The richest man started taking advantage of loopholes after joining Alibaba.

Wuhan, Huazhong University of Science and Technology.

Room 404, male dormitory.

The air was filled with the smell of Master Kong braised beef noodles, mixed with the smell of socks that hadn't been washed for days, and the tobacco smell of cheap cigarettes.

This is a microcosm of thousands of universities across China tonight.

"It's open! It's open!"

My roommate Zhang Wei excitedly slapped the table, making a loud thumping sound as he slammed his blue switch mechanical keyboard.

"S6 World Championship Finals! The Last Hope for an All-Chinese Team!"

The Douyu live stream interface was already open on his laptop screen. The barrage of comments was so dense it almost covered the entire screen.

"Brother Viagra, you're having some kind of lag."

Li Qiang, who was in the opposite bed, slurped up his instant noodles while glancing at Zhang Wei's screen.

"Screw the 'lag'! This is Douyu! Tencent's golden boy!"

Zhang Wei snorted dismissively.

"I'm watching Blu-ray at 10Mbps! Do you even know what Blu-ray is? Look at yours again..."

He pointed to Li Qiang's phone.

Li Qiang was holding his phone, and the screen showed Inke's live streaming interface.

"Watching a game on Inke? That's a place for watching lap dances."

Zhang Wei mocked.

"That's for sissies. Real men watch Douyu, it's professional!"

Li Qiang did not refute.

Actually, he didn't want to watch Inke either.

But Douyu's webpage was loading too slowly, so he casually clicked on an Inke link that someone had shared in his WeChat Moments.

result……

We can't get out now.

"The match has begun!"

With a roar from commentator Miller, the scene in Summoner's Rift cuts in.

Zhang Wei's laptop fan suddenly started spinning wildly.

"Buzz—"

The sound was like a helicopter taking off.

"Holy crap, why is this fan screaming like it's about to explode?"

Zhang Wei frowned and reached out to touch the keyboard area.

It's too hot to handle.

At the same time, the image on the screen suddenly flickered.

The once sharp hero models now have jagged edges. The textures in the grass have become blurred, as if someone has poured glue on them.

"Why did it turn burnt?"

Zhang Wei cursed.

"This is intelligent code reduction."

Although Li Qiang doesn't understand technology, his intuition is very accurate.

"Too many people are watching this, the server can't handle it, so it automatically downgraded the video quality for you."

"fart!"

Zhang Wei was stubborn and refused to admit it.

"Tencent Cloud can't handle it? The school's network must be terrible!"

however.

next second.

When the ten heroes from both sides clash in the mid lane at level one.

Zhang Wei's screen.

The flash skill, which should have been incredibly flashy, turned into a jumble of pixels.

then.

The image froze.

There was only that damn buffer circle spinning around in the center of the screen.

The news caused widespread panic.

"Move! Holy crap! Move!"

Zhang Wei was so anxious he almost smashed the mouse.

A glitch at a crucial moment is worse than death.

"First Blood!"

Just then, Li Qiang's phone rang with a crisp "First Blood" notification sound.

There was no noise.

There was no lag whatsoever.

You can even hear the sound effects of Lee Sin kicking someone clearly.

Zhang Wei suddenly turned his head.

On Li Qiang's phone screen, the image flowed as smoothly as silk gliding over his skin.

Every skill effect and every movement is so clear it's as if it's happening right in front of you.

You can even see the twitching of the muscles on the player's face when they press Flash.

"Holy crap?"

Zhang Wei was stunned.

He glanced at his still-spinning laptop, then at Li Qiang's perfectly smooth phone.

A huge sense of absurdity welled up inside me.

Inke?

The platform he mocked as "for watching thighs" was actually more stable than Douyu?

"Viagra, stop struggling."

Li Qiang raised his phone slightly, a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

"Come and watch it together."

"This picture quality... is really good."

This moment.

It's not just dormitory 404.

The same scene is playing out in countless corners of China.

On Baidu Tieba and Weibo, complaints began to spread like wildfire.

"Douyu is down?"

"What a piece of junk server! Am I looking at a PowerPoint presentation?"

"Guys! Go to Inke! Inke doesn't lag! And the picture quality is super clear!"

