Chapter 672 Boss Jiang said: I like this title very much
"Hahaha"
Boss Jiang, who had completed a prank, laughed heartlessly in the data world. He admired the rapidly changing expressions on that pretty face and felt that this game was really interesting.
"See? This is your power in this world. Just like a god at the data level, you can easily dominate the lives of one person, or countless people."
Tokamak whispered:
"But the way to prove your power here is not what you can do, but what you don't do. I don't want to see a crazy god in the data world.
So, please.
Don't treat my world as a playground to do whatever you want.
If you have had enough fun, Boss Jiang, let's get down to business."
"Okay, now that we've had enough fun, let's get down to business."
Lao Jiang moved his arms and limbs, looking eager to try. He accurately captured the Tokamak signal among the countless information nodes interacting in the data world.
Taking a step forward, one crosses from where one is to the data node where the tokamak is located. This place is like a quagmire at the data level.
As soon as Lao Jiang's data consciousness entered here, it felt like entering a seal.
I feel uncomfortable all over.
"Here is the last data point I tracked of email communication between Barbara's defenders."
Tokamak also moved his body uncomfortably and said to Jiang Xia:
"They use a very complex data encryption method, and our data experience will be severely restricted when operating in such a multi-encrypted data stream.
It is very difficult to find traces or track the route of the mail.
I've been trying to break through this weird encryption firewall.
But progress has been very slow.”
"It's alive!"
Lao Jiang looked around and seemed to be able to see something that the Tokamak could not. He said to the superhero:
"This is not a rigid firewall, my friend. Your adversaries are using an ever-changing program to protect their internal communications network.
I don't know how to describe to you what I saw.
It was like a data ghost that kept changing its appearance. While I was observing it, it was still writing new data, trying to disguise itself more deeply.
But I can still see it.”
"Ah, now I understand what you said."
Tokamak snapped his fingers and said:
“The adaptive read-write encryption program is essentially a data virus that can learn deeply and evolve by itself. It prevents information leakage by repeatedly rewriting its own encoding method.
It seems that this is a virus written by Dr. Annihilation himself, and he also gave it a layer of data-level camouflage, creating the illusion of a non-existent firewall to distract my attention.
No wonder it can't be breached; the wall never existed in the first place.
I have actually been fighting wits and courage with the air all this time..."
He touched his handsome face awkwardly, looked at Lao Jiang again, and said:
"You can see it, but can you catch it?"
"no."
Lao Jiang stretched out his hand and grabbed it hard, but it was empty. He said to the superhero:
"It has no entity at all, and there is no data path that I can destroy. It's like it and I are in a different dimension."
"You need an antivirus program as a weapon."
Tokamak snapped his fingers and said:
"Wait a moment, I'll 'go up' and write an anti-virus program that can catch it. In this data world, various programs made with different coding methods are 'tools' that you can use.
Just like those unscientific magic weapons used by you monks.
Therefore, programming is something you must learn. If you want to be omnipotent in the data world, you must master the ability to make "tools".
Conscious data bodies are the basis for action in the data world.
But the basics alone are not enough. Only when you master the power of tools can you do more.
Just like the current situation, if you don’t know how to write the corresponding program, you can only watch the target in front of you and you can’t do anything about it.
Beyond the ‘tools’ of programming, there are things like ‘data protocols’, which are like the various ‘super powers’ of superheroes. Only by mastering these can you discover the true potential of your data superpowers.”
"Well, forget it."
Old Jiang got a headache when he heard these terms. He waved his hands and said:
“This ability to digitize consciousness is fine for fun.
It is basically useless against the enemies I am facing now. I prefer to destroy my enemies on the physical level rather than in this virtual world. "
"You are really unlearned, Boss Jiang."
Tokamak shrugged and said:
"Don't you Mohist disciples respect the power of knowledge the most?"
“I respect knowledge.”
Lao Jiang spread his hands and said:
“This data roaming ability is fun and can help me do a lot in this technological world.
But some things still need to be solved in the real world.
I'll find time to learn this, but it's not something I have to do right now. I'm busy, and you know that. So go write antivirus programs.
That data ghost hanging around in front of me is really annoying.”
"Then wait a moment."
The superhero's consciousness data body turned into a pixel block and disappeared beside Jiang Xia, "floating up" to the material world to write an antivirus program.
This may take some time. Lao Jiang glared at the data virus program in front of him that kept changing its appearance, as if mocking him.
He took a step back, left this multi-encrypted data area, and returned to the wider virtual world.
His mind turned a few moments, and he traversed all the personal information streams he could perceive in the huge data stream in front of him. Finally, he locked onto one of them, jumped up and merged into it.
The next second, his consciousness appeared in a special data node.
"Hello, Joe."
In a room in Washington, DC, a sleepy old friend had just finished sending an email when a text message window suddenly popped up on the phone screen in front of him.
This made Sleepy Joe's eyes widen.
Because the phone number that sent the message was not in his address book at all. The most amazing thing was that the number was a series of zeros, which was totally unscientific!
