Chapter 190: Defense Breaking Concerto

In the scientific planets of the four major districts, the meeting rooms of the companies in the main city are brightly lit regardless of the time difference between day and night.

"His latest story is a complete provocation to our traditional system! He trampled on the faces of the Capital Alliance and the Western District, and pulled the legions to stand in line to strengthen himself!" A Zerg in a pure white scientific research uniform angrily slammed the table, "Now he can't wait to reach out to the scientific and technological forces! He is even more disgusting than the most greedy locust species!"

"Fate's new story has only been serialized for 15 minutes, and the text data has not yet been fully disclosed. Your judgment is too decisive." Another scientific research insect said.

Another research insect sneered, "It's only been 15 minutes, and we're already sitting in the conference room watching his live broadcast on the conference projector. If Fate didn't have other intentions, this meeting today wouldn't have been possible."

"So? How long am I going to sit here? I have a scientific project in progress, and I don't have time to waste on a popular internet anchor." An elderly research insect said coldly, "If there is no result in another five minutes, I will open the door and leave even if the conference room door is welded shut."

"Look at it from a positive perspective. Isn't it possible that Host Fate is trying to show goodwill to our School of Technology?" A young scientific Zerg gave an example. "Our School of Technology is an out-of-alliance family. We have never colluded with the Capital Alliance to embarrass Host Fate. Think about it, when Host Fate first showed goodwill to the Legion Zerg, didn't she also write about a silly military female and a star military female who had completed all the Prisoner Star Codexes?"

"Ridiculous." "Funny, asking directly about our traditional system? He even merged us with the military-industrial system in the imaginary future!" "Don't be so generous, the story has only been written a little bit." "What, you want to support a virtual insect tribe!?"

The two rows of seats at the long conference table in the conference room were filled with scientific Zergs in white uniforms, half of whom held senior titles in the technology zone, and half were eccentrics and geniuses with high-quality technology projects. The few scientific Zergs who watched the live broadcast in silence were regional chiefs.

A rough estimate is that there are about two hundred people, and voices of all sizes are heard, and the whole room is buzzing.

The manager sitting at the top of the table frowned and asked the secretary beside him, "Why hasn't the data analysis department come yet?"

"We'll be there soon." Just as the secretary finished speaking, the door to the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and a group of people wearing T-shirts, sweatshirts, plaid shirts and simple white shirts came in, each holding a portable data host in their hands.

As soon as the door of the conference room was pushed open, the noisy low noise in the room disappeared in a second and silence returned.

As soon as the data department employees came in, they approached the projection equipment in the conference room according to their clear division of labor and quickly opened the portable host in the portable black box to connect.

The leading data engineer took off his headphones and said, "We have already built the analysis module on the way here. We can directly import Fit's text data and make real-time adjustments to the current traditional school system data every minute. In as fast as 24 hours, we can analyze the entire school system in Fit's story."

"From the scope of enrollment to the disciplines, to the graduate orientation and future research directions, the technological projects that have appeared in the text stories can be built in reality, etc."

The manager sitting in the first seat nodded.

"Uh." Suddenly, an employee from the data department uttered a puzzled sound, which was very obvious in the conference room where you could hear a pin drop.

"What's going on..." Chong, the person in charge of the data department, turned his head and looked in the direction of the employee, and his questioning voice stopped abruptly.

I saw that the text projected on the big screen in the conference room had been serialized to the part where the female insect protagonist saw you at the banquet. The text description, which was more inclined to popular science and serious interview recollection style, suddenly changed its style and was filled with rich individual insect emotions.

Scientific research insects in the conference room:?

Then, the pixel man "walked" out more descriptions on the screen, and emotionally charged texts continued to appear. The female insect protagonist, who appeared as a scientific research insect, had a huge contrast between the two sides.

The contrast is that the scientific research insect tribes would never expect and would find it difficult to commit such rude and shameless behavior in public, even in front of you.

For a moment, all the scientific research insects were silent.

At this moment, all scientific research bugs have a 99% similar thought in their minds: you wrote so many serious interview styles in the front, the timeline jumped, the social situation in the future changed drastically, the science and technology field first had explosive mergers and then brought out the AI ​​topic that the scientific research faction had sealed for a long time and no longer mentioned, a series of twists and turns pointed the sword at the traditional academic system of the scientific faction, and as a result, when we were about to start data analysis to dig up your story setting, you suddenly took out a bunch of love brains?

"Hey! I knew Fate was trying to show his favor to us!" A young scientific researcher clapped his hands and said happily, "The military doctor used the same trick before!"

The employees in the data analysis department stopped what they were doing and looked at their supervisor hesitantly.

