Life Dungeon Game

He Ao slowly accepted the bracelet. "Thank you."

"Are you planning to use this to bind your bone axe?"

Hai Xi glanced at the bone axe on He Ao's back and asked softly.

When He Ao called to borrow this, he briefly explained his purpose.

"I'm going to see if I can use this to achieve the effect of retrieving the thrown axe, so as to gain some ranged attack capability."

He Ao didn't hide anything and answered with a smile.

"Then you might need some time to get used to it; this kind of control requires a lot of strength,"

Hai Xi nodded gently, then looked at the wooden box next to the bone axe and asked curiously, "You've been carrying this wooden box around these past two days. Is there some extraordinary item inside?"

“Hmm,” He Ao reached out and touched the wooden box on his back, “It contains the ‘shell’.”

"Husk?"

Hai Xi looked somewhat bewildered.

"A supernatural body that has been artificially cast as a vessel."

He Ao explained softly, then glanced at the metal wire in the bracelet and asked slowly, "This metal wire doesn't look like an ordinary material."

"This is a weapon passed down through generations of scavengers, said to have been passed down since the wilderness era."

“A wizard who was walking in the wilderness visited the camp of the ancestors of the scavengers and used this wire to exchange for some healing potions from the scavenger priest.”

Knowing that He Ao didn't want to continue the topic, Hai Xi didn't ask any further questions. Instead, she explained as they walked, "Back then, the wilderness was full of dangerous beasts. This metal wire was probably not a product of human technology, but rather created by some kind of supernatural power."

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Wizards are the self-designation of those who seek truth during the Great Cataclysm, searching for direction for human civilization in the vast darkness.

Nowadays, almost no one calls themselves a wizard.

"Thank you."

He Ao stopped in front of a tombstone and spoke softly again.

This is something passed down through generations of scavengers; it's a relic left behind by the previous priest of the scavengers, the 'grandfather' who adopted Haixi.

Judging from his conversations with Haixi these past few days, it seems that the 'grandfather' didn't leave behind many belongings.

"Don't worry,"

Hai Xi smiled and stopped beside He Ao. The injuries she sustained while being chased by Wade hadn't fully healed, and her face was still a little pale. "You helped DeSank and the scavengers. If 'Grandpa' were here, he would give this to you without hesitation."

The sunlight shone on her body, outlining a delicate yet resolute silhouette.

“I remember you once mentioned to me that there was a Wilderness Leader in Dawn City who pushed for the Wilderness Immigration Act.”

He Ao gazed at the direction of the setting sun and said softly.

"Um,"

Hai Xi followed He Ao's gaze to the setting sun. The leaves swayed in the gentle breeze, blocking the sunlight, and dappled shadows fell on her cheeks. "I have always hoped that I could change the fate of my people like he did."

She chuckled softly as she said this.

"If I had the chance, I would really like to go to Dawn City and see his people. Actually, I still really want to see him. After all, when I was at my most desperate, he opened the window for me and let a ray of light into my dark world. Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today."

She paused, then sighed with regret, "But I asked Christos yesterday, and he has indeed sacrificed himself."

"He will be pleased to see you; as a leader, you have done a great job."

He Ao withdrew his gaze.

Hai Xi turned her head and looked at He Ao's profile in the sunset. She smiled and said, "Thank you."

Then she raised her wrist and glanced at the time on her bracelet. "DeSanchez's next speech is about to start. Shall we leave together? Ryan and I are together. We've already driven."

"Need not,"

He Ao looked away and shook his head. "I drove myself. I have some things to do tonight."

"I'll be going now," Hai Xi waved to He Ao and walked towards the elevator. "Goodbye."

He waved goodbye to her.

He Ao didn't look away until the elevator doors closed behind Hai Xi.

He turned to look at the tombstone in front of him, which bore the image of a woman with a somewhat reserved smile.

Her gaze was calm and resolute, like still water.

He Ao took a bouquet of flowers from his pocket and placed it in front of the woman's tombstone.

This is Jayce's wife, Tini. During Jayce's darkest period, it was Tini who supported his world and provided the last ray of light in his life.

Tini's death also shattered Jess's last pillar of support.

At this moment, Heo still had a bouquet of flowers in his arms. He slowly walked to the tombstone next to Tini's grave.

This is a blank tombstone.

He paused for a moment, then placed the last bouquet of flowers in front of the blank tombstone.

This is the tombstone that 'Jace' prepared for himself.

The wind rustled the plastic flowers and leaves.

He Ao straightened up and slowly walked towards the direction of the setting sun.

He raised his wristband, opened a voice email he had received that morning, and selected to play it.

The email was from Viana.