Sleepy Joe was also a superhero when he was young. Although he is old now, his superhero instinct to sense danger is still there. He immediately realized that there was something strange about the information in front of him.
Just when I was about to call a knowledgeable friend to come and help me deal with it, that strange number sent another message.
"Is the campaign going well? The wake-up ceremonies for the dead in several states have been prepared, but I heard that your proposal has not been passed yet...
This is not good.
Joe, if this bill doesn't pass by the voting day, I won't be able to help you win the presidency.
Well, based on my observations just now and the current vote count, your chances of winning are weaker than that of the idiot president, so you need to work harder."
This text message contains a lot of information.
It also made Sleepy Joe realize who was communicating with him in such a weird way. Considering that the other party was also a person with great powers, it was understandable that he could do such an unscientific thing.
So Joe thought about it, moved his fingers, and sent a text message back to the strange number in the slow way that an elderly person would.
"The bill will be passed during the next congressional discussion. Time will be a bit tight, but with your help, it shouldn't be a problem."
"Very well, we are fully prepared, my friend."
The strange number gave a final reminder, saying:
"In just one night, you will have many more supporters, those who have died, who will help you win the election. I am here to congratulate you in advance on entering the White House.
But I don't think that crazy president will willingly give up his throne.
so……
Be prepared in advance and we will help if you need anything extra.
This is how the World Tree Foundation treats its friends."
The text message brought a smile to Sleepy Joe's face.
But the next second, he narrowed his eyes, because when he flipped through his phone, there was no record of these text messages, and the strange number consisting of a string of zeros did not appear in the text message records at all.
It was as if Sleepy Joe had just had a weird dream.
"Oh my, this new god is really useful for playing tricks."
In the data world, Lao Jiang observed the uncertainty on the white-haired old man's face through the camera of the sleepy phone, and he once again showed his unscrupulous smile.
To be honest, given the current situation he is facing, helping Sleepy Joe win the presidency is something he can do or not.
The result of this incident will not help the confrontation between Lao Jiang and Lord Huang, but after all, he has promised someone else something, so he must try his best to do it.
"Sister Luoyan, you are so good. Instead of supervising the reconstruction of Xinmo City, you are watching a soap opera here! Have you been caught by me? I will report you to the headmaster and let her punish you."
In Xinmo City, Luo Yan, who was watching a drama on her mobile phone, also received a "harassing text message", which made the timid Second Senior Sister jump up from the bed and look around suspiciously.
She threw the phone in her hand away and asked doubtfully:
"Junior Brother Jiang? Where are you?"
"Right behind you!"
The bad guy suddenly activated the TV in Luoyan's room. The TV turned on by itself and projected Lao Jiang's face with a malicious smile on the screen.
This scared Luo Yan and made the cowardly senior sister jump up.
"Bad Junior Brother!"
The second sister stroked her chest, turned her head and raised her pretty eyebrows, and scolded Jiang Xia:
"You just like to bully me. I'll beat you up next time we meet."
"Hahaha"
Boss Jiang laughed and did not argue with the senior sister. He waved goodbye and turned off the TV that was controlled by the data simulation signal.
When he had enough fun, he stepped back into the multiple encrypted area in the data world. After waiting for a few minutes, the Tokamak's consciousness data body "dived" into this area again.
He raised his hand and held a written program in digitized form in his palm .
Lao Jiang stretched out his hand and grasped the constantly changing 0s and 1s. As he watched, the digitized program rapidly changed its appearance and eventually turned into a strange whip.
“This is the tool you were talking about.”
Jiang Xia glanced at the superhero, swung his hand, and swung the whip above his head a few times like a cowboy, then rushed towards the invisible data ghost in front of him.
That thing is precisely trapped outside the ever-changing encryption program.
Just like the collision of magic weapons, the two programs immediately began to confront each other. The data of 0 and 1 were annihilated and turned into dazzling sparks dancing in front of Lao Jiang's eyes.
The shape of the whip was changing, and as the antivirus level was activated, the data of the adaptive reading and writing program was quickly eliminated, leaving only a mass of debris, which was wrapped up like a restraint and dragged back into Lao Jiang's hand.
"How do I use this thing?"
He looked at the Tokamak, which explained:
"We analyzed how it was written, developed a protocol to eavesdrop on it that could be embedded in it without being detected, and then put it back in this place.
The next time those guys use this communication system to communicate, their secrets will be revealed to us."
“It doesn’t sound that difficult.”
Jiang Xia tossed the remains of the virus program in his hand and said something in a very pretentious manner.
Tokamak looked him up and down, and suddenly said:
"It's really not difficult, so I decided to let you do it."
"Um?"
The expression on Boss Jiang's face froze. He coughed a few times and said:
"Do I need to take action for such a small matter? Can't you just do it casually?"
"Hahaha, you have to do it."
The superhero laughed:
"Don't worry, I'm not trying to embarrass you. But it's really interesting to see you, who usually seems to be able to do everything, showing such an awkward expression."
