Bit Mania [Hacking]

Five minutes later, there were several coughing first in the Internet cafe, followed by an unpleasant smell of burnt electronic components, and someone yelled "The machine is burning!" Looking through the earphones, I saw a young man with dyed blond hair gloatingly pointing at the opposite person, and the pointed young man also stood up at the same time, quickly went around the back of the machine, and unplugged the power with a knife in his hand. Wire.

Most people would not touch the power cord, it was covered with a thick layer of dust, with a "creak", the dust flew up, the man pulled it out forcefully, the dust and burnt smell made him cough again and again, white His face was also flushed, and the person next to him seemed to be his companion, so he quickly helped him up and let him breathe.

"What's wrong?..." Xing Chu quickly stepped forward, carrying a plastic bag: "What are you doing..."

"I..." Zixin's face was still in shock: "The hard disk is burned!"

"It's so hot, it's normal for the hard disk to burn out..." Xing Chu said naturally, but suddenly stopped in the middle of the sentence: "You mean..."

Octo, the world's number one hacker, made a low-level mistake of not being able to control the temperature of the hard disk?

"Someone threw a hardware-destroying virus at me!" Zixin grabbed Xingchu's arm and emphasized: "Destroying hardware! This kind of attack is too rare, and usually viruses are aimed at computer programs... I can't even react , the computer hardware was burnt in a row... Fortunately, the chip you gave me was not plugged into it, otherwise..."

Having said that, he was silent for a while and did not continue, but Xingchu knew what the other party wanted to express.

——Otherwise, the "Roster of Gods" would probably have been burnt together with it at this time.

"Hardware virus..." Xingchu frowned deeply, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Do you know the other party's ID?"

"It seems to be called Kerai," Zixin replied, "It looks so familiar, but I can't remember who it is at all."

"...Kerai!" Sure enough, it was him.

I should have thought of it long ago, how could there be no such person in the memorabilia of 98!

This year, a virus named CIH caused killing damage to hundreds of millions of computers around the world. It was not like most viruses that usually caused problems such as data loss or program errors. It can be eliminated, but this CIH is an existence that can truly "eat machines"!

And the hacker who invented it is also the only person in human history who created a virus capable of destroying computer hardware. He is known as the "father of hardware viruses"—a role that can be called "father". And know.In later generations, any security expert or hacker will be familiar with that person's name - Chen Weiling, a computer genius from Taiwan.

How could such a demon be offended?Rao is at the beginning of the trip, and I also feel that things are getting a little out of hand.

Not only that, but there are more pressing problems entangled with them at this time.There was a sound like popping beans behind the three of them. Looking back at Xingchu, he couldn't help sighing, and saw the owner of the Internet cafe standing behind five or six muscular burly men, looking at them with a smirk on his face: "Tell me The machine in the Internet cafe is on fire, are you going to lose money or your life?"

"Of course it's losing money!" The three replied in unison.

"That's good," the boss stretched out his hand: "The burning is really thorough...Hmph, 2 yuan, not a penny less."

"A computer worth three thousand at most..." Zi Xin murmured softly, the other party's face turned cold, and at the beginning of the trip, he quickly reached out his hand, Zheng Xiu also pulled the person behind him, and asked, "It's impossible to carry 2 yuan in cash with you, and you can swipe your card with you." Ok."

"Have you ever seen an Internet cafe and a POS machine?"

"Then I'll go outside to get the money now."

Hearing this, the owner of the Internet cafe seemed to have heard a big joke, and took off the peaked cap on his head, revealing his bare head: "Let you run away, I'm not so stupid, let's see what time it is, The bank closes at five o'clock, where do you go to withdraw money!"

"ATM machine..."

Zheng Xiu had only spoken half a word before Xing Chu angrily stopped him: "Come on, it's not so easy to find an ATM machine in this day and age."

The three of them are not bad-tempered about the boss's blackmail, but after all, they have nothing to do with burning the computer, and considering that their identity is sensitive, and they are not short of money, one thing more is worse than one thing less, Xing Chu sighed, Let yourself discuss with the other party calmly: "That's better than this, let me write a firewall for your Internet cafe as compensation..."

"Only your level can burn the machine?" The boss snorted disdainfully: "Don't tell me that the firewall should be built with cement."

Xingchu choked, only to hear Zheng Xiu satirizing him: "How much is a broken software written by you worth?"

"Do you know how many top institutions ask me to write programs for them, and if I write codes for one night, it will be enough for you to sell a hundred sheep!" Someone retorted angrily.

