Mo Jingchun: Even without hands???
For some reason, Mo Jingchun didnât feel offended!
If it werenât for not wanting to lead kids astray, Mo Jingchun would definitely have joked a bit.
Traditional national essence, as long as theyâre Chinese, who wouldnât know?
"Brother, whoâs talking again now?"
Ruffling Candyâs hair, Mo Jingchun said weakly:
"Itâs still Zero."
"Guoguo."
"Hmm? Whatâs up, brother." The little one raised her head in confusion.
In her little mind, she was wondering if her brother was going to take her for a nap.
"In the future, if you canât find brother, just call out to your watch, Zero will tell you where brother is and what heâs doing."
"Zero?"
"Iâm here."
"Ah! Brother, is it like this?"
Mo Jingchun laughed out loud:
"Thatâs right, just like that."
"Even when you have nothing to do, Guoguo can ask Zero to tell her fairy tales."
"Really? Thatâs great!" Candyâs face lit up with excitement; she loved fairy tales the most.
"Zero, quickly tell Guoguo about âThe Little Girl Who Sold Nukesâ; that fairy tale is so good." After speaking, Candy showed an expectant look in her eyes.
The little one was just a step away from grabbing a small stool, sitting there, and resting her chin in her hands.
Mo Jingchun: ???
Zero: ???
At this moment, the server roomâs fans spun incredibly fast, though fortunately, it lasted less than two seconds.
Even so, it startled the on-duty operation and maintenance staff and repair technicians.
Luckily, Zero had read the original fairy tale online, otherwise, it would have almost been misled by Candy.
In front of the computer, Mo Jingchun hugged Candy and gently said:
"Guoguo, thatâs the girl who sold nukes..."
"Pft pft pft!"
"Thatâs the girl who sold matches, not nukes."
"Nukes arenât for sale."
The little one frowned, "But the video clearly said it was the little girl who sold nukes."
To correct Candyâs fairy tale world, Zero directly played Hans Christian Andersenâs âThe Little Match Girlâ on the holographic projection screen.
After watching the fairy tale, Mo Jingchun took the nearly asleep Candy back to the bedroom behind the office.
Once the little one was asleep, Mo Jingchun gave Xia Xiaomin some instructions, then returned to the lab.
Mo Jingchun didnât forget, he still hadnât explained things to Qin Yuzhu.
In the elevator of the lab building, with a Bluetooth headset on, Mo Jingchun directly said:
"Zero, if I want software that can make full use of bandwidth during data transmission without causing network congestion, is it achievable?"
"Boss, it can be done."
Itâs really possible! Mo Jingchun originally thought it was only achievable under Zeroâs control.
Unexpectedly, it wasnât.
In his excitement, "Zero, can you generate an installation package?"
"Yes."
"Encrypt it, then generate the installation package."
"Itâs done."
Done? Mo Jingchun hadnât even finished laughing when it was done?
Indeed, there was an additional folder on the computer desktop.
"Boss, this software is only suitable for point-to-point data transmission, in other words, a highway can only have one entrance and one exit."
"The software must be installed on both ends of the terminal; otherwise, itâs ineffective."
"Is that so?" Mo Jingchun thought, this result seems even better.
Although there are many limitations, for any country, it could save a substantial expenditure.
Upon opening the folder, besides the installation package, there was thoughtfully a software manual included.
After checking and finding nothing wrong, Mo Jingchun encrypted the folder and sent it to Qin Yuzhu through a secure line.
"Qin, Iâve sent you the stuff; you can test it out first."
"Arenât you afraid I wonât pay?" Qin Yuzhu laughed teasingly over the phone.
In the lab, Mo Jingchun lay back in his chair, chuckling:
"Such a small amount is nothing to you guys; thereâs no way it would be missed."
After the call ended, Qin Yuzhu immediately took the file to a professional place for testing.
Soon, after the installation, the professional reported back to Qin Yuzhu, making her laugh immediately.
"That little fox."
The installation interface kindly indicated that the software was free to use for three days.
Crack it? Qin Yuzhu didnât even consider it; wasting resources on cracking an uncrackable software would be insane.
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In the lab, Mo Jingchun was drinking plain water, feeling incredibly good.
"Boss, someone wants to seduce you."
Huh?
In this day and age, does stuff like this still happen?
"Zero, whatâs going on?"
"Boss, look, this is a file I downloaded from the United Statesâ Central Intelligence Agency, one of the legendary four intelligence agencies."
Looking at the plans on the projection screen, Mo Jingchun reacted with several "Whoa".
These days, are there even package deals for talents?
Especially seeing a plan to lure him to the United States with the Nobel Prize in Medicine.
And permanently keep him there.
There were even multiple solutions for how to keep him there.
Itâs just outrageous.
This made Mo Jingchun even more determined not to step outside the country until he had absolute self-protection.
No way, the outside world is too dangerous.
Suddenly, Mo Jingchun remembered, Zero had infiltrated the U.S. intelligence agency. Wouldnât they track him back?
With a change in expression, Mo Jingchun hurriedly asked Zero: "Zero, they didnât discover it was you who hacked them, right?"
"No, they foolishly chased it to Japanâs zombie computers."
Good, as long as they didnât.
"Zero, report to me first if anything like this happens again."
"Okay, boss."
That night, as Mo Jingchun was about to sleep with Candy,
the United States condemned Japan and demanded they hand over the hacker responsible for the intrusion.
For a while, the hacker community was in an uproar.
"Whoa, which genius was so impressive."
"More than knowing who this genius is, Iâm curious about what data was downloaded."
The hacker community wasnât the only one buzzing; various countries were also keen to know what information the hacker acquired from the CIA.
If it were a list of spies... well...
Soon, bounties appeared on the dark web.
However, already in bed, Mo Jingchun was unaware of any of this.
Zero wasnât focusing much on the dark webâs dynamics either but was wholeheartedly collecting various fairy tales.
"Mr. Matsumoto, how should we respond?"
In a small bamboo house, two people sat on the floor facing each other.
"Hand over Ito, who we captured half a year ago."
"But... we werenât the ones who hacked them."
"They know that too."
The man sitting across from Matsumoto sighed.
PS: Thanks to Southern Lion King for the generous support.