People in Yu-Gi-Oh! The hyper-converged audience is also integrated

Chapter 215 Swordsman
Invigilator Qi Mengsi's voice rang out at the opportune moment, her tone calm: "There has been a temporary malfunction with the electronic equipment. All candidates may use paper exam papers to continue answering the questions."

She paused, then added, "The technical department is working on repairs; please refrain from making noise."

"He's pretty calm," Li Guanqi thought to himself.

Despite his inner grumbling, he didn't slow down and quickly started answering the questions on the paper exam.

"I knew it. How could the Bureau of Spirit Control be so thoughtful as to prepare paper versions for blind candidates? It turns out it was to prevent the system from being compromised."

In another room, Tang Xin remained calm, oblivious to the commotion around her. She had been using this "spare" exam paper from the beginning, and was now looking down, her pen resting on the scratch paper, quietly thinking.

The brief chaos in the examination room quickly subsided, and all candidates switched to paper-based exam papers to answer the questions.

At the same time, Qimengsi's consciousness connected with Victoria.

"Have you found the source? And who is causing trouble?"

Interfering with written exams is nothing new, but the fact that the other party did this knowing they had paper copies suggests their motives are probably not pure.

[They're from the 'Doctor's' side; the address is Sumeru Garden.]

Victoria replied quickly, her voice unusually serious, a departure from her usual playful demeanor.

[Intrusion path analysis complete. Three layers of jump servers and dynamic IP spoofing were used. The method was very professional, but there were matching records in the signature database.]

Qi Mengsi frowned slightly: "Just to interfere with the written test?"

[Doesn't look like it]

I intercepted part of their injected data stream. It wasn't a simple blocking attack; it looked more like high-speed filtering. They were sniffing out candidate identity data packets passing through the verification nodes and had set very specific filtering conditions.

"Filtering conditions?" Qi Mengsi's heart skipped a beat.

[Preliminary reverse engineering analysis indicates they are matching specific gene sequence markers, mental energy fluctuation models, social relationships, and even... recent records of abnormal energy responses. This is not an indiscriminate attack; they are targeting a specific group of people.]

I have strengthened the firewall and cut off their data backhaul channel, but they had already retrieved some of the cached information beforehand.

Qi Mengsi's eyes darkened.

"Looking for someone? Using this method to look for someone at the Spirit Control Division's written exam?"

At this point in time, even at the risk of being tracked back, the only way to find someone is to find that son-in-law from Silver City.

Rumors are circulating that he will participate in the assessment.

With his dueling skills, he should be able to pass the preliminary rounds.

Why won't Wang Shou tell us his identity? Isn't he one of ours?

“Three reasons,” Qi Mengsi said calmly. “First, he is not a staunch supporter of us.”

"Secondly, he was worried that our protection would expose his location."

“They don’t know his identity yet, but if we arrange a bunch of people to protect an ordinary person, then their firepower will have a target.”

[The third reason?]

"The third reason," Qi Mengsi hesitated for a moment before saying, "is that she suspects there is a traitor among us."

【Huh?】Victoria was stunned.

Is there a traitor among us?

This third reason caught her somewhat off guard.

Seven purgers against twelve clock hands—the forces were already unequal, so how could there be a traitor?
Impossible, how could that be?

Rose, the Wandering Swordsman, the Genius Mahjong Master, the Clover Hero, the Mermaid, the Little Robot, the Cat, and her. We've been through so much together and made so many great contributions.

Wang Shou suspected that there was a traitor among them.

"Oh, I just said it offhand," Qi Mengsi said. "I am indeed sensitive lately, so don't worry about it."

Indeed, all she thinks about is tearing apart the mistress.

"You—" Qi Mengsi gritted her teeth, "I'm coming over to take down your sign in a bit!"

The abnormality in the examination room of the Fifth Department was resolved three minutes later, and the candidates switched back to using tablets to answer the questions.

It took other departments about five minutes to intercept the attack.

The underground city of Sumeru Garden, a dimly lit room.

"Boss, something's wrong!" Mouse abruptly stopped typing as a glaring red alert flashed on the screen. "The firewall has been back-infiltrated! Damn it, it's the Soul Control Division's counter-tracking!"

The monitoring data from the spider instantly spiked, the curve rising wildly. "Traffic anomaly, our jump server has been locked! They're tracing the source, and they're doing it very quickly!" His face paled as he watched the IP addresses on the screen light up one by one, eventually pointing to their location.

The cyborg's pupils constricted sharply: "Retreat! Immediately! Notify all technical nodes in Sumeru Garden to activate the highest emergency plan, back up core data, and physically isolate them! Run!"

The mouse and the spider exchanged a glance, neither daring to be negligent.

The mouse unplugged several key ports, and the screen instantly went black.

"Sending emergency evacuation signal!" Spider was also frantically operating the system, muttering to himself, "Damn it, we just got in and we're already being chased around. What department is this? Their technology is off..."

"Shut up! Move along!" the cyborg roared, turning around first and rushing toward the only exit of the room.

Almost simultaneously, piercing alarms sounded at several hidden outposts in different areas of the Sumeru Garden underground city, throwing the lurking technicians into chaos.

"What happened? Were we discovered?"

"Quickly! Destroy the local cache and evacuate with the core disk!"

"Damn the Spirit Control Division, which department are they from? How come their noses are so sensitive!"

