A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Unwilling to admit defeat, Jiang Xia naturally explained the principles of modern cryptography's "formula key," hoping to regain some face.

The difficulty of factoring large integers on a computer, the concept of a public key for encryption and a private key for decryption—all this was thrown at them without regard for whether the other party understood it or not…

Ha, men's damn competitive spirit.

To put it bluntly, the little guy with the ahoge is caught in a dilemma between the highest honor for a boy – “You’re amazing”.

What does "you're really good" mean?

If you can touch that leaf, then you're really good!

If you can pee in that spot, you're amazing!

If you can stir up that hornet's nest, then you're really something!

If you...

"If you can install the decryption program you mentioned on 'Big Yellow Clone,' then you'll be considered amazing!"

Just as Xiao Daimao and Jin Zhentian were having a heated discussion, Zheng interrupted with a somewhat helpless remark.

"Huh? Chief! You already have such a powerful human-computer interface by your side, what need do you have for programs? With my brother's skill level, he could crack it in a minute, right?"

Yes, after Jin Zhentian said "You're really amazing," Xiao Daimao started calling him "brother."

Hehe, taking Jinzhen with me when I go out is like carrying a portable "computer"! Jinzhen, help me calculate the standard line of the gear. Jinzhen, help me check if this solution for the Cartesian curve is correct...

It has a lot of emotional value.

Of course, this is all just Little Dumb Hair's opinion. Given the current situation in China, he's probably the only one who can wander around freely...

"Hey, he can decipher it, but the relevant information still needs to be verified, right? Other people can't calculate it as quickly as he can..."

Oh, I see. Intelligence work absolutely cannot afford the slightest mistake!

"Oh, that's easy. Is that modem still installed? I'll just write it down and send it over..."

Wait, no, "Big Yellow" is still at home, not at the factory...

However, based on Zheng's words "You're really something," I'll do whatever it takes to get it done for him today!

"Jinzhen, I saw your big yellow dog last time. It's a fully-trained breed. Anyway, all that stuff about formulas and keys I mentioned is computer-based. I'll teach you a tool, and you can write the program yourself, okay?"

Jin Zhen hesitated for a moment, "No need, right? Since you said the RSA algorithm is based on 'large integer prime factorization' for encryption, I should be able to calculate it quickly..."

As she spoke, Jin Zhen glanced around at her colleagues, none of whom looked up.

"Pah! I do know that the integer 26 can be factored into the product of two prime numbers, 2 and 13, which is 500! I can't calculate that!"

It is unclear who said it in a low voice, but of course, as soon as these words were spoken, they immediately drew a stern look from Zheng.

But Jinzhen still heard it, and a strange sense of loneliness began to swirl around him again.

500? It's just 500 = 22 x 53, so why is it considered difficult to calculate?

A genius, after all, is bound to be a little arrogant; as for external things, he only trusted the pen in his hand. But looking around at his colleagues still doing calculations, he finally nodded.

"Okay! What kind of tool is it?"

"C programming language!"

Which C?

"The C in China!"

Hearing Jiang Xia's explanation, Jin Zhen's eyes lit up. "The C in China! I want to learn it! I'm sure I can learn it well!"

"Let's start by compiling this transcoding software!"

"Okay!"

"Say it again before that, and you'll be considered clever!"

Jin Zhen's already racing mind suddenly became a little confused upon hearing this. Didn't we already say Jiang Gong was amazing? Is there a difference between "you're really amazing" and "you're just pretty good"?

Jin Zhen didn't understand, but out of admiration for Jiang Xia, he obediently spoke up as he was told.

"You win! You win! You win!"

Hehehe, not bad, not bad, a quick learner. Important things should be said three times. This kid has figured it out without a teacher!

Jiang Xia's previously slumped-over hair stood on end. The ancients were right, this really is "spiritual food"! Come on, let's get the program compiled!

……

Just as Jiang Xia was struggling to explain how to write the program over the phone, the director of Bureau 701 on the other end of the line became somewhat anxious.

"Jinzhen, you brat, why aren't you taking notes? What are you doing just mumbling? What if you make a mistake? A bad pen is worse than a good memory!"

"We finally managed to get those people to talk..."

The 701 chief glanced at the sunglasses-wearing man who was once again acting as the "steam engine," and asked, "Can you hear the microphone?"

"What's there to not hear! I'm a Wind Listener! I can detect the presence of enemy stations from radio waves..."

"Okay, read it aloud softly, and a few people come over to write it down!"

The researchers nearby immediately moved their small tables and gathered around, all staring intently at the man in sunglasses, waiting for him to speak.

"I do not……"

"You...what did you say?"

"No! I'm trying to identify enemy radio stations, not to be a broken record. For such a low-level task, you could just use a tape recorder..."

As he spoke, the man in sunglasses raised his head high, turned around, and walked away quickly...

Chief 701 slapped his forehead. "What the hell did I do to deserve this? To run into a bunch of problem kids like you... By the time I get the tape recorder back from the equipment department, it'll be too late!"

Suddenly, the bureau chief had a flash of inspiration.

"If you can completely relay what you hear, then I'll consider you amazing!"

The man in sunglasses, like a skewed steam train, came back, puffing out white smoke.

"One time isn't enough, I want three!"

……

……

I'm so tired. Tomorrow I'm changing the 701 Bureau's sign to "Mental Hospital"! The bureau chief really wants to swear...

……

After explaining how to write the program, Jiang Xia rubbed his ears, which were red from the heat, and bid farewell to Jin Zhen in a friendly manner.

"Alright! Let's talk again next time. First, transcribe the program into Big Yellow's clone. If there are any errors, we'll debug it!"

"Okay! I'll go right away. Hmm... can I treat you to dinner?"

"Oh ho, you're starting to show some humanity! Okay, when are we eating?"

"Hmm, not recently. If this program works well, I'd like to focus on deciphering the telegrams received along the coast. The communication volume there has surged recently, I estimate..."

"Stop! Basically, you mean we can meet up again when we're free! I get it!"

"Okay! Let's meet up sometime! My wife's cooking is amazing, I'll prepare two plates of meat dishes for you then!"

"Okay, I got it. Wait! You have a wife?"

Jiang Xia opened his mouth in surprise. No way, you, a superhuman, are already married?

"Yes! I..."

"My wife is so wonderful, she even does my laundry..."

"Stop! Goodbye!"

Jiang Xia angrily hung up the phone. "Is there no justice in this world?"

How can someone like this find a wife?

Huh? Could this have been sent by the organization...?

As Jiang Xia walked on his way to find food, the more he thought about it, the more sense it made.

Why didn't you send me one?

Hmph! Not Xixi.

The rumbling of his stomach echoed Little Dumb Hair's sentiment. But it also served as a reminder: if he didn't find something to eat soon, he might go on strike at any moment!

"Enduring hunger is a virtue. You have to consider the influence of the larger environment..." Jiang Xia comforted it gently while rubbing its belly.

I don't know if I was talking to my stomach or trying to hypnotize myself.

Having finally arrived at the second canteen, Jiang Xia was relieved to see that the kitchen lights were still on: "I won't starve!"

Entering the kitchen: "Master Chef Nan Yi, come quickly and save my life!"

"Hey! Big Wang? Did you fall into the flour jar?"