Chapter 84 - Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Studio Blueprint (1/2)

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Studio Blueprint

Fang Cheng stepped out of the police station at noon.

Anling City was bathed in scorching sunlight, the glass curtain walls of tall buildings reflected dazzling light, the streets were bustling with traffic, and the air in both the main and side streets was hot and teeming with noise.

Fang Cheng paid no attention to this hustle and bustle, driving alone back to Jintang Network Security Company.

He reported to the general manager about today’s events at the first opportunity.

Afterward.

Fang Cheng returned to his office, closed the door, sat in the comfortable ergonomic chair, his whole back pressed against the chair’s back, elbows resting on the arms of the chair, palms supporting his jaw.

In his heart, he recalled everything that had happened this morning.

At this moment, his emotions were very subtle, very complex.

Especially when he thought of the bright red flags standing on AW’s computer screen, another indescribable feeling quietly took root in his heart, like a flutter.

Indeed, the situation this morning was beyond imagination.

Even more exciting than any hacker novel he had written.

“It’s been a long time since I last checked the group.”

Fang Cheng touched his shiny forehead, smiled wryly at himself, and then opened the QQ group that he hadn’t opened for a long time.

The “Crazy Keyboard” reader group, a full two thousand people.

“Huh?”

As soon as Fang Cheng opened QQ, he saw the message count notification next to the “Crazy Keyboard” reader group chat window: 99+.

The group had been dead for a long time because he hadn’t written anything for a while.

But now, there were so many messages?

Driven by curiosity, Fang Cheng clicked into the group.

[The God of Hackers is too strong!]

[Not even the old writer Fang Cheng can come up with plots like this!]

[I can’t believe it’s actually happening in reality!]

[Hurry up and @Fang Cheng to come out, let him find some inspiration from this, or we wouldn’t know where these guys died off to, not writing at all.]

[…]

Fang Cheng grinned sheepishly and secretly scrolled through the earlier chat logs.

Turns out.

The group was so active today because a few people had watched ‘Lena’s’ live stream on Dark Live, then vividly recounted the battle of the gods in the group.

[Who do you guys think could have done this in China?]

[I feel like after this battle, the wave of hacker culture in the country is going to rise again!]

[Yeah, the last time it was booming was when the Red Hacker Alliance made its move.]

[He has made the novel plots in my mind come true!]

[I can’t imagine, is he really just one person?]

[@Fang Cheng, did you do this?]

Fang Cheng, sneaking a peek at the chat logs, twitched the corner of his mouth and thought, “Where would I get such skills?”

[Yo ho! Brothers, the old writer has risen from the dead!]

[I knew you didn’t have the skills, just wanted to rag on you, haha!]

[@Fang Cheng, a question for you, do you think there’s any chance you could compare with the God of Hackers?]

Fang Cheng chuckled, “Comparing myself with him, if I may be so bold, I am but a hair!”

The atmosphere in the group suddenly became lively.

People who hadn’t shown up in a long time started popping up again in the group.

Fang Cheng felt as if he had recaptured the feeling he had when he first started writing, with excitement surging in his heart and his blood still hot.

He chatted in the group for a long time and also thought for a long time.