Public opinion is quietly shifting.

But the real disaster has only just begun to show its fangs.

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Chapter 151 Error 502! Total Collapse

Wuhan, Douyu headquarters.

The large screen in the command center was blood red.

That's not a festive red.

That's the warning color for server overload.

"Traffic is still increasing!"

The operations director's voice had changed, and it sounded like he was crying.

"Sixty million...sixty-five million...seventy million!"

"It has broken the historical record!"

Chen Shaojie stood in front of the large screen, his face ashen.

His expensive custom-made suit was soaked with cold sweat and clung tightly to his back like a cold shroud.

"What did Tencent say?"

Chen Shaojie roared.

"Expand the capacity! Let them expand! I'll pay! I'll pay any amount!"

"Mr. Chen..."

The operations director put down the phone, his eyes filled with despair.

Tencent Cloud replied: "The physical bandwidth is completely blocked."

"What does 'completely blocked' mean?"

"The backbone network's fiber optic cable capacity has reached its limit. The 120% redundancy they reserved was overwhelmed ten minutes ago."

"To expand capacity now, we must allocate physical lines from other provinces."

"At the fastest... it will take four hours."

Four hours.

Chen Shaojie felt dizzy and disoriented.

Four hours later, the game was over! It was too late!

"Bang!"

Just then.

A dull thud came from the direction of the computer room.

Followed by.

The live broadcast on the command center's large screen suddenly flickered.

then.

black screen.

A line of glaring white code appeared in everyone's field of vision, and on the screens of tens of millions of anxious users across China.

502 Bad Gateway

A deathly silence.

Then came the incessant ringing of telephones.

The customer service department's phones were immediately ringing off the hook.

The hashtag #DouyuCrashed# instantly topped the Weibo trending list.

"It's over..."

Chen Shaojie slumped into a chair.

He stared at the black screen, feeling like a drowning person slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea.

This was a live broadcast mishap.

No.

This is a massacre.

Users who are furious because they can't watch the game are frantically searching for a way out, like refugees.

And in this ruin.

Only one light was still on.

That's Inke.

"Mr. Chen! Look at the data from Inke!"

The marketing manager pointed shakily at another screen.

The data displayed there was scraped by a third party.

The number of downloads for Inke is skyrocketing at a 90-degree angle.

Countless users who were "driven out" of Douyu are now flooding into Inke's live streaming rooms.

And that damn Inke.

The company that uses so-called "mining graphics cards" is Weiguang Cloud.

At this moment.

It remained as stable as Mount Tai.

Eighty million concurrent users.

The picture quality remains 1080P and is as smooth as ever.

Even on the app's launch screen, there's an extra, incredibly ironic pop-up message:

[Weiguang Cloud Technology Support: Making live streaming as smooth as silk.]

To kill someone is to destroy their spirit.

This is like killing someone by destroying their spirit.

Chen Shaojie's hands were trembling.

He suddenly remembered the post he had made on his WeChat Moments.

I remembered that sarcastic remark about "going back to deliver takeout".

just now.

The food delivery person was standing on high ground, coldly watching him struggle in the mud.

Is there any hope?

Chen Shaojie raised his head, his eyes vacant.

The operations director kept his head down, not daring to look at him.

"Unless... someone can lend us 5T of idle bandwidth right now."

"And it must be the kind that has already been connected to the backbone network and can be accessed at any time."

All of China.

There are only two people who have this level of idle bandwidth.

One is Alibaba Cloud, owned by Jack Ma. But Alibaba and Tencent are bitter rivals, so it's impossible for Alibaba to save Tencent.

another……

Chen Shaojie's gaze fell on the "Weiguang Cloud" logo that was mocking him.

That cave deep in the mountains of Guizhou, which he mocked as an "empty shell".

There.

It has the world's largest graphics card cluster.

It has an unfathomable reserve of computing power.

That was their only lifeline.

With trembling hands, Chen Shaojie pulled his phone out of his pocket.

He found the number he hadn't contacted in a long time and had even mentally blocked countless times.

Note: Lin Che.

That's a disgrace.

That's surrender.

But it is also the only way out.

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