Chapter 130 Virus, my hand is shaking, please pass on the thanks for the answer to the original question...
After stripping away the messy data brought about by the Dragon Spine [Leap] in the library, Fu Ze, sipping ginger ale, traced the raven's trail.
Fu Ze input the two sixteen-digit coordinates into the administrator interface and watched as they were converted into a location he was extremely familiar with—
Rotten Violin Bar.
Fu Ze frowned slightly, wondering with some confusion: What is Raven doing here? It can't be that it's going to deliver a letter of recommendation to Lilith Lee, can it?
After checking the progress of his [special key] reading in the background, Fu Ze decided to wait until he had fully regained GM control before chasing after it.
In the last remaining time, he could pre-process some matters related to the "virus".
By retrieving the relevant part of the [key] from hundreds of thousands of lines of code, and based on the previous analysis of Du Yang, Fu Ze quickly found the result he wanted.
Due to the initial program architecture, the key itself actually performs more functions than simply "identification," and is therefore divided into two components:
[Identification Layer] and [Functional Layer]
Adhering to the principle of "don't modify the program if it works," and coupled with the urgent development schedule, Fu Ze did not refactor the [key] after completing its construction.
That's why hackers like Raven were able to exploit this loophole and find a way to split the key in a nine-to-one ratio.
He took away 90% of the [Functional Layer], turning it into a [Key] that could activate player authority, and randomly distributed it to other NPCs to stabilize the [Center of All Things]'s cognition and block the activation of [World Echo].
The remaining 10% of the [identification layer] ensures that when needed, the [key] can be restored one-to-one with the original [key].
After all, Raven, who is also a player, is still in the game.
Given his character, he would never make the fatal mistake of "earning money but not being able to spend it" or being abandoned by his accomplices as "burial goods".
Unconsciously biting the straw twice, Fu Ze put the soda bottle aside and placed both hands on the virtual keyboard that was floating in mid-air.
Now that the principle has been determined, the next step is to find the method for implementing the Raven Practice principle, which is the "virus" itself.
After a series of actions, Fu Ze finally discovered the clue.
The entire "virus" was broken down into extremely small parts, which were intricately interwoven like a spider web among hundreds of thousands of lines of code, each independent yet interconnected.
While marveling at the ingenuity of the design, Fu Ze was surprised to find that the core carrier of the virus was actually a "person" indistinguishable from players and NPCs.
No wonder no matter how hard he tried to detect and eliminate the virus, he couldn't pinpoint its existence.
Following the core code that had been implanted, Fu Ze's eyes widened slightly as he looked at the query results in the system.
How could it be him...?
Softly uttering the name, Fu Ze chuckled to himself.
"It turns out the answer to the question had already been right in front of me all along."
Wells, that's right.
Virus could also mean Wells.
With a sigh of "That's really arrogant," Fu Ze set the jump point in the system.
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Hearing the honking from the street next to the bar, Lilith Lee rolled over, trying to block out the noise that inevitably occurred on her days off with her pillow.
Logically speaking, she should have adapted to this kind of life long ago.
Or rather, it's unreasonable that she's not used to noise.
After all, for every child who escapes from an orphanage, living a life of hardship and sleeping outdoors is their daily routine.
Lilith is the best of them all.
She knew when to find the freshest leftovers in the trash cans behind the restaurant, and she also knew how to find prescription drugs still valid when stores were clearing out near-expiry stock.
She thought she would live like this forever, living like a stray cat and dying like a stray cat.
Until she was forcibly taken in by Wells Lee.
Wells Lee was a good man. He gave Lilith her surname, taught her to read and write, and even taught her bartending.
Everything is moving in a positive direction.
But Lilith Lee felt something was missing.
She later realized that Wells Lee was a good man, but also a man, and a very typical rough-around-the-edges kind.
As a result, he was unable to detect Lilith Lee's subtle thoughts in time, nor could he provide the right guidance.
For example, Lilith Lee loved music, but her partner still forced her to attend a regular school.
Thinking about this, Lilith Lee felt very annoyed.
Even the most ordinary drinker can show support for his ideals, so why is Wells Lee so rigid and resolute?
If Wells Lee had married earlier, she might have had another person she could confide in.
And that person can also whisper sweet nothings in your ear.
The beautiful woman with orange hair seemed really nice and considerate, but unfortunately she never came to the Rotten Violin Bar again.
Wells Lee absolutely messed it up!
After a period of wild thoughts, Lilith Lee felt a nameless anger rise in her heart, and she immediately jumped out of bed, deciding to pull off Wells Lee's blanket as revenge.
Just after she opened the door, the noise downstairs drew her attention.
