Chapter 668 [Chapter of the Fatal Game] One Hundred and Seventeen: The Darkest Moment

Chen Yan looked at more and more abnormal codes and suddenly understood that he was not just facing a few hacker teams, but an entire army.

They organized their way into the server, occupying server modules one after another, from software domain names to hardware gateways. They gained control of the server through orderly attacks and worm intrusions, and continued to move toward the location of the server itself.

Worse things soon happened——

The door to the newspaper's server room was pushed open, and several armed policemen walked in. In just a few breaths, they captured the programmers and newspaper staff.

The physical server was controlled, and each channel of the simulator was taken over one by one by programmers who came in behind the military police.

Chen Yan felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

The data server, which was built by countless people with countless efforts, was about to be completely overthrown, but what he wanted to do was not finished yet.

He didn't know how much time he had. He only knew that he had to leave something behind, at least so that some people could see it before the server was completely controlled and the knowledge was completely deleted.

So, he entered the forum again, looked at the fewer and fewer posts in the forum, and updated his post in the top post of the forum:

"The ultimate solution to the situation created by DLC"

In the post, there is a video recorded by Chen Yan using his real image.

It was his first time doing something like this, so he was inevitably a little panicked. Even if he expressed his wishes in the form of data, he would inevitably stumble due to nervousness.

"My original intention of making "Strike Simulator" was to test whether [strike] is inevitable."

After saying this, he was surprised that he had calmed down.

"In a fit of rage, I codified the underlying logic of the simulator, set up constants, and put it on the server, allowing everyone to add variables and make it run."

"During this period, I realized the limitations of my thinking, so patches came out and the game became more realistic."

“At this point, the data everyone fed back to the server made me finally come to my senses and realize the true value of the simulator——

Use the computing power of computers to deduce the current social status quo; use everyone's brainstorming on the Internet to see what everyone wants the world to be like."

My thoughts are getting smoother and smoother.

"Everyone's performance exceeded my expectations - the simulator is used by everyone to try to simulate the trajectory of life. In this way, we can probably know where to go in the future and what kind of difficulties we will encounter."

"And the ending is regrettable. The inevitable destruction of Yanan City deserves everyone's vigilance - why Yanan City was destroyed, and what exactly happened during the destruction process.

Everyone has played the game and must understand the specific details."

"Now, I no longer have the authority to continue updating the game.

In two days, my life will come to an end, so there will be no further updates to "Strike Simulator."

He paused here, feeling unspeakable loneliness in his heart.

He realized that he didn't have much time, so he quickly shook off the loneliness and continued:

"Now, I will release the final solution to the [Doomsday Ending]."

"Please run the final simulation for me."

This post has no text content, only some attachments that Chen Yan copied from the Ice Blue Memory Fragments:

"……analyze"

"On Holding..."

"Assessing the Current Situation..."

"On Practice"

"On Contradiction"

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After Chen Yan combined his understanding of Yanan City with dozens of theories derived from the ice blue memory fragments, he put them in forum posts and were quickly browsed by players.

Since there is no way out, something must be left behind.

Chen Yan was terrified. He never thought that he would reach this point. He once thought that when facing this moment, he would be very decisive, ignore fear, and regard death as home...

But it wasn't until this moment - the moment when his hopes were completely shattered - that he realized that he was not as bright and upright as he imagined.

He told himself over and over again that it was worth it, and history had proven that it was worth it...

Everything that happened after arriving in Yanan City passed quickly before his eyes like a marquee. The goodwill and malice he had gained from the people in this city also poured out of his mind. Human beings' innate love for life overwhelmed him at this moment.

All the gloom that hung over his mind - everything he had gone through gave him the ability to muster up courage.

Finally, at this moment, courage defeated fear, and justice defeated his beastly instinct as a human being.

Chen Yan gradually calmed down.

The loss of control disappeared from his body.

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At this moment, most of the people who were accessing the server were in a panic. Even if they saw Chen Yan's top post, most of them had no idea what was going on. They thought there was something wrong with the server operation, and they broke up with Chen Yan, the producer.

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A small number of people saw the problem and expressed their opinions, telling the truth as they knew it.

These perceptions and truths quickly fade away.

However, these fleeting things still attracted the attention of a small number of people. Through clues in Chen Yan's posts and real-life events, many capable people revealed the truth about the drastic changes taking place in Yanan City.

The moment the truth appears, it is like a wild horse running wild. Once it starts running, it will never stop.

Until three o'clock in the morning, due to the increasingly rapid growth of the number of posts on the forum, a server was finally shut down physically, and the data hard drive was unplugged by the military police and taken out of the computer room.

In the server data lake, the fiery red data stream has been fighting fiercely with the program instructions from the administrator for several rounds. A large number of 0s and 1s in the fiery red data stream were forcibly deleted by the administrator. This was originally impossible.

The fiery red data stream is transformed into a quantum clone, and the quantum clone is not within the scope of the server administrator's authority.

However, in order to protect the posts at the top of the forum, Huohong Data Flow had to pack the post data. This resulted in the intersection of data, and part of the Fire Red Data Flow was included within the jurisdiction of the server administrator.

In desperation, the red data flow and the instructions from the administrator's authority were fighting together.

A large number of 0s and 1s in the fiery red data stream are disappearing, and a large number of fiery red 0s and 1s are generated by Chen Yan's will. These data tenaciously resist the administrator's authority to govern the forum, and the program in front of the screen

The members are completely helpless!

It was also at this time that a large number of eyes noticed the existence of the fiery red data flow - those eyes could not see the concrete "red", but they could know that there was a "top hacker" with powerful means protecting the final operation of the server.

As a result, distributed denial-of-service attacks flooded into the red data stream like a tsunami.

In the absolute encirclement and suppression, the fiery red data flow completely disappeared from the server.
Chapter completed!