut his story short yet again?








------------------------------

Also, thanks to SageDrunkKitty and Remteldanmarkius for proofreading the synopsis! Any errors still there are their fault!
The fact that I might not have listened on them does not automatically make it my fault, okay?

"Done?"
Director Charlie and the vocal assistant weren't present for the last two hours of the recording session. Of course, Lou Lan had reassured them by saying that Meng Fan could continue with the recording and they can check in periodically.
Because of Meng Fan's previous performance quality and efficiency, Lou Lan, Charlie, and the assistant were not worried at all. They'd gone off to take a break and return to fix any minor issues later. They didn't expect them to be finished when they returned, though.
They selected a few major plot points, and when the quality was assured, they felt there was no need to check the rest. Immediately, it was sent to the proofreading team.
In less than a day, Meng Fan managed to finish most of the major recording for "Nine Days". The most important parts were complete, and with good quality as well. Naturally, Charlie was very happy, for he had finished recording all 12 episodes for season one of "Nine Days" that was scheduled to take a week in one day. Now, there are a few more days to engage in editing and filling. Because Meng Fan had voiced the male lead, they were able to finish everything several days ahead of schedule.
Speedy, but high quality. The client's daddy will be very satisfied! And when such a powerful daddy hegemony like Xuan Wu animation was satisfied, they will definitely give you more work!
"I originally thought it would take you at least three days to complete them all. I didn't think you'd be finished in just one day." Charlie asked someone to send the recording to the editing department before asking Meng Fan. "Then what are your plans now, do you want the studio to find some more work for you?"
"I actually have something I need your help with, director."
Meng Fan had already gone over the sentence several times in his mind. "Before, all my roles were small, and focused on video games, so the roles didn't have that much coherence in the plot. But after voicing Luo Hao all day, I've learned a lot. I felt enlightened, but also found a lot of shortcomings. I understand it's not enough to rely solely on the versatility of my voice and the power of imitation. Voice acting still needs to be studied."
Anyone who heard Meng Fan's words would have thought it was fake beyond compare. How can someone as skilled as you be declaring inadequacy? But if they believed him, then they would respect his modesty, professionalism, diligence, perseverance, and reaffirm the idea that "nobody can just succeed, everyone has to work hard" from the bottom of their hearts.
Meng Fan didn't know which one of the above Charlie was feeling at the moment.
He continued, "So, I want to ask you if I could register a recording studio and keep practicing. Of course, if the studio needs any work done during the process, feel free to let me know too."
There was only a time requirement left to satisfy [Studio Bug]. Meng Fan thought about paying to rent a recording studio since it was a rather convenient thing to find in Hangzhou, but it would be costly. But any problem that can be solved by money is not a problem. Only, it would reward him with +5 voice acting skills and +3 voice appeal, which will come all too sudden. If he could borrow a studio with the excuse of wanting to learn, he could say he'd been buffering during his training. Then, everyone would be surprised at the speed of his progress and have no time to ponder the other metaphysical attributes at play.
Nowadays, everyone thought Meng Fan was a voice acting genius. If they could see his hard work and effort, they would recognize him for his skill.
"That's it? Do you have any other requests? Like do you want an assistant or a vocal technician?" Seeing Meng Fan shake his head, Charlie smiled. "That's all huh, then you can have this studio, you're familiar with it too. Either way, this studio was reserved for you to voice dub Luo Hao anyways."
Just like that, Meng Fan became the CV in the Chocolate Factory that had his own recording studio.
He went home and came back again with his toiletries and art tube.
When Meng Fan returned, Charlie was still there. Seeing his equipment, Charlie couldn't help but feel he was going too hard.
Meng Fan was hardcore indeed. Aside from going to the bathroom, he never left the studio. Time is precious! As for what he'd been doing inside… Heh. Drawing of course.
Fortunately for him, nobody came into the recording studio that had become exclusively his own. Only Lou Lan would occasionally come in if he had worked for him. Otherwise, anyone who entered would have to treat Meng Fan like a psychotic patient.
Recording studios are so stuffy, how could someone draw in there?!
He drew until 3:00 am, went to sleep, then went off to run a lap and eat some food before returning to the drawing desk.
But after solving the issue of stuffiness, a closed space like the recording studio was an optimal environment for inspiration and creativity. No wonder authors rushing their work would enclose themselves in dark rooms.
Of course, Meng Fan wasn't drawing manga the entire time. As he drew, he was also increasing his voice acting abilities and continued to stream on time at night. To make it easier, he streamed about his voice acting.
There was a lot of voice acting content in the studio, as there were roles that hadn't been recorded yet and several that have been. The video clips were also much easier to produce. With the help of professional equipment, all the netizens found the new method of streaming very refreshing. It also allowed the netizens to feel the charm and appeal of dubbing more intuitively.
　　...
"Robin, we're here to get you! Leave the rest to us!"
"We're going to die anyway, I want to die here!"
"Robin!"
"Robin Jiang!"
"Robin!"
"What's going on here?!"
"I finally understand who Robin's enemy is! Usopp go and shoot that flag."
"Yes, sir! The new weapon is a giant slingshot, its name is Dou! Taste its power! Flamingo star has been • slain!"
"The pirates have declared war on the planet ZF!"
"Just as I hoped!"
"Quick, say you want to live!"
"If I could really make one wish, I want to live! Take me to the oceans with you!"
From Luffy's shouting to Robin crying in the end, Meng Fan had dubbed the hottest episode of One Piece in one go, featuring Luffy, Robin, Choppa, Sanji, Nami, Sauron, Usopp, Spandam, and passersby, including the sound effects of the flamingo penetrating the flag, the howls, the cries...It was full of hearty emotion!
And he'd done it all in Japanese too.
"What a f*cking badass, if I haven't been listening to Meng boss's voice dubs recently, I would think this was the original soundtrack!"
"Hahaha, the female voice has returned! The person who betted on no female voices appearing today better give a 1024!"
"How many roles is that in one breath?! I'm suspecting there's a voice acting crew living in Meng host's throat!"
"F*ck, it's so badass to voice a female, but he even managed to dub her crying!"
"F*cker! When I watched this episode, I almost died from crying, now you're here to earn my tears again!"
"Crying from listening +1!"
"Crying from listening +69!"
"I'm used to it, if Meng fatty dubs all the famous characters from Japan, I wouldn't even be surprised!"
"Haha Meng host is brave in his dubbing choices, as long as he continues imitating, I can say that I'll be able to recognize any voice!"
"I just want to listen to his impression of Mr.Ohashi."
"I want to hear Mr.Yoshizawa."
"I'm different from you guys. I want to hear him impersonate Mr. Ogi."
After dubbing this segment, Meng Fan ended tonight's stream.
This was the fifth live broadcast he'd done in the studio. On the fifth broadcast, from domestic to foreign, from TV series to movies, and from animations to the ghost stories circulating on 8th Station, he was unable to count the number of clips he'd dubbed.
After logging off, he checked the time for [Studio Bug]. He was already at 9500 minutes of experience and was only 500 away. In about 8 hours, he'd be done.
He drew until 3:00 am.
Better take a nap. When he wakes up, the experience will be full.
Meng Fan flopped over and prepared for bed, but was woken up by the alert in his mind, signaling the completion of a task.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

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