"That's a research insect race from the Capital Alliance. It has nothing to do with the outside alliance." A research insect race from another seat in the conference room said firmly, "The data and materials don't match ours at all. Data analysis will only lead to errors."

"Right, right. The material that the anchor watched was too messy. The protagonist's identity was the chief of the non-alliance department, but the fictional background was based on the Capital Alliance. Only the schools of the Capital Alliance have libraries and palaces. Those privileged people who like to waste time love face projects the most. The schools of the non-alliance department no longer use paper storage, haha."

"Click--" A loud sound of chair legs dragging on the ground was heard. Another scientific researcher with a cold face stood up and left the scene, "Boring, don't notify me of such meetings next time."

The conference room was buzzing with discussion again. Hundreds of scientific research bugs left one after another. The management bug sitting in the first seat was even more troubled. He and the management bug of the data department said together: "You guys continue to analyze the data, and when the time comes, send the results to my mailbox separately."

The data department asked: "Is it our school system or the school system of the capital city, Hephis?"

Manager Bug: "... from the Capital Alliance." He frowned and sneered: "Fate, the bugs from the Capital Alliance always like to use other bugs as a cover for whatever they do."

The conference room was soon empty except for employees from the data analysis department.

An employee asked, "According to what specifications?"

Another employee complained quietly: "The academic system of the Capital Alliance is doing logical calculations? I still have to go to the firewall of the Black Hephis planet to find data. It's a huge project."

"Haha, at least the chief and his colleagues didn't ask us to use the military-engineering school's academic system to generate data." said another employee.

"Alright." The head of the data analysis department clapped his hands. "It's obvious that Fate is imitating the Capital Alliance system. Just follow the C-level specifications. Fate's story series is not short. We are following it in real time. We also need to hack the Capital Alliance's data. Don't rush the data report. Submit the report after Fate's live broadcast is over."

The employees quickly took action.

Coincidentally, at the same time, the same argument was happening in the science cities of the four major regions! It was precisely because Fate mixed materials from all scientific and technological institutions that every scientific research family whose sensitive nerves were aroused by the new story background had a terrible headache.

Sometimes they felt that Fate was implicating them, and sometimes they felt that Fate was trying to cover up for the real reference Zerg. In the eyes of these scientific Zerg, Fate's method of mixing materials was like a stupid student who immediately started experimenting when he first came into contact with chemical engineering: What is this drop of liquid? Oh, add a little. That potion is blue, it looks good, add a little.

At the same time, in the capital city of Hephis, the scientific city of the League.

"Are you sick?" The programmer from the Hephis Network Security Department slammed the table in anger and shouted, "This is the nth batch of unknown accounts that have been hacked in! Why are they hacking into our school's mainframe? The right thing to do is to hack into the Far East Headquarters!"

"What a bunch of cowards! Fate took the initiative to expose the exact coordinates. Is it difficult to try to hack his online archive?" Another programmer looked at the firewall program on his console that had been cracked and infected with a virus, and said, "Fuck! I just updated the program this month!"

"Uh, keep your voice down." Another colleague patted the screaming colleague and motioned him to look at the central area of ​​the department.

The mainframe operating area in the center of the department was completely silent. Every programmer looked dead with blank eyes, but their hands were still operating the data console.

Defense Breaker: “…”

"Did they take it last night?"

Colleague: "They were trying to hack into the Far East Headquarters network. The entire team was wiped out. No one could hack into the network for more than 120 seconds. The face and mentality of the senior professional were shattered along with the cracked program."

Programmer: "..." He took a sip of coffee and calmed down.

Overnight, in 30 minutes, the host Fit easily touched upon the sensitive points of the scientific faction, and easily used ambiguous materials to confuse the direction of the scientific faction's goals; the scientific faction was still furious because of a word about the institutional reform, but they put all their efforts into hammering at their colleagues in the industry.

Science Faction 1234: I can't hack Fate, but I can hack into the database analysis of you old rivals. What exactly does Fate want to do to the School of Technology?

On the night of Fit's live broadcast, the excitement swept the whole society in a cunning way. As long as the Zerg knew that Fit was broadcasting live, none of them could sleep peacefully.

…

Jane Jane's Summer Palace, Garden Lakeside Hall.

"What did you say?" Josephine put down the teacup.

Fran Janeen picked up a sugar cube with a teaspoon and put it into her father's teacup, repeating: "Tomorrow I will set off for the North Pole, and I would like to invite you to come with me."

Josephine stroked the smart ring on her wrist and stared at her eldest son for a few seconds: "What did Valentine tell you? The Cat's Eye Mission has already set out. Do you want to go over to protect him or support his choice?"

