Imagine an injured person with a pile of medicine, unsure which to use, so they use them all; while a pharmacist uses only one bottle. Both achieve the goal of healing the injured person, but the former is far too wasteful and inefficient.
This might not seem like much under normal circumstances, but in times of crisis, it can have a huge impact.
What information does a skilled hacker need to pinpoint someone's location?
...
"That's enough for today," Yihen said, pouring him a cup of tea.
After a barrage of questions, Ling Ze felt completely overwhelmed. Although he was also considered a Phantom User, he had only been involved in this field for a little over six months, and everything he knew was memorized. And Ling Ze's memory was truly terrible. If it weren't for his curiosity about hackers, he probably would have given up long ago. Meeting such a responsible guide was neither a good thing nor a bad thing.
Considering his age, Yihen asked, "Are you in school now?"
"No." Ling Ze replied, afraid that she would test him on the contents of the armor.
No?
Yihen tapped the bracelet a few times. Ling Ze then received a document, or more precisely, a notification.
Dilu's notification letter.
Ling Ze was surprised, "Guide, this is too precious, I can't..."
"This notice of mine is just a waste of time. You can decide whether to go or not. It's fine if you don't go; it's been wasted every year anyway. Illiteracy may be a rare species, but it's not a noble status."
Ling Ze's smile cracked, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Thank you. I will never become part of this species."
He said it casually, and she actually took it seriously?
Imagining his gritted teeth, Yihen said, "Didn't you have something to do? Aren't you leaving?"
"Goodbye." Death stood up and left with a clean and decisive air.
"Only twenty years old..."
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