"Really, put yourself and the sheep in the same position, Qi Xingchu, your only advantage is that you are very self-aware."

"I think you are fooling around!" The bald boss heard more and more wrong, what kind of sheep sellers, this group of people can't be from some rural area, and they don't know how to use computers at all: "Actually, you don't pay at all. , then I'll forget it with other compensation!"

"...Then what do you say?"

The boss looked the three of them up and down, and slapped his mouth: "Use your flesh to pay off the debt!"

After finishing the words, Zixin was still digesting the meaning, and Zheng Xiu and Xingchu's expressions changed.

Zheng Xiu pushed Xing Chu without hesitation: "Give him a bet, the one for life, and you don't have to pay it back if you waste it casually." He returned and held Zixin: "He and I will leave first."

Xingchu was caught off guard by him and staggered. Hearing Zheng Xiu's words, his face turned blue. The bald boss and his five strong men just looked at him dully and turned around and grabbed Zheng Xiu's collar. The opponent's struggle dragged him in front of them, showing a gritted smile: "There is a saying that rare goods can be lived in. This guy is an imported product, and it can be worth a lot of money."

"Why can't I understand what you are talking about?" Zixin was taken aback by the sudden tension between the two.

"I don't understand either." The bald boss asked someone to forcefully separate the two guys who seemed to be about to fight for some reason: "None of them can escape. From now on, work and run errands for me in the Internet cafe until you get the 2 yuan." Do enough, or go to the bank with my brother to withdraw money tomorrow during the day!"

Just working errands?The two of them who had been torn apart and did not forget to throw eyes at each other were stunned, and they both fell silent, and their expressions were not very good-looking.

Seeing that the fight did not end, the people in the Internet cafe withdrew their attention in disappointment, and continued to play their own games. They threw a rag and a big black garbage bag to Qi with their bald heads: "Go, give me the table. Take away all the rubbish on the toilet." He raised his chin to Zheng and said, "Go wash the toilet."

Finally, he stuffed a broom into Zixin's hand, and pointed in the direction of the box: "You don't seem to have much strength, so just sweep those boxes for me."

The three of them worked hard. There were four boxes, one big, three small, and the workload was not too heavy. Zixin walked into the first room with a broom, and a group of young people were copying StarCraft online. A certain person has no free time to play any games on weekdays, but he is actually very curious in his heart, so he watched the group of young people playing with great interest while sweeping the floor, but after a while he felt that it was not interesting.

He found sadly that out of professional habits, those venom monsters and aircraft carriers were automatically translated into codes and computer graphics in his eyes.

After being bored, he stopped looking and began to sweep the floor, but after a while, there was a curse not far away, he raised his head, and a fat young man was beating hard on the computer desk in front of him: "Why did it restart automatically again! Garbage computer!"

Zixin glanced at the computer screen that was bootstrapping the system, and said in a low voice: "Shutdown is set to restart every half an hour, just reset it..." I don't know which sinister ghost used up this I set a timer to restart my computer. Many noobs who don't understand computers will complain that they have a virus when they encounter this situation. In fact, this is just a function of the Win system.

The fat man turned his head when he heard the sound, only to realize that there was someone here: "Huh? Is it the network administrator, come and help me."

"I'm not……"

"Hurry up, hurry up, stop talking!" The fat young man pushed Zixin onto his chair without saying a word.

"Oh..." Someone couldn't stand up as soon as he sat in front of the computer, his hands were naturally glued to the keyboard, he quickly entered a line of instructions, and checked this simple line of code three times as if delaying time. Reluctantly returned the seat to the other party: "Okay."

The fat man asked back, "So fast?"

"Don't worry." Zixin picked up the broom that fell on the ground and continued to pay the debt with his body.

The fat man looked at him strangely, and sighed, "This Internet cafe is really poor, and the network manager even acts as a guest cleaner..."

"No," someone tried to explain the truth to the other party with his poor language skills: "It is the cleaner who cameo as the network administrator."

Afterwards, I scanned two small private rooms and solved two small problems for people. When I came out, I looked up at the clock. It was almost two o'clock in the morning. I rolled up my sleeves and was helping a bastard who knocked over a Coke. Er wiped the table, and the poorer Zheng Xiu couldn't see anyone at all, probably still fighting in the toilet, Zixin twisted the muscles in his shoulders, and kept his head down to sweep the floor, which made his neck sore.

Seeing the boss's eyes staring at him, he reluctantly picked up the broom and walked to the last stop of the night - the private room.