The secret network, originally hidden beneath the forest, descended into chaos and panic. The torrent of data was forcibly cut off, the lights flickered on and off, and a hasty and chaotic retreat began.

The riots quickly spread from underground to the surface, just as the training center completed its first training session. Lin Chen successfully passed the first training session and recruited his first follower, a skinny young man. Because his symbiotic card was [Demon God Luli], he named this follower Luli.

"Big brother, we made it!" Luli excitedly raised his hands.

Lin Chen smiled with relief: "Mm."

He officially became a supervisor, and Luli followed suit, skipping training and being able to directly enter the computer room.

"Come on, let's celebrate." Lin Chen put his supervisor's certificate in his pocket, took out a bag of small bread rolls, tore one in half, and gave it to Lu Li.

"From now on, you're under my protection!"

Lin Chen now officially has a follower.

Luli paused for a moment, then tremblingly took the small bread roll and nodded emphatically: "Mmm!"

This was indeed a memorable and joyful moment.

Through sheer hard work and a bit of luck, the two finally gained a little bit of power that they longed for.

Lin Chen officially became a staff member of the Second Hand.

But before he could even enjoy himself for two minutes, Lin Chen keenly noticed that the trainer's expression had become very tense and hurried, and there was a faint sense of anxiety in the corridor.

It felt as if an earthquake was about to strike.

"What's wrong, Brother Chen?" Lu Li noticed Lin Chen's serious expression and asked with concern.

"Run!" Lin Chen's pupils trembled. "Run! Get out of the park!"

Trusting his instincts, he grabbed Lu Li's hand and tried to run.

Lu Li stood frozen in place, stammering, "Where is Paopao going?"

"We just finished the training."

"Why, why did you run?"

Yes, they worked hard through the training, one was promoted to supervisor, and the other got a camera position. Good days are coming.

"I don't know either," Lin Chen said, his breath trembling, "but if we don't run, we'll die here!"

“Okay, I’ll listen to you, brother,” Lu Li said softly. “Wherever you go, I’ll go.”

As the riots escalated, Lin Chen's anxiety deepened, and he pulled Lu Li out of the training center.

As soon as they rushed into the corridor, the scene downstairs made them stop in their tracks.

The rioting crowd in the park stopped strangely. Instead of running around like headless flies, they quickly gathered together, forming a dense, ever-shrinking circle.

They held a variety of weapons, from rusty iron pipes to low-level magic cards that shimmered with a faint light, and their faces were filled with fanaticism as they approached the open space in the center of the circle, where a person stood.

At the very front, the supervisor named A-Qiang was brandishing a thick iron rod, veins bulging on his neck, and roaring at the man in the center, "Kill him!"

"Whoever can kill him will become the supervisor!"

This promise was like a potent medicine, and greed quickly ignited in everyone's eyes.

However, the louder and angrier A-Qiang shouted, the more obvious the fear deep in his eyes became.

Not only him, Lin Chen's eyes quickly swept around and he noticed that all those with some status were quietly retreating, their faces filled with fear.

On the contrary, it was those at the very bottom, those whose lives were usually the least valuable, who were completely ignited by the word "supervisor." They roared and brandished their crude weapons, using all sorts of sharp and piercing noises to embolden themselves, as they stepped into that wasteland called "execution."

Lin Chen recognized the place.

A week ago, on this very wasteland, they executed a Spirit Suppression Bureau informant who had been exposed.

The scene resembled a bizarre sacrifice, where everyone was required to line up and make a cut on the person's body to "strengthen their faith" and pledge their allegiance to the cause.

Later, Wang Shou gave up on the rescue, and the informant smashed the symbiotic card and committed suicide with a cry of "Thank you, Wang Shou, close your eyes."

But his body was chopped up and reportedly fed to some of the park's vicious dogs.

And now, on this "execution ground" stained with blood and despair, stands a man quietly.

He was dressed in a simple black outfit, with a wide bamboo hat covering most of his face. A simple longsword was slung across his waist, its scabbard dark and dull, with only the exposed hilt and blade showing intricate patterns.

Sword name: Tai'a.

Facing the approaching, ferocious-looking crowd, and the murderous intent permeating the air, the swordsman in the straw hat seemed oblivious.

He simply focused on placing a half-person-high stone tablet on the ground, then bent down and picked up a broken piece of the Julingsi uniform, stained with mud and dark red dirt, and gently placed it next to the stone tablet.

After doing all this, he slowly drew the Tai'a sword from his waist. There was no earth-shattering sword sound, only a slight scraping sound.

He gripped his sword and used its tip as a pen to carve characters stroke by stroke on the newly erected stone tablet.

"What are you waiting for! Kill him!" Upon seeing this, A-Qiang became even more enraged and roared hysterically, the iron rod in his hand trembling slightly from the force.

The provoked crowd finally erupted completely, like a flood bursting its banks, roaring and surging forward.

Some people swung their weapons and smashed the objects, while others crushed their magic cards as they ran, and various colors of light and energy fluctuations instantly filled the small open space.

The swordsman in the straw hat remained oblivious, focusing solely on inscribing words on the tombstone.

"Run!" Lin Chen squeezed out a hoarse voice.

He grabbed Lu Li's wrist tightly, turned around, and ran as fast as he could, heading away from the execution ground and away from the eerie swordsman.

His intuition told him.

The moment the swordsman finished writing his eulogy, they would all die!
(End of this chapter)