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Chapter 338 FOFU actually has hidden functions?

On the 41st floor of Qihang Building, Lin Poxiao put down the fourth report about Tang Yiping in his hand, took off his reading glasses, and rubbed his eyes.

Then I looked up and glanced at the time.

It's not even 1 a.m. yet I'm already so exhausted.

Indeed, I'm getting old.

In the past, staying up all night for several days in a row was not a big deal.

Since returning, for some reason, Lin Po-xiao has always felt a sense of urgency, as if he dares not waste a single second.

He got up, walked to the window, and looked down.

In fact, he wasn't the only one who felt this way; everyone below was now racing against time, desperately trying to make the most of every minute.

They didn't know why they were in such a rush, but they always felt that there was a black hole chasing them, constantly getting closer, making them afraid to stop, and unable to stop.

The problem is, they still stopped.

Moreover, he felt that many things nowadays... were problematic.

This is very problematic.

It's as if something is looming over their minds, making them unaware and oblivious to it; even if they think about it, they automatically ignore it.

But... he still sensed something was wrong.

But where does this problem come from?

In addition, he always felt that something was wrong.

He returned to his desk and picked up the fourth report he had just put down.

Hmm... Tang is clearly a real-life Stephen Hawking, so why am I having to read Tang's report over and over again?

It says he's an excellent programmer, how ridiculous! That's practically impossible, right?

I must be overthinking it.

Thinking this, Lin Po-xiao put down the file in his hand and then casually pushed the messy files on the table forward.

Then he noticed a scratch mark under the document in front of him.

Hmm? Why are there scratches on this table?
That's strange, was it originally part of the table?
Why don't I remember?
Should I get a new table? I'll ask the guys from the special operations team to bring me a new one tomorrow... Wait, something's not right!
Lin Po-xiao discovered that this was not a simple engraving, but a single character.

"question?"

Lin Po-xiao slowly pushed the pile of documents in front of him upwards, and then more words were revealed.

"Question...question...there is...flat...one..."

When the last character "Tang" appeared, Lin Po-xiao's pupils suddenly tightened.

"Tang Yiping is suspicious!"

He was all too familiar with this handwriting.

This is his own handwriting!

Beside it, there are countless engravings, some deep and some shallow, most of them very shallow, with only three words written on them: Tang Yiping!
In that instant, Lin Po-xiao stared at the table, which looked like a lonely woman longing for her lover, and was caught in a state of shock and bewilderment.

What happened? Why?
Why is Tang Yiping's name all over my desk?

Suddenly, he remembered something, stood up abruptly, and walked to the whiteboard not far from the side of the office.

This whiteboard was already in the office; theoretically, it should belong to Wei Song's office.

Sometimes, Lin Po-xiao would stand in front of this whiteboard, pondering and planning the actions and future of the coordination office, sometimes for several hours at a time.

But... whenever he tried to recall what he was thinking about, he found that the whiteboard was always blank.

Now, he moved closer to the whiteboard, turned it so that it faced the light, and looked at the marks left on it.

But upon closer inspection, they discovered that the surface was covered with only three words: "Tang Yiping!"

It turns out that she had suspected Tang Yiping of having a problem countless times before.

But who wiped these things away?

Oh right, I wiped it off myself!
I thought I was overthinking it, so I wiped it off. But why did I think I was overthinking it?

Why do I stand here for hours on end, pondering something, and then erase it, and even after erasing it, it feels perfectly normal?
why?
Lin Po-xiao felt his heart pounding uncontrollably, and he turned his head to look out the window.

At that moment, the rain poured down, and the whole world was once again shrouded in the city. The raindrops pattered against the window, forming messy rain streaks. For a moment, Lin Po-xiao felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him from outside the window.

Lin Po-xiao was startled by himself.

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?" Lin Po-xiao was startled.

"I am Wei Song." Wei Song entered, looked at Lin Po Xiao's expression, and asked, "What happened?"

"N-nothing...is something the matter?"

"Shen Hong sent me a program; I think you should take a look."

"What program?" Lin Po-xiao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened. "Could it be the Negative Entropy Monitoring System?"

Wei Song said with a wry smile, "They also asked me to pass on a message, saying... they have three days to get the coordination office to join them..."

Lin Po-xiao's eyes widened: "What?"

This Shen Hong is too arrogant! He's trying to defy his superiors?!

"Who gave him the courage?" Lin Po-xiao asked.

Wei Song continued with a wry smile: "Why don't you take a look at this program first?"

More than ten minutes later, Lin Po-xiao looked at the dense red dots on the big screen and rubbed his temples hard.

He felt his head throbbing and was in excruciating pain.

Don't panic, things might not turn out any better yet, don't panic!

he told himself.

"Go verify it," Lin Po-xiao said.

"Yes, sir!" The young men from the special operations team quickly left and split up to carry out their tasks.

However, after about ten minutes, intelligence reports from the front began to come back one after another.

Lin Po-xiao's mouth opened wider and wider, almost to the point of looking crooked.

why?
"Is this a prediction? Or what? How is this possible? Wei Song, can your program... do this?"

"I can't do it," Wei Song said.

What he really wanted to say was: "Damn it, stop humiliating me! I can't even understand what you're saying!"
Both are vending machines connected by touchpoints, but while others can achieve this level of prediction in their hands, I can only give an estimated value.

In fact, Wei Song already felt terrified when he saw the name FOFU!
Tang Yiping has two identities: FO is a common prefix for [0xT1P], and Tang Yiping in this identity is known for his incredible and powerful algorithms and incomprehensible code; FU is a common suffix for [Tang-Ping-Dev], and Tang Yiping in this identity is known for his powerful architecture and the extreme simplicity and brute-force aesthetics of engineering.

Just like the name FOFU, this time, Tang Yiping combined the two to create something that is simply a cutting-edge technology.

Therefore, Wei Song studied it in depth and found that this program had many hidden functions that were not directly placed in the interface and needed to be activated by commands.

“Actually, this isn’t what I wanted you to see.” Wei Song turned around and typed a few words on his keyboard.

Then, the city map on the big screen suddenly flipped and became a new map.

Compared to before, this map has undergone subtle changes, with many places being different from the previous one, but the overall design remains largely the same.

However, this map is generally more "blue".

"What...what is this?" Lin Po-xiao asked.

He could hear his own voice trembling, because he had vaguely realized something.

“The world on the other side,” Wei Song said, his voice unusually dry.

"This is a negative entropy monitoring chart of the opposite world."

Lin Po-xiao was silent for a moment, then asked, "He said before that he gave us a few days to join?"

(End of this chapter)