Fran Janning pursed his lips and said, "It's not because of Valentine." He paused for a few seconds and suddenly changed the subject, "I have some dealings with Fate."

Josephine said calmly, "It's known to the world."

Fran Janning lowered his eyes and spoke in a low voice, "After the birthday party, I still kept in touch with Fate, and have been doing business with him recently." He paused, and hesitation and decisiveness made his lips move slightly in doubt.

Josephine looked at her eldest son quietly.

Fran Janeen sorted out her thoughts, mixed the information revealed by Valentine with the rumors outside, and said: "Fate does have a young man who has just come of age by his side. But it is not as rumored outside. On the contrary, Fate protected this young man and helped him grow up safely."

Josephine frowned and responded, "The son of the 1980 case?"

Fran Jane nodded. "The target of the Cat's Eye Mission is this gentleman. Fate has protected this gentleman for more than ten years, and he has a conflict with Cat's Eye. This gentleman may not necessarily go to live in Cat's Eye."

Josephine quickly realized the point of the meeting tonight. Her wrinkled brows relaxed, and her expression became cold again. She said, "You want to marry Fate under the Jian Ning family name? As the head of the Jian Ning family, it is not suitable for you to travel across regions at this time. I heard that you have already supported Fate's mouthpiece in the Capital Alliance. This level of investment is very appropriate. Adding more chips seems redundant."

Fran Janning was silent for a few seconds. He stared at the cup of tea in the father's hand which he had never touched again. He could never figure out what the father was thinking. The relationship between the father and the mother was very dull. Even when they sat at the same long table to eat, they would not make eye contact.

But the male father never stood idly by when it was time to protect the Janening family. He would attend all the banquets with the female father, complete the social etiquette, and still sleep in the same master bedroom when returning to the summer palace.

Fran Janning had heard of other nobles who had marriages in name only with privileged people, who would separate directly after the birth of their first child and not see each other for years.

But these thoughts are no longer important, as he has already found the true direction to solve his puzzles.

Fran Jennings said: "Marriage is not my bargaining chip. If I just wanted to get married, I would go there by myself."

Josephine raised her eyebrows slightly, realizing that her eldest son wanted him to meet Fate in person, to meet the awkward gentleman in a more gentle manner as elders.

Josephine: "How long have you been in private contact with that gentleman?"

Fran Jane shook her head. "I don't have any private communications with that gentleman."

Only then did Josephine show obvious surprise.

"When I was interacting with Fate, I realized something that you didn't teach me. Although his methods were cunning, his cunning was equal to his kindness and mercy." Fran Jane paused before saying, "He was not stingy in spreading these qualities."

"That gentleman grew up with Fate since he was a child. He has a special status. Fate will teach him more knowledge and ways to protect himself."

Fran Jane looked at her father, "That will be a different Lord from the Cat-Eye Lord. He grew up under Fate's cunning and tolerance. He is aggressive and can distinguish my good intentions and bad intentions. At the same time, he will also have Fate's tolerance and mercy. He will point out my problems."

Josephine pointed out: "It's just your imagination."

"When I take this step and see for myself, I'll know if it's just my imagination." Fran Janning looked at Josephine, her black pupils flashing with determination. "I'm not a female father, I won't let a firm choice be wasted in waiting and silence."

Josephine stared at her eldest son's face for a moment, and Fran Janning waited quietly.

Finally, Josephine said, "Please arrange the itinerary. I will ask the servants to pack the belongings."

Fran Janning's tentacles instantly stood up, and he straightened his messy black hair. He nodded, stood up immediately, and said, "I will go back and finish my official business. The departure information will be sent to your bracelet."

Fran Janning quickly left the Garden Palace. On the way back, he opened the account list. Fate still hadn't replied to his message, so he casually switched the page on his smart computer to the live broadcast room.

The pixelated man in the live broadcast room stopped for some reason, and Fran Jane was no longer in a hurry.

He began to reduce his attention from Fate and slowly shifted his focus to the gentleman who only existed in Valentine's description.

Fran Janning relaxed.

…

"Teacher Shi, Medilla from the entertainment company is very anxious to find you. A lot of messages popped up in the background. The theme is the school of technology." The system reported to Shi Cunjin, "And the Berlin family also sent you an email to congratulate you on the launch of the show, but the inquiry message attached to the email made me laugh to death."

Shi Cunjin put down the cup and casually controlled the pixel man to type a line of words: [Network fluctuations, re-debugging, wait a few minutes.]—The IP comes from the ACC client of the Polar Region Far East General Administration.

Comments:……

[How can you say this with this IP? ]