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"Let me ask you a question. How do you chase someone?" Although he had just been "backstabbed", as the only elder around him, Mo Heng still wanted to ask for help.

Yu Qing, who received the message on the other end, was speechless. "Are you sick? Using a precious communication tool to ask yourself about your relationship problems?"

"Say it."

"Okay, okay, you are still the stronger one. Who are you going to pursue? It won't be Xiaojun, right? You are so shameless. Huh~" Yu Qing, who has already seen the whole situation, knows what is going on.

"..."

Yu Qing didn't care about the child's awkward mood and generously shared his experience, even though he was also a Peony: "Don't be angry, it's useful to know that your brother who is six years older than you is useful now. Let me tell you, you have to do this, this... that, that..."

Mo Heng looked at the long speech that exceeded the word limit of his mobile phone and felt that it revealed a sense of unreliability. However, although Yu Qing was sometimes not very reliable, he should not fool him in this regard.

After obtaining the valuable information, Mo Heng stored it in a USB drive and destroyed the flip phone in his hand as usual.

Of course, now everyone is trying to avoid Chu Yun’s destruction.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to go to bed at night, and Chu Jun, who had turned into a kitten, now had his own little nest.

However, the pampered kitten never sleeps by itself. After Mo Heng lies on the bed, it jumps onto Mo Heng's chest and buries its furry head in the crook of Mo Heng's neck.

It is so comfortable to sleep like this. Anyone who has slept like this knows that it is a different feeling from being a human. Wrapped in Mo Heng's breath, I feel very safe.

Then Mo Heng's status was promoted to Chu Yun's nest.

Mo Heng, who couldn't sleep because of the cat's nudging, once again regretted why he didn't give Chu Jun a bionic body.

There was once a free benefit in front of me, but I didn’t cherish it. Now I just want to say, I regret it so much.

Thinking of this, Mo Heng fell asleep. Perhaps because he had heard Chu Jun talk about his childhood during the day, Mo Heng dreamed of his mother, which was a rare occurrence.

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In a small house, eight-year-old Mo Heng sat in front of his computer, tapping away. A capable woman with black hair in a bun came up behind him and asked, "Xiao Heng, what are you doing?"

The little boy was very happy to see his mother come home. He showed her his latest work: "Mom, this is the code I developed. It can hide a person's information. Look!"

The eight-year-old Mo Heng has perfectly inherited Mo Ru's IQ and has a unique talent for data.

Mo Ru looked at the code in front of his son. Intuition was not a simple thing: "Can Xiao Heng's code hide from Yimota's detection?"

At this time, Yimota's control over his employees was not so abnormal, so Moru still had a certain degree of privacy in his own home.

This allowed him to use his computer freely without fear of being monitored or interfered with by Imota's higher-ups.

If Imota really had such strict control over its employees, then when Mo Heng was writing the code, he might have already been taken away by Imota's senior management.

Mo Heng wanted to show his ability to his mother, so he quickly started typing on the keyboard.

As his fingers danced, letters and numbers flashed on the screen, creating a dazzling scene.

Mo Ru looked at everything in front of her in amazement, and she realized that her son might accomplish something remarkable.

Soon, all the videos, text messages and other relevant information about Mo Heng since his birth were displayed on the screen.

These data should have been safely stored in Imota's database and were highly confidential, but at this moment they were easily displayed in front of Moru.

The data written by Mo Heng seemed to have some kind of wonderful reaction with this information, as if a chemical reaction was quietly taking place.

Mo Ru saw that Mo Heng's life data gradually disappeared, as if it was swallowed by a mysterious force.

Mo Ru suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart, and she hurriedly turned on the light brain to check her relationship information.

Sure enough, as she expected, there was only a black and white portrait left in the relatives column, and no matter how hard she searched, she could not find any evidence that Mo Heng had ever existed.

Mo Heng's existence seemed to have been erased from the system, as if he had never existed.

As a senior researcher at Imota, Moru understood what this technology meant.

Being able to avoid Imota's surveillance and quietly erase a person's existence is a contempt for the firewall and technological level that Imota is proud of.

If his son were to be discovered by the people of Imota, there would be only two consequences.

Or, be taken away by Imota and tied to Imota's database.

Otherwise, they will be truly wiped out. Imota will not allow anyone who can threaten it to escape from its control.

Mo Ru had made the decision almost without hesitation.

This technology must be sealed up: "Xiao Heng, this thing, must, must not be made known to others, understand?"

Mo Heng was still young and didn't know the intricacies of a big company. Seeing his mother's serious expression, he simply nodded obediently, "Yes!"

In the next two years, Mo Heng entered and exited the firewall of Yimota many times, as if he was in an empty place.

His talent is so strong that he has reached the level of those old guys in the research institute through self-study, or even better, as if he was born for data.

One day, in the chief engineer's office at the Yimota Research Institute.

"Dr. Mo, your mind uploading technology is truly a revolutionary breakthrough. The boss is very optimistic about you."

"It's my honor to be appreciated by the boss." Mo Ru answered as he looked at the old man in front of him who looked a little crazy.

Chief Engineer Wu extended an olive branch to Mo Ru: "Starting tomorrow, you will follow my project team. I believe we will have a pleasant cooperation, Dr. Mo."

"Yes." Mo Ru had no objection to this. What he wanted to accomplish had been successful, and he could do anything from then on.

Consciousness uploading technology is a difficult problem that Yimota focuses on. Ten years ago, it was mainly responsible for Mo Ru's husband. Since her husband passed away ten years ago, Mo Ru took over the project and continued research.

The couple's original intention was to allow their deceased relatives to stay with them in another form.

but···

One day later, Mo Ru accidentally came into contact with Yimota's core files and she was confused.

His own technology seemed to have become Pandora's box in Imota's hands.