Chapter 594 Tombstone (please vote for the super large chapter)
The breeze blew up the decorative plastic leaves on the artificial tree, blowing across the cheeks of passers-by.
The dim yellow sunlight spreads on the wet stone road.
Among the criss-crossing stone roads, there are silent tombstones. These artificially poured imitation stone tombstones are like lonely trees, forming a lonely jungle.
And in the middle of the jungle, stood an equally lonely figure.
He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms, wearing a straight shirt, and carrying a long bone ax and a wooden box on his back. He had a gentle face and seemed to be gentle, and he stood quietly in front of a tombstone.
The breeze blew the broken hair on his forehead, and the setting sun lengthened his shadow along the stone road.
"There seem to be very few people coming to visit the grave today."
A woman wearing a short jacket walked towards him from a distance and said as she walked.
"Today is the day of the midterm elections after all. Everyone is either voting or working."
He Ao stared at the photo on the tombstone in front of him.
This tombstone has obviously gone through the traces of time and is a bit old. Even the specially processed photos seem to have some traces of time.
The man in the photo is smiling and looking ahead, his eyes gentle and kind.
"Have you recovered?"
Hai Xi slowly approached He Ao and asked softly.
"Recovered," He Ao looked back at Hai Xi and responded, "Your potion is indeed very powerful."
When he went to raid the second laboratory, he fought with the officer and subdued the man, and injured his back and shoulder. After that, he didn't have any rest, and went to the wilderness to see Christos. On the way back, he still held on to his injuries while hunting.
Got several strange beasts.
After returning to the city, he painted the magic circle on the wooden box with blood and faced the illusory and hidden existence.
Even a C-level body cannot withstand such consumption.
To be precise, the average C-class is already dead.
Even for He Ao, theoretically, he would need at least half a month of rest and conditioning to recover from such an injury, but with the help of Haixi's potion, it only took him less than a day to fully recover.
Although there are still scars on his back, they have basically not affected his fighting ability.
"As long as it works."
Haixi stopped beside He Ao, stared at the tombstone in front of He Ao, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"
"My father."
He Ao took out a bunch of flowers from his arms and placed them in front of the tombstone.
Hai Xi opened his mouth and finally whispered, "My condolences."
"It's okay," He Ao raised his head and glanced at the setting sun outside the huge glass curtain wall, "He has been gone for many, many years. Many times, I can't remember his appearance without looking at the photos."
Then he slowly turned around and looked at the tombstone next to him, "How is Desank doing now?"
"From yesterday morning to this morning, his voice was completely hoarse. He just drank the medicine I mixed and is resting in the safe house. He has two more speeches tonight."
Haixi answered slowly.
"His speeches have traveled to every major block in Wetterland, and the venues were full. For him, this is a weak light shining in the abyss, so he is not willing to let this light go to waste."
He Ao bent down and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone next to him.
Haixi followed He Ao's movements and looked at the tombstone.
The photo on this tombstone is of a smiling, bookish-looking woman. Different from the serious and dull atmosphere around her, the woman in this photo seems to have sparkling eyes and looks full of energy.
"My mother chose this photo when she was still alive. The photo was taken when she and her father went on vacation before his death."
He Ao raised his head and glanced at the photo, "After her father passed away, she picked this photo over and over again. She said she looked the best in this photo, so she must use this photo.
"When this photo was taken, her father was beside her, holding her hand."
He Ao straightened up, looked at the person with a bright smile in the photo, and smiled softly.
Then he turned around and continued walking along the stone path.
Haixi followed him, took off a silver mechanical bracelet from his wrist, and handed it to him.
This bracelet does not look light. It is made entirely of machinery. There is a small hole on the outside of the bracelet, and a thin metal thread can be vaguely seen in the hole.
"There is a sensor switch on the inside of this bracelet. When you throw your wrist forward, you can pop out the metal wire in the bracelet, and when you pull it back, you can pull the metal wire back. This operation logic is not difficult, but if you want to
You may need to practice to use it flexibly."
This is Haixi's weapon. She came here to find He Ao because He Ao said she wanted to borrow this bracelet to use.
He Ao slowly took the bracelet and said, "Thank you."
"Are you going to use this to tie your bone axe?"
Hai Xi glanced at the bone ax on He Ao's back and asked softly.
When He Ao called to borrow this, he briefly stated his purpose.
"I'm going to see if I can use this to achieve the effect of recovering the thrown axe, so as to gain certain long-range attack capabilities."
He Ao didn't hide it and answered with a smile.
"Then you may need to get used to it more. This kind of control is very demanding,"
Haixi nodded slightly, then she looked at the wooden box next to the bone axe, and asked curiously, "You have been carrying this wooden box for the past two days. Is there any extraordinary item in it?"
"Well," He Ao reached out and touched the wooden box behind him, "it contains the 'body'."
