nyslfriends Chapter 9: Launching a quantum satellite to avoid lag while playing games, which incidentally caused
Chapter 9: Launching a quantum satellite to avoid lag while playing games, which incidentally caused
Lin Xian stared at the disconnection message flashing on the screen, his brows furrowed into a deep knot.
He hates nothing more than having his internet cable unplugged when he's really into a game.
Mu Xiaotian, barefoot, frantically typed on the keyboard, trying to switch to a backup network.
After pressing the Enter key dozens of times, she desperately buried her face in her hands and collapsed onto the table.
"Boss, it's hopeless. The excavator from the town next door that's repairing the road has cut the main fiber optic cable again."
"The telecom company said the earliest they could get it connected was tomorrow morning."
Lin Xian threw the mouse onto the table with a crisp "snap".
With such a terrible internet speed, how can you expect him to comfortably lie down and climb the ranks?
He summoned the system panel in his mind and directly opened the points redemption mall.
My gaze swept over rows of gleaming, high-tech blueprints, finally settling on a small silver cube in the corner.
"A miniature quantum communication satellite, priced at 10,000 comfort points."
"Global coverage with no blind spots, zero network latency, and comes with a stealth coating for counter-surveillance."
Lin Xian clicked the redemption button without hesitation, and his account points were deducted instantly.
A palm-sized silver metal cylinder appeared out of nowhere in my palm, and it was quite heavy.
The surface of the cylinder is engraved with intricate blue glowing patterns, making it look like a large firecracker.
Lin Xian, carrying this thing, strolled leisurely towards the open-air backyard of the internet cafe, kicking his flip-flops.
Su Qinghan, holding a cup of hand-ground coffee, followed curiously.
The lace hem of her French maid outfit swayed slightly as she walked, sparking the imagination.
Xia Anran also peeked out, her cat-eared maid outfit tail swishing back and forth behind her.
"Hey bro, what are you doing with that giant firework? Setting it off in broad daylight?"
Mu Xiaotian, clutching half a bag of potato chips, ran barefoot to the backyard door frame to watch the commotion.
Lin Xian ignored them and walked to the flat bluestone slab in the center of the backyard.
He placed the metal cylinder neatly at one end and casually pressed the red start button on top.
"Everyone step back a bit, be careful not to make a face."
Su Qinghan's hand, holding the coffee cup, froze in mid-air, a smirk playing on her lips.
As the CEO of a multinational corporation, what cutting-edge technology products haven't she seen?
This inconspicuous lump of iron, at most it makes a sound and emits a little white smoke.
She was about to make a few teasing remarks to Lin Xian when the bottom of the silver cylinder suddenly burst open.
The blinding, dark blue plasma tail flame spewed out like a fire dragon.
The violent airflow instantly sent the fallen leaves in the yard flying everywhere.
The gust of air suddenly lifted Su Qinghan's skirt, and she was so frightened that she quickly bent down to cover herself.
The coffee in my hand spilled all over the floor, and a few drops of brown stains were also splashed on my white stockings.
With a deafening sonic boom, the microsatellite transformed into a streak of light and shot straight into the sky.
A long blue contrail was forcibly cleaved in the sky, even suppressing the glaring sunlight.
The middle-aged women passing by outside were so frightened that they fell to the ground, breaking several eggs in their baskets.
Xia Anran covered her ears and stared blankly at the sky with her little face upturned.
The streak of light disappeared completely outside the atmosphere in less than three seconds.
At the very same second that the miniature quantum satellite entered geosynchronous orbit and deployed its solar panels.
At the Pentagon's cybersecurity center, far across the Pacific Ocean, the highest level of air raid sirens blared.
Hundreds of huge surveillance screens simultaneously flashed blood-red skull warning boxes.
"Sir! An unknown signal source has forcibly breached our highest defense node!"
"The other side gained access to all our confidential databases in just 0.01 seconds!"
The white-haired general, adorned with medals, didn't even notice that his cigar had fallen onto his crotch and burned a hole in it.
He grabbed the technical director by the collar, his eyes bulging like saucers about to pop out.
"Investigate! Even if it's an alien invasion, you have to find out the IP address of the signal source!"
