Chapter 499: 499
w.a.n.g Ming was hiding in a small two-story building . It was a very safe position which w.a.n.g Ming"s game character "TTXS" had selected after intelligently calculating the safe zone"s location after the last circle contraction and the players" nearby travel routes .
Based on the software"s calculation results, the game character would prioritize the safest and closest location with cover and a relatively wide range of view, and move into position itself .
As a cheats adjudicator specialist, w.a.n.g Ming had constantly debugged and improved his anti-cheat software, to the point it felt like the character in the game had a soul of its own and was able to operate automatically .
w.a.n.g Ming didn"t even need to use the mouse or keyboard; he just needed to use voice input to issue instructions .
"TTXS" was currently crouched on the balcony on the second floor of this house . No one could approach him from behind, and whatever direction his muzzle was aimed in, there were sure to be people walking into its view .
But "TTXS" hadn"t occupied this dominant position in the small building for very long when w.a.n.g Ming immediately issued a command: "TTXS, move immediately! Find WF"s location!"
Although Father w.a.n.g had already said not to worry about the other party, w.a.n.g Ming was still a little concerned about the player with the ID "WF . "
Perhaps . . . this was the intuition of a brother-con!
Anyway, this "WF" made w.a.n.g Ming uncomfortable .
While the character "TTXS" moved on its own to track down WF"s specific location, w.a.n.g Ming also swiftly cut out of the screen and his fingers flew over the keyboard as he searched for the terminal code to try and find information on this "WF . "
He had been able to directly modify the data on deaths in the game company"s terminal and bring those water friends that had already died back with the "Samsara of Heavenly Life"– looking for information on a person was a piece of cake .
As w.a.n.g Ming worked, President Qi watched from the side, a cup of fairy coffee in his hands . "Tch, is it worth doing all this for a game?"
"My uncle rarely asks me to help out, of course I have to do it," w.a.n.g Ming said .
"You"re doing it for your brother, I suppose?" President Qi asked .
w.a.n.g Ming: " . . . "
President Qi laughed . "Let me remind you, Zhai Yin will be back in thirty minutes . "
As soon as Zhai Yin was mentioned, faint signs of sweat already appeared on w.a.n.g Ming"s forehead . "There"s still time, there"s still time . . . "
Deliberately chatting inanely with w.a.n.g Ming, President Qi in the end realized that it didn"t affect w.a.n.g Ming"s productivity at all . Personal information on players was important data for the game company, and there were many measures in place to protect them . In theory, it was much harder to retrieve personal information than to modify the data on a water friend"s death at the terminal .
It also involved the game company"s security measures; what w.a.n.g Ming was trying to do now was steal this "WF" ID"s player information without being detected by the game company"s defense system .
Judging from w.a.n.g Ming"s expression, it was too easy . . .
Less than a minute later, w.a.n.g Ming had already given his IP address the highest level of clearance as he hacked into the game company"s computers .
"Tch, so quick?"
President Qi couldn"t help sighing; when all was said and done, w.a.n.g Ming had the strongest brain .
Back when he had been young, President Qi had also been able to perform similar operations, but in the end he still hadn"t been as fast as w.a.n.g Ming was now . President Qi felt that in his prime, it would still take him at least five minutes to sneak in and steal a player"s information .
Still, President Qi couldn"t help asking, "You infiltrated them so quickly, they shouldn"t be able to detect you, right?"
w.a.n.g Ming shook his head . "No way – if they find me, I"ll cut my brain open for you to take a look . "
President Qi: "Actually . . . I"ve always wanted to do that . "
w.a.n.g Ming: " . . . "
President Qi: "You can change your name; don"t use w.a.n.g Xiaoer on your fake ID card anymore . . . it"s so old-fas.h.i.+oned!"
w.a.n.g Ming: "What do you mean, president?"
President Qi: "Just change your name to w.a.n.g Zilong . "
w.a.n.g Ming: "???"
President Qi laughed . "You"re popping in and out of the game company"s client information like it"s Changban . . . shouldn"t you give the security consultants some face?"
w.a.n.g Ming: " . . . "
While w.a.n.g Ming"s hack had been a success, retrieving the data still took some time . Regular computers wouldn"t be able to a.n.a.lyze this ma.s.sive amount of data, and it really was difficult to precisely single out one person in the vast swarm of player data – it would have been really impossible without the research inst.i.tute"s computers .
But speaking about searching for data, it suddenly occurred to w.a.n.g Ming that he really had to find time to meet w.a.n.g Ling soon .
