Chapter 593 Tombstone (Please Vote for the Super Large Chapter)

Chapter 594 Tombstone (please vote for the super large chapter)

The breeze blew the decorative plastic leaves on the fake trees and blew them across the faces of passers-by.

The dim yellow sunlight spreads on the wet stone pavement.

Among the criss-crossing stone roads, there are silent tombstones. These artificially cast 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 looked gentle, and he stood quietly in front of a tombstone.

The breeze blew the broken hair on his forehead, and the setting sun stretched 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 forward, his eyes gentle and kind.

"Have you recovered?"

Haixi 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 continued to hunt with his injuries. Got several strange beasts.

After returning to the city, he painted the magic circle on the wooden box with blood, facing the illusory and hidden existence.

Even a C-level body cannot withstand such consumption.

To be precise, the average C-level 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.

Haixi 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?"

"His voice was completely hoarse from yesterday morning to this morning. He just drank the medicine I prepared 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 faint 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 there, 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. When you pull it back, you can pull the metal wire back. This operation logic is not difficult, but if you want to It may take some 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, "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 roughly 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,"

Hai Xi nodded slightly, then she looked at the wooden box next to the bone axe and asked curiously, "You have been carrying this wooden box these two days. Is there any extraordinary item in it?"

"Well," He Ao reached out and touched the wooden box behind him, "It contains a 'body'."

"Body?"

Hai Xi was a little confused.

"A supernatural body that was artificially cast as a container."

He Ao explained softly, then he looked at the metal wire in the bracelet and asked slowly, "This metal wire does not 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 ancestors of the scavengers at that time and used this metal wire to exchange some healing potions from the scavenger priests at that time."

Hai Xi knew that He Ao did not want to continue this topic, so he did not ask further, but explained while walking, "At that time, the wilderness was full of dangerous beasts. This metal wire should not be a product of human technology, but made by some extraordinary power. "

Wizards are the self-proclaimed names of those who pursued the truth in the era of the Great Cataclysm. They sought direction for human civilization in the vast darkness.

Now almost no one calls themselves wizards.

"Thank you."

He Ao stopped in front of a tombstone and whispered again.

This is something passed down from generation to generation by the scavengers, that is, the relics left by the previous priest of the scavengers, the 'grandfather' who adopted Hai Xi.

From his communication with Hai Xi these days, it seems that the 'grandfather' did not leave many relics.

"Don't worry," Hai Xi smiled and stopped at He Ao's side. In fact, the wounds she had been chased by Wade before were not fully healed, and her face was still a little pale. "You helped Desank and the scavengers. If the 'grandfather' was here, he would give this to you without hesitation. "

The sun hit her body, outlining a weak and firm outline.

"I remember you once mentioned to me that there was a leader of the wilderness wanderers in Dawn City who promoted the immigration bill for wilderness wanderers. "

He Ao looked at the direction of the setting sun and said softly.

"Well,"

Hai Xi followed He Ao's gaze and looked at the setting sun. The leaves swayed in the convection breeze, blocking the sunlight, and mottled shadows fell on her cheeks. "I have always hoped that I could change the fate of my people like him."

Speaking of this, she smiled softly,

"If there is a chance, I really want to go to Chenxi City to 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 shine into my dark world. Without him, I would not be able to get to this point today,"

She paused and sighed with some regret, "But I asked Christos yesterday, he has indeed sacrificed,"

"He will be very pleased to see you. As a leader, you have done a good job."

He Ao retracted his gaze.

Hai Xi turned her head and looked at He Ao's profile in the sunset. She smiled, "Thank you. "Then she raised her wrist and looked at the time on the bracelet, "Desank's next speech is about to start, do you want to leave together? Ryan and I will go together, we will drive." "No need," He Ao retracted his gaze and shook his head, "I drove by myself, and I have something to do in the evening." "Then I'll go first," Hai Xi waved to He Ao and walked towards the elevator on the side, "Goodbye. "

He Ao waved goodbye to her.

He Ao didn't look away until the elevator door of Hai Xi closed.

He turned to look at the tombstone in front of him. On the tombstone was a woman with a somewhat restrained smile.

Her eyes were like water, calm and strong.

He Ao took out a bouquet of flowers from his arms and placed it 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 dawn of his life.

Tini's death also knocked down Jace's last spiritual pillar.

At this moment, there was still a bouquet of flowers left in He Ao's arms. He slowly walked to the tombstone next to Tini's grave.

This is a blank tombstone.

He Ao paused for a moment and placed the last bouquet of flowers in front of this blank tombstone.

This is the tombstone that "Jace" prepared for himself.

The wind blew up the plastic flowers and leaves, rustling.

He Ao stood up and slowly walked towards the sunset.

He raised his bracelet, clicked on a voicemail he received this morning, and chose to play it.

The email came from Vianna.

Last night, He Ao asked Eve to collect the possible flaws of the Phoenix system. Finally, a large amount of data spanning more than ten years was collected. After Eve processed it, the data that was most likely to be the real vulnerability was screened out and forwarded to Vianna for analysis and processing.

And this email was sent to He Ao by Vianna this morning after processing the data.

"Uncle Jess, I looked at the vulnerability data you forwarded to me last night. Most of the vulnerabilities were fixed quickly. The Trison Group acted 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 quickly, but it was not fixed immediately at that time.

“Then, this vulnerability reappeared in a piece of data from fifteen years ago, and the following records were from twelve years ago, ten years ago, eight years ago, and three years ago. This vulnerability has not been fixed.

“But to be precise, this is not a loophole, it can only be said to be a ‘flaw’.

“It cannot make the Phoenix system be broken, or affect the final data processing results of the Phoenix system, it will only slightly affect 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 change the underlying algorithm code. A large number of normal functions rely on this set of algorithms to run, resulting in an 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 conditions required for triggering to the email. .

“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."

So much for the voicemail.

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 in the afternoon.

Nine hours had 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 vote using fixed voting machines on the street.

"Who's going to vote for Ned? I'm going to vote for Dethank."

The man in overalls quickly selected his vote, 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 this 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.

"Much better than Ned."

The man in overalls replied casually, "He and Ned are just like each other, Christos, you know that, right?"

"What?"

The bottle man blinked.

"Hey, just sober up and talk. 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 other person's hand. Then he went back and reached out to choose his vote, "You can just search for Desank on the Internet and you can 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 wristband and took a look and saw that it was a sales advertisement. Then he quickly closed the wristband and clicked to vote.

The final voting time is fixed at 17:50:00.

"Desanc, desanc, desanc."

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 bottle of wine, "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 advertising 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.

"The money for the purchase of these houses was entirely provided by the Wilmer Charitable Foundation."

Kevin, the progress is a bit slow, I need to take a step back.

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