"Husk?"
Haixi was a little confused.
"An extraordinary body that was artificially cast as a container."
He Ao explained softly, then he glanced at the metal wire in the bracelet and asked slowly, "This metal wire doesn't look like an ordinary material."
"This is a weapon passed down from generation to generation by scavengers. It is said to have been passed down from the wilderness era.
"A wizard walking in the wilderness visited the camp of the scavenger ancestors at that time, and used this metal wire to exchange some healing potions with the scavenger priest at that time."
Haixi knew that He Ao didn't want to continue this topic, so he didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he explained as he walked, "At that time, the wilderness was still full of dangerous beasts. This metal wire should not be a product of human technology, but
Made by some supernatural power."
Wizards are the self-proclaimed names of those who pursue the truth in the era of cataclysm. They seek the direction for human civilization in the vast darkness.
Almost no one calls themselves a wizard these days.
"Thanks."
He Ao stopped in front of a tombstone and whispered again.
This is something that has been passed down from generation to generation by the scavengers. It is a relic left by the scavengers’ last priest, the ‘grandpa’ who adopted Hexi.
Judging from his exchanges with Haixi these days, it seems that the 'grandpa' didn't leave many relics.
"Don't worry,"
Haixi smiled and stopped beside He Ao. Her injuries from being chased by Vader were still not fully healed, and her face was still a little pale. "You helped Desank and the scavengers."
, if 'Grandpa' were here, he would give this to you without hesitation."
The sunlight hit her body, outlining her soft yet firm outline.
"I remember you once mentioned to me that there was a Wilderness Wanderer leader in Dawn City who promoted the Wilderness Wanderer Immigration Act."
He Ao looked at the direction of the setting sun and said softly.
"Um,"
Haixi followed He Ao's gaze and looked towards the setting sun. The leaves were swaying in the convection breeze, blocking the sunlight, and mottled shadows fell on her cheeks. "I have always hoped that, like him, I could change the fate of my people."
destiny."
Speaking of this, she smiled softly and said,
"If I have the chance, I really want to visit Chenxi City and see his people. In fact, I still want to meet him. After all, when I was most desperate, he opened the window for me and let a beam of light in.
My dark world, without him, I wouldn’t be where I am today,”
She paused and sighed with regret, "But I asked Christos yesterday and he has indeed died."
"He will be very pleased to see you. As a leader, you have done a good job."
He Ao withdrew his gaze.
Haixi turned her head and looked at He Ao's side face under the sunset. She smiled and said, "Thank you."
Then she raised her wrist and glanced at the time on the bracelet, "Desank's next speech is about to start. Do you want to leave together? Ryan and I are together, and we drove."
"Need not,"
He Ao withdrew his gaze and shook his head, "I drove the car myself, and I have some things to do at night."
"Then I'll go first," Hai Xi waved to He Ao and walked to the elevator nearby, "Goodbye."
He Ao waved goodbye to her.
He Ao didn't look away until the door of the elevator that Hexi was riding closed.
He turned around and looked at the tombstone in front of him. On the tombstone was a woman with a somewhat reserved smile.
Her eyes are like water, quiet and strong.
He Ao took out a bouquet of flowers from his arms and placed them in front of the woman's tombstone.
This is Jace's wife Tini. During Jace's darkest time, it was Tini who supported his world and the last glimmer of light in his life.
Tiny's death also knocked down Jess's last spiritual pillar.
At this moment, He Ao still had a bouquet of flowers in his arms, and he slowly walked to the tombstone next to Tini's cemetery.
This is a blank tombstone.
He Ao paused for a moment and placed the last bouquet of flowers in front of the blank tombstone.
This is the tombstone that 'Jace' prepared for himself.
The wind rustled the plastic flowers and leaves.
He Ao straightened up and slowly walked towards the sunset.
He raised his bracelet, clicked on a voicemail he received this morning, and chose to play it.
Email from Vianna,
Last night, He Ao asked Eve to collect information about possible flaws in the Phoenix system, and finally compiled a lot of data spanning more than ten years. After processing by Eve, he screened out the data that were most likely to be real vulnerabilities and forwarded them to
Vianna analysis and processing.
This email was sent to He Ao by Vianna this morning after processing the data.
"Uncle Jess, I saw the vulnerability data you forwarded to me last night. Most of the vulnerabilities were fixed quickly. Tellison Group acted very quickly, but guess what I found?
"An interesting 'ancestral' vulnerability... The earliest record of this vulnerability was seventeen years ago, when the Phoenix system was just established. In theory, this vulnerability should be fixed soon, but at that time it was
It was not immediately repaired.
"Then, this vulnerability reappeared in a piece of data from fifteen years ago, and the subsequent records were from twelve years ago, ten years ago, eight years ago, and three years ago. This vulnerability has not been repaired.
