Dimo
The seventh level he passed was only what he and everyone thought he had passed.
On the screen, the scene of the Forbidden City base turned.
The rescued "princess" lit the signal firework in her hand, and large snowflakes floated in the sky, rustling down. The Forbidden City with red walls and yellow tiles was quickly covered with a layer of gauze, and the ancient palace walls suddenly became animated. When you get up, it feels like a fairyland.
A female figure came out of the hall, wearing a palace dress with red and gold silk, Luan bird and phoenix pattern. She behaved noble and elegant, and glanced at Dimo playfully.
The general figure said slyly, "A soldier never tires of deceit. You lost and saved a fake!"
Finally, Dimo
The general character was cleared from the system, and four words were displayed on the screen: Challenge failed!
【this…】
[So now, who wins? 】
BL organization member A [Impossible! Dimo
How could you lose! 】
BL organization member B [I don’t accept it, you are cheating! 】
Lucun [Fooling you! I’m not afraid to tell you, this is the most common of the Thirty-Six Strategies of Sun Tzu’s Art of War, which our ancestors were well versed in – substituting one thing for another! When you pass the level, you don’t verify the authenticity of the level. You deserve to lose! Have you ever seen a princess wearing a coarse cloth? The one in the back who is fair-skinned, beautiful and dressed in brocade is blind! 】
BL organization member C [This is a quibble! 】
Lu Cun [Oh, you still don’t admit that your skills are inferior to others, didn’t you just use the hidden level in the fifth level? But, we found it and solved it. 】
There is so much arrogance across the screen.
Dimo
Sitting in a wheelchair, her golden hair was blown up by the wind. In front of the window, she faced the sea with spring flowers blooming. This was an unknown island in country Y.
He smiled knowingly. This legendary Po Jun had indeed lived up to his reputation in today's battle, and was even more powerful than he had expected. He was extremely talented in computers, and it was God's will not to allow such a rare talent to not become one of his own.
He reached out and tapped a few times on the keyboard【u a wi
, im lost.】
Lucun [Hahaha, fulfill your promise, lose
They! Call daddy! 】
...
BL organization members A, B, C [Dad, I'm lose
! 】
Lucun [Well, good sons, step back! Don’t forget another task: the government websites of fifty countries wrote: The BL organization lost to the X Alliance, please take care of the father of the X Alliance. 】
…
The people behind the screen had different expressions, some were happy and some were worried.
In this battle, Po Jun successfully replaced Dimo
, became the world's number one hacker and became famous at home and abroad.
X alliance internal group,
Lucun [@Pojun My idol, you are the best! love you love you! ! ! Cat kisses.jpg】
Lian Zhen【Am I not great? 】
Lucun [The captain is also great, the second most powerful. 】
Greedy Wolf, Jumen, Wenqu, Wuqu [@连贞, please remove him, we will never stop him. 】
Lian Zhen [@波军 The world’s number one hacker, what do you think? 】
Po Jun [It’s very late, go to bed. 】
Lucun [Gan, you are so boring, you will definitely not find a girlfriend. 】
Po Jun [I don’t have to look for it. Haha, I'm off, bye! 】
…
After logging out of the account, Mo Yan leaned back in his chair, raised his hands above his head and stretched. The fierce battle for several hours was indeed very tiring, but it maintained the reputation of the X Alliance. It was good. The younger generation of Country C, No worse than anyone else.
Within a few days, a slogan appeared on the web pages of various countries: The BL organization lost to the X Alliance, please take care of the fathers of the X Alliance.
Now, even outsiders all over the world knew about the X Alliance, and it suddenly became famous;
As for the insiders, there are a lot of discussions and various speculations about this mysterious Po Jun. No one, including those within the Not sure if it's male or female.
The more mysterious a person is, the more people will remember him, such as Dimo
.
After Mo Yan approved several vest IPs, she logged into the X Alliance again. She sent a private message to Lian Zhen [The stickman sighed innocently.JPG As you expected, a lot of people are checking my information now. 】
Lian Zhen【Do you need my help? 】
Pojun [I can handle it for the time being, but I may be online less often. 】
Lian Zhen【Do you trust me? 】
Pojun [letter. 】
Lian Zhen [Then I will use your account to travel around the world a few times and create a fog array to confuse the audience. what do you think? 】
Po Jun [Okay, thank you! 】
Lian Zhen [Brother, why are you so polite? 】
Mo Yan looked at the chat history on the screen and was in a daze. Sometimes people are really weird, they would actually trust someone they have never met.
It has been almost two years since she joined the X League, and she has not communicated with the captain very often. After being imprisoned in her previous life, she even quit the X League regardless of her efforts to stay. She is ashamed of these teammates;
She and Lian Zhen have fought side by side and advanced and retreated together countless times. Either for honor or to improve their computer skills, they have long regarded each other as best partners. They can even know each other's thoughts by typing a few words. This tacit understanding is really impressive. envy.
For example, Greedy Wolf always felt that the captain favored Pojun's resources, but Pojun's skills were there, and after being abused several times, he could only hold back no matter how dissatisfied he was.
Suddenly there was a ringtone, and Mo Yan looked over. It was Professor Li Du. Her slender fingers slid to the answer button, and she put the phone to her ear, "Hello, Uncle Li."
"Mo Yan, good evening. I just found a notebook of your father's in the warehouse. It should have been left when he was studying. It records computer-related notes. It may be inspiring to you. When you have time, come and get it. Just take a moment."
"Okay, thank you Uncle Li."
"You're welcome. After the recent test of your facial recognition project, do you still need help with any other questions?"
Li Du asked with a smile on the phone. Mo Yan may have completely inherited her father's computer talent. After asking for advice last time, she efficiently completed the 3D facial recognition modeling test, and her accuracy and efficiency have reached the top in the world. Level, he liked this little girl from the bottom of his heart.
Mo Yan's heart warmed, "We don't have it for the moment. If I need it, I won't be polite to you. I'm quite nervous about classes these days, so I'll contact you in advance when I go to get it."
These days, good things happen one after another.
…
A few days after winning the PK, my grandmother's amnesia and dementia gradually improved. She could occasionally recognize the ink smoke, and would get up in the morning to make breakfast. She made boiled eggs, steamed buns, and boiled millet for her just like she did when she was a child. Porridge.
Mo Yan sat at the dining table, eating with relish. He looked up and saw his grandmother looking at him kindly, and gave her a bright smile, "Grandma, the breakfast you made is so delicious, it tastes like when I was a child."
Grandma came over, caressed her head gently, and said slowly, "Yanyan, if you like it, eat more; grandma has been ill over the years and has suffered a lot from you."
"Well, grandma, Yanyan and I are great now and can make a lot of money. Don't worry, you're fine. I'll be happiest if you recover quickly and stay healthy. It's not hard at all." Mo Yan took a sip of porridge and quickly comforted her. .
She had her father's notebook on hand. She was too sleepy to read it when she came back last night. When she got up this morning, she squeezed in her breakfast time and planned to read it. It was basically her father's knowledge of computer architecture, compiled characters, development directions, and computer language logic when he was in school. opinions and essays.
The breeze came slowly, and I quickly flipped through a few pages of my notebook, stopping at a note about the plane crash:
1983.09.01 Number of victims in Korean Air Flight 007 crash: 269 people
Number of victims in the JAL 123 crash on August 12, 1985: 520
Number of victims in the China Airlines crash on May 25, 2002: 228