Looking down through the gap in the stairs, Lilith Lee saw three men sitting around a table.
While such a scene is somewhat rare for a bar at 10:30 in the morning, it is not entirely incomprehensible.
However, what truly puzzled Lilith Lee was Wells Lee's reaction at this moment.
As a seasoned bartender and bar owner, Wells Lee's hands are always very steady.
So steady that he can precisely pour juice and wine into 30-milliliter doses, so steady that he can cut out two identical ice balls.
But at that moment, his hands were trembling.
Despite her reason telling her that the scene downstairs was extremely dangerous, Lilith Lee's body acted first.
"Brother, did you have a fight with the guests?" She asked sleepily as she walked downstairs.
Upon hearing her voice, the three men sitting at the table all looked over.
It was as if Lilith Lee was the center of their conversation.
After recognizing the two people besides Wells Lee, Lilith Lee exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? It's you two?"
Raven turned its gaze to Yuan Jianxing, "Us?"
Lilith Lee explained, "The day before yesterday, this gentleman had a party with his friends on the second floor."
Raven's expression suddenly turned into a half-smile, then he casually remarked, "That's quite a coincidence."
Wells Lee slammed his cup down on the table and said to Lilith Lee without turning around, "Alright, it's your rare day off, you should go back to sleep."
It's like they're trying to drive Lilith Lee away.
Pretending not to understand Wells Lee's implied meaning, Lilith Lee quickly walked to the table, placed her hand on Wells Lee's forehead, and asked with a frown, "Brother, do you have a fever? Or did you take the wrong medicine yesterday?"
Otherwise, why would someone say something like that?
Normally, it was Wells Lee who forcibly dragged Lilith Lee out of bed, washed her face, combed her hair, and then casually tied it into a messy braid before finally forcing her to sit at the table and do her homework.
Why did you change your mind today?
“Your brother is right. We should enjoy this rare opportunity to sleep in as much as we can,” Raven laughed heartily. “After all, we won’t have this chance again.”
Lilith Lee suddenly tensed up.
What does that mean?
Combined with Wells Lee's strange behavior of deliberately avoiding looking at him... could it be?!
Just then, Raven rummaged in his pocket and handed a snow-white letter to Lilith Lee.
"I've brought the recommendation letter you requested."
Lilith Lee was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Raven in astonishment.
She thought it was just a casual joke.
Raven waved the envelope in its hand again, coaxing, "Don't you want to take a look?"
Suddenly, Lilith Lee was unsure whether she should accept the letter she had been longing for.
Just then, Wells Lee suddenly said, "Keep it; someone specially got it for you."
With Wells Lee’s permission, Lilith Lee finally took the letter from Raven and then unwrapped it along the seam.
The letter was written in two languages, but she could only understand one of them.
And the part she could understand... only accounted for a very small percentage.
It's the same language, yet there are such exquisite and complex ways of phrasing it.
Upon seeing this, Lilith Lee eagerly looked down, wanting to know who had written such a letter of recommendation for her.
"This is... a recommendation letter written by Que Ling?!"
Upon hearing her exclamation, the man who had remained silent until now suddenly raised his head.
Unaware of the man's unusual behavior, Lilith first laid the letter flat against his body, then held it high in the light and compared it with the signature of the man in the advertisement outside.
The signature on the letter was exactly the same as the signature on the advertisement.
"Now that we have the recommendation letters, shouldn't we start preparing the rest?" Raven glanced back at the third man at the table. "What about the three etudes, the resume..."
While the raven was reciting the details with great familiarity, Lilith Lee glanced timidly at Wells Lee standing to the side.
Ultimately, whether she can go or not depends on Wells Lee's approval.
"Don't worry, Charles Lee will agree," Raven answered, presumptuously.
Wells Lee's gaze wandered, never looking at Lilith Lee.
After a long pause, he said, "Let me make this clear first, I don't have any money to bribe the interviewer. Whether you pass the final test or not depends entirely on you."
"Thank you, brother!" Lilith Lee pulled Wells Lee's head close and kissed him. "It's so good to have you."
She then bowed to the raven and said, "Thank you, sir! Next time, and the time after that, I'll treat you to drinks!"
As she nearly reached the top of the stairs, Lilith Lee turned back and added, "Please pass on this message, and thank you, Sparrow Feather!"
This time, she looked at the third person who hadn't said a word from beginning to end.
She actually knew that this person's name was Hara Mihoshi.
She used the giant screen in the entire V city to declare her ownership of Que Ling to her boyfriend.
"Please pass on the message..."
Raven put down his glass when he faintly heard the sound of jump loading resonating in the space.
"Actually, if you are a little more patient, you can thank him in person."
"pity."
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