The data from the sword qi left behind on the tattered Daoist robe from Daoist Guang had already yielded a reverse trail .
But the data coordinates were very strange as it seemed to be located inside the Gate Between Worlds and yet not .
w.a.n.g Ming felt that he needed to find time to explain this matter clearly to w.a.n.g Ling face to face . The outcome of the data a.n.a.lysis was a series of encryption codes . . . he wouldn"t be able to explain them clearly just through an online chat .
While w.a.n.g Ming was thinking this, the computer search results came out .
Online games now required user verification .
This "WF" ID was no exception .
w.a.n.g Ming also saw the real name registered for this ID: Fang Xing .
"Fang Xing?" w.a.n.g Ming scratched his chin .
Wasn"t this the kid who had been hara.s.sing his family"s w.a.n.g Ling recently?
After seeing this name, w.a.n.g Ming made up his mind .
He was going to get rid of this guy . . .
. . .
Elsewhere, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had already returned after eating his broccoli salad . He saw that his and w.a.n.g Ling"s characters were still lying unmoving on the roof .
At that moment, the fourth circle had already shrunk, and the number of people was already less than fifty .
But he and w.a.n.g Ling were still in the center of the safe zone . . .
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal got up to take a look . Actually, he thought that the second half of the game would be a little more interesting now that the circle was a little smaller . At the very least he would be able to spot people on the map and shoot . . . Since the start of the game, he had yet to use his fully-loaded M416 silencer to shoot any of his 5 . 56mm bullets!
"105 Blue House . Someone"s on the second floor . " At that moment, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal suddenly heard w.a.n.g Ling"s telepathic communication .
Wow! Finally!
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal switched to a 4x scope; he knew it was time for him to show off what he could do .
When he opened his scope to take a look, sure enough, he could see a figure moving around in the window of the blue house that w.a.n.g Ling had mentioned .
"Brother Ling, look at me!"
Bang! — A shot!
Bang! — Two shots!
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was very confident in his marksmans.h.i.+p . The first shot had knocked the person"s helmet off, and the second one had hit his bulletproof vest . As long as his third shot hit the other party in the head, this person would undoubtedly die .
But when Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal pulled the trigger a third time, he discovered that this person had already fallen down .
And the one who had killed him hadn"t been Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal . . .
He looked at the top right corner of the public screen .
WF!
F**k! His kill had been stolen from him!Zilong, more commonly known as Zhao Yun, was a military general who, during the Battle of Changban, went in to save warlord Liu Bei"s son and wife .. . . . w.a.n.g Ming was hiding in a small two-story building . It was a very safe position which w.a.n.g Mings game character TTXS had selected after intelligently calculating the safe zones location after the last circle contraction and the players nearby travel routes . Based on the softwares calculation results, the game character would prioritize the safest and closest location with cover and a relatively wide range of view, and move into position itself . As a cheats adjudicator specialist, w.a.n.g Ming had constantly debugged and improved his anti-cheat software, to the point it felt like the character in the game had a soul of its own and was able to operate automatically . w.a.n.g Ming didnt even need to use the mouse or keyboard; he just needed to use voice input to issue instructions . TTXS was currently crouched on the balcony on the second floor of this house . No one could approach him from behind, and whatever direction his muzzle was aimed in, there were sure to be people walking into its view . But TTXS hadnt occupied this dominant position in the small building for very long when w.a.n.g Ming immediately issued a command: TTXS, move immediately! Find WFs location! Although Father w.a.n.g had already said not to worry about the other party, w.a.n.g Ming was still a little concerned about the player with the ID WF . Perhaps . this was the intuition of a brother-con! Anyway, this WF made w.a.n.g Ming uncomfortable . While the character TTXS moved on its own to track down WFs specific location, w.a.n.g Ming also swiftly cut out of the screen and his fingers flew over the keyboard as he searched for the terminal code to try and find information on this WF . He had been able to directly modify the data on deaths in the game companys terminal and bring those water friends that had already died back with the Samsara of Heavenly Life– looking for information on a person was a piece of cake . As w.a.n.g Ming worked, President Qi watched from the side, a cup of fairy coffee in his hands . Tch, is it worth doing all this for a game? My uncle rarely asks me to help out, of course I have to do it, w.a.n.g Ming said . . . Youre doing it for your brother, I suppose? President Qi asked . w.a.n.g Ming: . President Qi laughed . Let me remind you, Zhai Yin will be back in thirty minutes . As soon as Zhai Yin was mentioned, faint signs of sweat already appeared on w.a.n.g