Meanwhile, the headquarters of Silicon Valley tech giants and the center of Europe's underground hacker alliances were in complete chaos.
In that instant, every device connected to the Internet around the world was forcibly replaced as a communication node for this quantum satellite.
Hundreds of top hackers, who are usually arrogant and aloof, were sweating profusely as they typed away at their keyboards.
They tried to track this domineering and unreasonable ghostly signal source.
The coordinate indicators on the screen jumped wildly, crossing oceans and national borders.
Ultimately, the red coordinate point was locked onto a remote town called Qingshui County in a large Eastern country.
The world's hidden capital and internet giants were in an uproar at this moment.
Countless agents and commercial spies received a death order and rushed to buy plane tickets to this little-known county town overnight at exorbitant prices.
The culprit behind this global internet earthquake was stretching in an ergonomic chair at an internet cafe.
Lin Xian put his headphones back on and looked at the huge green number zero in the upper right corner of the screen.
Even if you brought in all the hackers in the world to download the file together, his internet speed wouldn't fluctuate by even a millisecond.
"Sweetie, stop daydreaming and log in now to help me spawn-camp those noobs on the other side."
Mu Xiaotian held a potato chip in her hand, watching the computer screen instantly restore the image to a clarity so sharp that even the texture of the grass blades was visible.
She swallowed hard, and the way she looked at Lin Xian completely changed.
She just witnessed her boss release a firework in the backyard.
Then the network in that crappy internet cafe suddenly ascended to the realm of gods.
This isn't some bankrupt internet cafe administrator; this is clearly a living god descended to earth to experience life.
She quickly sat back down, her little hands flying across the keyboard, afraid of being fired if she didn't perform well.
Su Qinghan leaned against the bar counter, pulling out a tissue to wipe the coffee stains off her stockings.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Lin Xian's broad back.
Even a tiny crumb that this man casually picked up could be enough for her former company to earn for several lifetimes.
She crumpled the tissue into a ball and tossed it precisely into the trash can, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.
With Lin Xian as her backer, all those family elders in Shanghai who wanted to take her back for a marriage alliance are nothing but a bunch of clowns.
In the game, the character controlled by Lin Xian is like a god of death descending upon the land.
With zero latency, every action he took was precise to the limit of the physics engine.
The five wealthy players on the opposing team had just respawned and left the fountain when Lin Xian shot them all in the head.
A large, glittering "Penta Kill" special effects animation pops up in the center of the screen.
Lin Xian patted the keyboard with satisfaction, then picked up his juice and took a big gulp.
"This game isn't challenging, and there's no sense of accomplishment even when you win."
Just as he was about to exit the game's results screen.
The rusty iron door at the back of the internet cafe, usually used for garbage collection, emitted a sickening metallic scraping sound.
Someone outside cautiously pushed the door open, as if testing whether anyone was guarding it.
The door was pushed open a crack, and a head peeked in furtively.
The woman wore dark sunglasses that almost covered most of her face, and a floral scarf was wrapped around her head.
She wore a full-face medical blue mask, revealing only a small portion of her fair forehead.
Even if she's wrapped up like a zongzi (a type of rice dumpling) that can't be seen in the light, it can't hide her curvaceous and alluring figure.
The woman bent over and tiptoed in.
Her hands were gripping two huge woven snakeskin bags tightly, the bags bulging with what heavy objects they were filled with.
She braced her back against the iron gate and let out a long, exhausted breath.
Mu Xiaotian turned her head and looked at this strange uninvited guest, then silently grabbed a broom for self-defense.
Xia Anran was so frightened that she hid behind Lin Xian, clutching his clothes tightly and not daring to make a sound.
The woman took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes that were red and swollen like walnuts, with tear stains still clinging to the corners of her eyes.
Lin Xian turned around in his gaming chair, looked at the strangely dressed woman, and raised an eyebrow.
This big star isn't filming her reality show "Transformation" at the village entrance anymore, but instead running around the back door of this internet cafe to work as a junk collector?
Chu Yiyi threw the heavy snakeskin bag to the ground, making a dull metallic clang.
"Lin Xian, I stole the director's entire car repair toolbox. Can you teach me how to build a mecha?"