Last night, He Ao asked Eve to collect information about potential flaws in the Phoenix System. She eventually compiled a large amount of data spanning more than a decade. After Eve processed the data, she selected the most likely real vulnerabilities and forwarded them to Vianna for analysis and processing.

This email was sent to Heo this morning by Vianna after she finished processing the data.

“Uncle Jess, I looked at the vulnerability data you forwarded to me last night. Most of the vulnerabilities were fixed very quickly. The Trison Group acted very fast. But guess what I found?”

"An interesting 'hereditary' vulnerability... The earliest record of this vulnerability dates back seventeen years, when the Phoenix System was first established. Theoretically, this vulnerability should have been fixed quickly, but it was not fixed immediately at that time."

"Then, the vulnerability reappeared in a set of data from fifteen years ago, followed by records from twelve years ago, ten years ago, eight years ago, and three years ago. The vulnerability has not been fixed."

"However, to be precise, it is not a loophole, but rather a 'flaw'."

"It cannot break the Phoenix System or affect the final data processing results of the Phoenix System; it will only slightly affect one of the Phoenix System's computational processes."

"Moreover, the conditions under which it is triggered are extremely stringent, and the recurrence rate is very low. Even with such a large data processing volume as the Trison Group, it has only occurred six times in more than a decade, and it has never affected the election."

"I suspect that the developers at Trison Group used an imperfect basic algorithm when developing the earliest Phoenix system, which ultimately led to this 'defect'."

"At the time, the Trison Group probably didn't have a better algorithm to replace this one, or the cost of replacing it was too high, so even though they discovered this 'flaw,' they didn't pay attention to it."

"As the Phoenix system gradually improved, subsequent developers could no longer modify the underlying algorithm code. A large number of normal functions relied on this algorithm to run, which made the cost of modifying the algorithm increasingly high, to the point that it became a 'hereditary' 'defect'."

"However, the Trison Group has obviously patched this flaw. In recent years, they have taken on more and more services and orders, but the number of times this flaw has been reproduced has become less and less."

"However, by using the conditions that triggered the 'flaw' in the previous few times in the data, I roughly simulated the potentially problematic algorithm of the Phoenix system and deduced the real conditions that are highly likely to trigger this 'flaw'."

"However, this condition is too demanding. It requires different operators to access the Phoenix system using specific devices at certain fixed times for it to take effect. I have attached the list of the conditions required to trigger the activation to the email."

"However, Uncle Jess, if you want to exploit this weakness, perhaps..."

It's too late.

"I calculated that at least two thousand operations that meet the conditions would be required to trigger this system defect."

"This is too difficult. It requires controlling at least two thousand different devices without the Phoenix System being able to detect that these devices are being controlled. I don't have time to develop the software now."

That concludes the voicemail session.

Next came He Ao's reply, which was very short, consisting of only one simple sentence: "To achieve these requirements, it is not necessary to control other people's devices."

Using Trojan programs to indiscriminately invade other people's devices is illegal.

Sitting in the descending elevator, He Ao raised his wristband and glanced at the time: 17:13 PM.

Nine hours have passed since Eve began her actions.

-

"Hey bro, are you voting? Who are you voting for? Ned?"

In front of a row of neatly arranged voting machines, two men were standing. The man on the left was holding a bottle of liquor, leaning against the voting machine, taking a swig of liquor, and casually asking the man in work clothes next to him a question.

In federal elections, there are usually two options.

One option is to install a specific voting client on your own smart device and vote directly using your device.

Another option is to vote using fixed voting machines located on the street.

"Who's going to vote for Ned? I'm going to vote for DeSansk."

The man in the work clothes quickly selected a candidate, took out his wristband, and verified his identity.

"DeSanchez? Who's that?"

The man carrying the bottle of liquor swayed and glanced around at the surrounding large screens. "Is this candidate even here? I haven't seen any of his campaign ads."

"Have."

The man in the work clothes glanced at the man with the wine bottle, raised his wristband, and played a video of a speech. "This is his speech video. It seems he'll be coming around here again later. If you're interested, you can go listen to it."

Is he better than Ned?

The man with the wine bottle glanced at the speech video and took a swig of wine.

"Much better than Nieder."

The man in the work clothes casually replied, "He's worlds apart from Ned, you know Christos, right?"

"What does '克' mean?"

The man with the wine bottle blinked.

"Hey, let's sober up first, I have to go to work."

The man in the work clothes sighed, took out three one-Federal Dollar bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the other man's hand, then went back to select his vote. "You can just search for DeSantis online and you'll see his videos."

"Oh."

The man with the bottle staggered to his feet and looked at the voting machine in front of him.