Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 151 Word Power - Key

"Tachibana Masamune? A computer expert?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, clearly finding it difficult to connect the two words.

He had heard of this name before coming to Japan.

Tachibana Masamune is currently the head of the Snake-Headed Eight Families and has a formidable reputation throughout the yakuza.

But in my memory, shouldn't this be a 70-80-year-old contestant with the character "Deng" in his name?
Normally, he should be sitting at the same table with those old men and women from the strategy department, drinking tea and reading newspapers. It would be good enough if he could even figure out how to use an iPad.

Could he also be a computer expert?
"interesting."

Upon hearing this news, a glint flashed behind Potato Chip Girl's black-rimmed glasses as a long-held suspicion resurfaced, confirming a small part of it.

"How's the defense on the 52nd floor?" Potato Chip Girl suddenly asked.

“There’s a chance,” Mai Shude said softly.

"Eighteen seconds later," the potato chip girl announced a precise number.

“Okay,” Mai said.

Lu Mingfei held his breath and remained silent to avoid disturbing the conversation.

Now that they've reached a crucial moment, neither Mai Shude nor Chip Girl continued joking; their language became incredibly concise, getting straight to the point.

Chip Girl held her laptop and typed rapidly into the black dialog box, inputting instructions one after another.

With the Enter key pressed.

The invisible and intangible flow of information traveled from her fingertips to a huge server room buried in a cold storage facility on the other side of the ocean. A red light suddenly appeared, the fan speed began to soar, and thick black smoke rose.

Immediately afterward, the massive amount of information was processed, and a few seconds later, it split into two parts. One part was randomly split and expanded, merging into a terrifying amount of garbage data, like a huge army of undead scourges, rushing along the network of the Internet toward Princess Kaguya's firewall.

The other half was then encrypted and transmitted over layers of packaging to Mai Shude's phone thousands of kilometers away.

……

Genji Heavy Industries,

"Princess Kaguya is under attack!"

On the 24th floor, which had long been left behind by Mai Shude, the central control room was filled with the sounds of quiet discussions, the whirring of printers, and the rapid typing of keyboards.

The operation of this command center largely draws on the experience of Kassel College.

The entire floor operates 24/7, 365 days a year, with three shifts, totaling one or two hundred people serving the 'main unit' upstairs.

Their task was to process the information on the underworld and dragons throughout Japan collected by Princess Kaguya, integrate and classify it, and send it to various departments on the other floors for specialized personnel to handle.

In this country bound by rules, Genji Heavy Industries has inherited this principle well. Every floor and every person is a part of this machine, each performing their duties and operating at high speed under the constraints of the rules.

"Princess Kaguya under attack? Are you sure it wasn't Genji Heavy Industries that was attacked?"

"what's the situation!"

A gentle female voice came from the loudspeaker once again.

"Princess Kaguya has been subjected to an external data attack. The firewall has a vulnerability and will be automatically repaired in ten seconds."

At this moment, all the 'parts' on this floor were in shock.

"Vulnerability?"

"Automatic repair in ten seconds?"

Chip Girl's statement that the Snake Clan doesn't understand computers is actually a bit of an insult.

In addition to interns, operators, and coordinators, the group also includes a significant number of experts and professors with master's or doctoral degrees in computer science.

In this burgeoning era of the internet, every one of these individuals would be treated as a VIP by internet companies outside the industry.

However, in a sense, what the potato chip girl said wasn't wrong.

Compared to her, these people really don't know much about computers.

At least when faced with self-destructive program attacks on external computers, they could only marvel and bewilderment.

In the short term, no effective solution can be found.

After all, no matter how brilliant the emergency plan is,
You can't possibly process and digest it faster than the security system that Princess Kaguya wrote herself.

Ten seconds is far too short.

If it weren't for the fact that an attack on Kaguya's server was so rare, she wouldn't even have bothered to send an alert. "Make a note of this and notify the head of the household," the duty officer sighed.

However, soon, someone cautiously approached him.

"The head of the family just came down from the floor where Kaguya-hime's main unit is located."

"Huh?" The person in charge on duty was stunned.

……

"Eight seconds."

Mai Shude emerged silently from the ventilation duct, leaving not a speck of dust behind.

She held the modified phone in her hand; the screen went dark instantly, with only the NFC near-field communication interface flashing red.

Mai Shude did not attempt to wake it up by pressing and holding the power button.

The phone was essentially rendered unusable by the massive data flow, but in the next few minutes, it could be used as a 'key' to unlock most electronic locks in the world.

'Word of Power Key'.

This is a word of power without a serial number, and most people cannot even be sure if it is a word of power at all.

In the textbooks of Kassel College, every Word of Power has a bloodline source, that is, the dragon that created this Word of Power. Almost all the Words of Power currently recorded come from the Black King, the White King, and the four monarchs of wind, water, earth, and fire, while the origin of a few Words of Power such as the 'Key' is unknown.

Some experts and scholars of spiritualism believe that these are the underlying rules of this world, which do not need to be created by anyone and have existed naturally since the beginning of time.

The 'key' is used to open doors.

The data inside the phone was used to simulate ancient incantations in binary, producing some of the effects of dragon script.

The cost was that all the mainframes in the nearly 100 million yuan city-level data center instantly went into overload mode. The air conditioning and water cooling could not suppress their high temperature, and thick smoke kept rising. A minute later, they would be on the verge of being half scrapped, like ten-year-old miners, and even recyclers would have to ask if they could be bought by weight.

Including the price paid three years ago to several 'Kaguya-hime designers' at the Ganryu Research Institute, the total is nearly twenty million US dollars.
The price is a one-time cost; the goal is merely to open a door and incidentally cover Kaguya's eyes.

The potato chip girl's face was icy cold, and the electronic pen in her hand was like a peerless sword, revealing the black swan nature of the financial market at this moment.

To her, spending ten or twenty million US dollars to open a door was nothing out of the ordinary. After all, this was about peering into the power that truly belonged to the gods... What did mere money matter?

They should have this kind of self-awareness.

Besides... would we really lose money?

Shouldn't the purpose of investing be to make money?

With Tachibana Masamune coming and going, the security forces on the 52nd floor of the Genji Heavy Industries building were briefly put in a vacuum.

No one expected that this would be a pincer attack from both inside and outside.

No one could have imagined that the invaders would be carrying such a powerful weapon.

The heavy alloy door seemed to groan, and as Mai Shude slowly approached, it resembled a lamb to the slaughter.

I silently counted down the last three seconds.

Without hesitation, Mai Shude pointed her equally broken phone at the electronic lock.

at the same time,

External garbage data reached its peak at this moment, and the emergency lights in the stairwell suddenly flashed a blinding red, reflecting sharply through the combat uniform hood onto Mai Shude's crimson eyes.

'Beep—'

Hand up and down!
The piercing alarm sounded for about a hundredth of a second, then stopped abruptly, like a quail being choked.

The red light instantly turned green.

The electronic lock in front of me beeped, and the alloy door opened, revealing a dark and bottomless server room behind it. Rows of black server racks stood tall in the huge space, their flickering blue lights resembling will-o'-the-wisps.

"Infiltration successful," Mai Shude said softly.

"Good luck," said the potato chip girl.

With a light laugh, Jiu Demai stepped into the unfathomable depths without hesitation.

But in a corner she couldn't see.

Countless golden eyes suddenly lit up without anyone noticing.

In the darkness, they were as numerous as a swarm of fireflies.

　Make up for the one day less
　　
　
(End of this chapter)