Xueba's computing system

Chapter 208 Explaining the Truth
"You won't believe it if I tell you."

Under Zhang Yan's sword-like gaze, Lin Yuan began to confess.

“I’m actually Musk’s long-lost brother.”

"What the hell?" Zhang Yan didn't understand at all, "What brother, what Mas, what Ke."

"I mean, Musk from SpaceX, the respected Minister of Efficiency on the other side of the strait. He is second to none, a new tech elite, the uncrowned king, the most capable and loyal subordinate of the old boy in Mar-a-Lago. He is the hope for Western civilization to rectify its chaos..."

"Shut up," Zhang Yan interrupted Lin Yuan's title-throwing speech, "Brother, are you crazy? Look at your face. You don't look like Musk. You are yellow, and he is white."

Lin Yuan let Zhang Yan rub his handsome face up and down (PS: of course he is not actually handsome), "Have you seen enough?"

"Tell me the truth." Zhang Yan patted Lin Yuan's face twice with a little force, then hugged his head and kissed him twice.

"My head is not your ball."

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll kick your head like a ball."

Lin Yuan joked, "Don't you know that Musk's mother lives in Songhu? As long as the old lady accepts me as her godson, then I will be Musk's long-lost brother."

Zhang Yan reacted, "Musk's mother has indeed settled in our country, but why would she accept you as her godson? Is there such an element in their culture?"

"She could be my godmother, something like that."

Zhang Yan was completely confused. "No, why are we discussing whether you and Musk are brothers? What I am confused about now is why you lied to me before. How did you get that guy's MAC address?

Since it is not through sending small software, then what means do you use?

There can't be any secrets between husband and wife, you broke the rules."

Lin Yuan looked innocent, "Are we husband and wife?"

"Really? You are trying to piss me off on purpose. We are a new era XX-style husband-and-wife relationship."

"I've told you the answer. I know Musk, and he knows me, but he doesn't know who I am. I'm struggling with the question of when it's convenient for me to recognize him as my big brother."

"You know him, and he knows you, but he doesn't know who you are? What kind of relationship is this? If you keep keeping me in suspense, I'm going to grab Xiao Xia and beat him up."

Lin Yuan was shocked, "What does this have to do with Xiao Xia?"

"Are you feeling distressed? Who is more important, Xiao Xia or me?"

"No, that's totally irrelevant. What on earth are you talking about?"

"Does Xiao Xia also know your secret? You kept it from me."

Lin Yuan was speechless now, "Hey, women, it's just like that... they can't stop being jealous.

Shut up and listen to me, I'm not kidding you."

Seeing Lin Yuan's serious expression, Zhang Yan stopped making trouble.

"I do have a connection with Musk. The OCR guy used to send me tasks using long blogs shared by anonymous accounts on external social networking platforms. He was very alert and knew that if he sent a document, some personal information would be collected by the document if he was not careful.

Since Indian programmers have spread all over the Western outsourcing market, WORD documents have become untrustworthy. Who knows if there are traces of information in the file, such as the login account name of the computer that edited the document...

That's why the OCR guy was very careful to share web pages with anonymous accounts. Some of the anonymous accounts happened to belong to platform X. Logically, if I want to obtain the information of these anonymous accounts, I have to crack the user information database of platform X. And this kind of information database must be seriously protected, and it may be installed with some monitoring plug-in by the FBI. Otherwise, the Prism Gate incident would not have happened.

Therefore, it is definitely impossible to break into the database by force.

But Dean Li is old, and if we wait any longer he will soon retire. He can’t wait for me to talk to the OCR.

I also want to do something, I will probably start a company in the future, and I will make a name for myself, and the OCR has my real name information, so I will be exposed soon. So I had to take drastic measures.

I thought of a way to get rid of the problem - to ask Musk, the boss of X platform, for permission to access his user information database.

Zhang Yan was stunned. "What kind of trick is this?"

Lin Yuan's operation is like this: he wants to break into a house to steal something, but the door is locked, so he directly asks the owner of the house to come and help open the door.

"Musk really gave it to you? Why?"

"Because I'm not in the IT circle, the Feng Shui AI concept, which is the hottest in the AI field recently, is thanks to Musk's promotion."

Zhang Yan thought about it and said, "When I occasionally browse DY, I seem to see quite a few self-media bloggers bragging about it, but I don't understand them at all."

"It's right that you don't understand. Self-media know nothing about technology. They just join in the fun to get traffic. But this is not the point. The point is: Musk's promotion of Feng Shui AI was actually promoted by me."

Lin Yuan looked calm and composed, which made Zhang Yan half-believe and half-doubt. She had heard Lin Yuan mention that the takeaway algorithm was mixed with the concept of Feng Shui. But Zhang Yan never investigated it deeply, because she subconsciously did not believe in those superstitious things.

Zhang Yan tried to organize her thoughts, but she finally found that her mind was a mess. "Brother, I don't even know how to ask questions now. I don't even know what you are talking about."

Lin Yuan had to sort out her thoughts for her. “You are actually curious about two things. One is the relationship between Feng Shui and AI; the other is how I got in touch with Musk.”

Zhang Yan thought about it for a moment, then nodded continuously, "Yes, this seems to be my question now."

Lin Yuan continued, "You don't need to worry about the relationship between Feng Shui and AI, because even I don't understand it. Anyway, it's quite useful to mix some Feng Shui elements into AI training. In short, it's useful.

As for how Musk and I got together.

Let's go back to the first point - AI mixed with Feng Shui is useful. I used Feng Shui to analyze the launch times of SpaceX's previous rockets. I guess this operation shocked him. Then he took the initiative to contact the email address I reserved.

Don’t ask me why the time of rocket launch is related to Feng Shui. I don’t know how to explain it specifically.”

Zhang Yan then changed the question, "How did you contact Musk? By phone? Skype? MSN?"

"We... used a more private method. It was similar to a walkie-talkie method. I called him by sending an email through a temporary email server. This process usually only took two or three seconds, so he couldn't find me through technical means.

As for him looking for me, just look at his updates on social media platforms, those Martian secret messages."

Although Zhang Yan didn't understand what an email server was, and why Lin Yuan emphasized that sending only took two or three seconds, she still knew about intercoms.

Isn't a walkie-talkie just a question-and-answer session? That means: Lin Yuan sends a message via email, and Musk replies with public Martian secrets.

Zhang Yan finally remembered, "Could it be that... those Martian secret messages mentioned on the Internet are the messages Musk sent to you?"

Musk is a man who thrives on traffic. Even Zhang Yan, who doesn't care about technology news, has heard about his outrageous operations regarding the secret text on Mars.

(End of this chapter)