Mings forehead . Theres still time, theres still time . Deliberately chatting inanely with w.a.n.g Ming, President Qi in the end realized that it didnt affect w.a.n.g Mings productivity at all . Personal information on players was important data for the game company, and there were many measures in place to protect them . In theory, it was much harder to retrieve personal information than to modify the data on a water friends death at the terminal . It also involved the game companys security measures; what w.a.n.g Ming was trying to do now was steal this WF IDs player information without being detected by the game companys defense system . Judging from w.a.n.g Mings expression, it was too easy . Less than a minute later, w.a.n.g Ming had already given his IP address the highest level of clearance as he hacked into the game companys computers . Tch, so quick? President Qi couldnt help sighing; when all was said and done, w.a.n.g Ming had the strongest brain . Back when he had been young, President Qi had also been able to perform similar operations, but in the end he still hadnt been as fast as w.a.n.g Ming was now . President Qi felt that in his prime, it would still take him at least five minutes to sneak in and steal a players information . Still, President Qi couldnt help asking, You infiltrated them so quickly, they shouldnt be able to detect you, right? w.a.n.g Ming shook his head . No way – if they find me, Ill cut my brain open for you to take a look . . . . . President Qi: Actually . Ive always wanted to do that . w.a.n.g Ming: . President Qi: You can change your name; dont use w.a.n.g Xiaoer on your fake ID card anymore . its so old-fas.h.i.+oned! w.a.n.g Ming: What do you mean, president? President Qi: Just change your name to w.a.n.g Zilong . w.a.n.g Ming: ??? President Qi laughed . Youre popping in and out of the game companys client information like its Changban . shouldnt you give the security consultants some face? w.a.n.g Ming: . While w.a.n.g Mings hack had been a success, retrieving the data still took some time . Regular computers wouldnt be able to a.n.a.lyze this ma.s.sive amount of data, and it really was difficult to precisely single out one person in the vast swarm of player data – it would have been really impossible without the research inst.i.tutes computers . But speaking about searching for data, it suddenly occurred to w.a.n.g Ming that he really had to find time to meet w.a.n.g Ling soon . The data from the sword qi left behind on the tattered Daoist robe from Daoist Guang had already yielded a reverse trail . But the data coordinates were very strange as it seemed to be located inside the Gate Between Worlds and yet not . w.a.n.g Ming felt that he needed to find time to explain this matter clearly to w.a.n.g Ling face to face . The outcome of the data a.n.a.lysis was a series of encryption codes . he wouldnt be able to explain them clearly just through an online chat . While w.a.n.g Ming was thinking this, the computer search results came out . Online games now required user verification . This WF ID was no exception . w.a.n.g Ming also saw the real name registered for this ID: Fang Xing . Fang Xing? w.a.n.g Ming scratched his chin . Wasnt this the kid who had been hara.s.sing his familys w.a.n.g Ling recently? After seeing this name, w.a.n.g Ming made up his mind . He was going to get rid of this guy Elsewhere, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had already returned after eating his broccoli salad . He saw that his and w.a.n.g Lings characters were still lying unmoving on the roof . At that moment, the fourth circle had already shrunk, and the number of people was already less than fifty . But he and w.a.n.g Ling were still in the center of the safe zone . Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal got up to take a look . Actually, he thought that the second half of the game would be a little more interesting now that the circle was a little smaller . At the very least he would be able to spot people on the map and shoot . Since the start of the game, he had yet to use his fully-loaded M416 silencer to shoot any of his 5 . 56mm bullets! 105 Blue House . Someones on the second floor . At that moment, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal suddenly heard w.a.n.g Lings telepathic communication . Wow! Finally! Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal switched to a 4x scope; he knew it was time for him to show off what he could do . When he opened his scope to take a look, sure enough, he could see a figure moving around in the window of the blue house that w.a.n.g Ling had mentioned . Brother Ling, look at me! Bang! — A shot! Bang! — Two shots! Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was very confident in his marksmans.h.i.+p . The first shot had knocked the persons helmet off, and the second one had hit his bulletproof vest . As long as his third shot hit the other party in the head, this person would undoubtedly die . But when Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal pulled the trigger a third time, he discovered that this person had already fallen down . And the one who had killed him hadnt been Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal . He looked at the top right corner of the public screen . WF! F**k! His kill had been stolen from him!Zilong, more commonly known as Zhao Yun, was a military general who, during the Battle of Changban, went in to save warlord Liu Beis son and wife .