Chapter 139: Puppet Machine (2/2)

The last bone is indeed the most difficult bone to gnaw. After a round of confrontation, the more than 100 puppet machines controlled by Qin Ke have been blocked by half, and fewer than 70 can serve as the vanguard.

The building has tight defenses. Except for the machines for them, the rest are physically isolated and cannot be controlled for the time being. Compared with the usual manipulation of 20,000 or 30,000 puppet machines, these are really too few, but the advantage is that they can get more attention from the owner, as well as optimization in several assaults.

Qin Ke licked his lips, the night had just begun.

”This attack is different from the previous one!” Han Yichen sat behind Old Ape, dangling the bread while eating, widening his eyes, ”Fuck, isn't this a hooligan? When did he hack into Xiaodong's computer? It's gone! Old Ape, don't you care what that child might think?”

Old Ape said: ”Go, go and sleep, it's not your turn to change shifts yet.”

Han Yichen refused to leave, so he rolled up his sleeves.

Old Ape had to say: ”Xia Ye’s idea.”

Han Yichen stopped and took a closer look at the screen on Old Ape’s side. Suddenly he became excited again: ”Honeypot? You can do it, when will it be arranged?”

Old Ape was too busy to return to him, but Xia Ye looked more leisurely, even though he was still sitting, and he didn't seem to be flustered.

Han Yichen poured a cup of tea and leaned over to ask him. Xia Ye glanced at him and said: ”There is something special in Old Ape’s computer. When you log in to it, you are tacitly agreeing that it has also obtained all your authorizations at the same time. ”

Han Yichen nodded. He also suffered from this loss back then, thinking that he had hacked Old Ape’s computer, but he didn't expect that he had been seen.

Xia Ye: ”Do you know who designed this in the first place?”

Han Yichen's eyes shook, and he looked to the side and whispered, ”It wouldn’t have been…you?”

A new round of charge began, and Xia Ye did not answer him.

Old Ape answered for him and nodded cheerfully, ”Yes, this is the beginning of Lao Xia's trust in me.”

Han Yichen: ”…”

Comrade Xiao Han was about to fall apart. How can this be trust! This is clearly information sharing, and it's all monitoring!

Old Ape doesn't think so. He knows what happened to Xia Ye back then, and how difficult it was to regain this trust on the Internet, and there was nothing that he couldn't open, so it didn't matter.

Compared to being Xia Ye's friend, those imaginary ones are nothing, and Xia Ye only stared at him in the first few years. After they were friends, he didn't do that anymore.

Han Yichen thought for a while, then turned around, and asked a soul question: ”Why didn't you do that to me? Why didn't Lao Xia look at my computer?”

Old Ape proudly said: ”Hey, when you are like Xia Ye, he must choose a good one, at least it has to have connotations like mine.”

Han Yichen was indignant: ”Just your sour poems!”

”You peeked at the poem I wrote again!”

The two murmured a few words until Xia Ye spoke.

”It's online.”

When these words came out, it was not only Old Ape and Han Yichen, but also the other people in the room. Han Yichen asked, ”Is it going to be finished?”

”Yeah, it's already started.”

Xiaodong is short, so he leaned closer and looked at the screen and asked, ”Brother Xia, the other party has so many cameras, and my computer has been taken over. What are we going to do next?”

Xia Ye asked him: ”Have you ever seen a martial arts fighter? Just return it the way it came from.”