“But to be precise, this is not a loophole, it can only be said to be a ‘flaw’.
"It does not make the Phoenix system breakable, or affect the final data processing results of the Phoenix system. It only slightly affects one of the computing processes of the Phoenix system.
"And the conditions for it to be triggered are very harsh, and the recurrence rate is very low. Even with the huge data processing volume of Tellison Group, it has only appeared six times in more than ten years, and has never affected
election.
"I suspect that the basic algorithm used by Tellison Group developers when developing the earliest Phoenix system was imperfect, which ultimately led to the emergence of this 'flaw'.
"At that time, Tellison Group probably did not have a better algorithm that could replace this algorithm, or the cost of replacing this algorithm was too high, so even if they discovered this 'flaw', they did not take care of it.
"As the Phoenix system gradually improves, subsequent developers will no longer be able to modify the underlying algorithm code. A large number of normal functions rely on this set of algorithms to run, resulting in the increasing cost of modifying the algorithm, so that it becomes
'Ancestral 'defect'.
"However, Tellison Group has obviously also 'patched' this flaw. In recent years, they have received more and more services and orders, but the number of times this 'flaw' has recurred has become less and less.
"However, I used the conditions that triggered the 'flaw' several times in the data, roughly simulated the algorithm that may be problematic in the Phoenix system, and deduced the real conditions that are very likely to trigger this 'flaw'.
"However, this condition is too harsh. It requires different operators to use certain devices to access the Phoenix system at certain fixed times before it can take effect. I have attached a list of the triggering conditions to the email.
Already.
"But Uncle Jess, if you want to take advantage of this flaw, it may be too late.
“I calculated that it would take at least two thousand operations that meet the conditions to trigger this system flaw.
"This is too difficult. We have to control at least two thousand different devices without letting the Phoenix system detect that these devices are controlled. It's too late for me to develop software now."
The voicemail ends here.
Next was He Ao's reply. His reply was very short, with only one simple sentence, "To meet these requirements, you do not necessarily have to control other people's devices."
It is illegal to use Trojan horse programs to hack into other people's devices.
Sitting in the descending elevator, He Ao raised his bracelet and glanced at the time, 17:13 pm.
Nine hours have passed since Eve took action.
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"Hey, bro, where are you voting? Who are you voting for? Ned?"
In front of a neat row of voting machines, two men were standing there. The man on the left was holding a wine bottle, leaning next to the voting machine, taking a sip, and casually asked the man in work clothes next to him.
There are mostly two ways to choose from in federal elections.
One is to install a specific voting client into your own smart device and vote directly using your own device.
The other is to use fixed voting machines on the street to vote.
"Who's going to vote for Ned? I'm going to vote for Dethank."
The man in overalls quickly selected his voting target, took out his bracelet, and verified his identity.
"Desank? Who is that?"
The man holding the wine bottle swayed around and glanced at the large screens around him, "Is there such a candidate? I haven't even seen his campaign ads."
"have."
The man in overalls glanced at the man with the bottle, raised his bracelet, and played a speech video, "This is his speech video. It seems that he will come here later. If you are interested, you can listen to it."
listen."
"Is he better than Ned?"
The bottle man took a look at the speech video and took a sip of wine.
"So much better than Ned."
The man in work clothes replied casually, "He and Ned are just like each other, Christos, you know that, right?"
"What?"
The bottle man blinked.
"Hey, you can wait until you sober up. I have to go to work."
The man in overalls sighed, fished out three one-federal-dollar bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the opponent's hand. Then he went back and reached out to choose his vote, "You can directly search for Desanke on the Internet and you will see his
video."
"oh."
The bottle man stood up unsteadily and looked at the voting machine in front of him.
At this time, another man came over. The man ignored him, looked at the voting machine, and quickly verified his identity. Just when he was about to vote, his bracelet vibrated.
He raised his bracelet and took a look and found that it was a sales advertisement. Then he quickly closed the bracelet and clicked to vote.
The final voting time is fixed at 17:50:00.
"Desanque, desanque, desanque."
The bottle man turned a page on the voting machine and finally found the name.
He tremblingly chose the name and verified his identity.
Then he staggered along the street carrying the wine bottle, "The house is gone, the home is gone, hehe,"
He looked at Ned's campaign poster on the street, picked up the bottle and threw it over, hitting Ned on the head, splashing red wine. With the sunset, he staggered along the street.
,
"Master Ned, your villa is so beautiful."
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On the TV commercial screen nearby, the host looked at the manuscript in his hand,
"It is reported that during his tenure as a senator, Ned purchased a total of 315 houses, 287 of which were converted into private villas or commercial apartments, and the remaining 28 are still being renovated.
middle.
"All the money for the purchase of these houses will be provided by the Huiermei Charitable Foundation."
Kevin, the progress is a bit slow, I need to take a step back.
