Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 963 - 765: Eliminating the Laughing Star Virus_2

Chapter 963: Chapter 765: Eliminating the Laughing Star Virus_2

Guided by this theory, Du Qianqian created numerous misleading messages to divert the tracker’s attention and achieved results.

Nakamura Mizuki has now docked at Shangjing Bay, while the West Coast has witnessed a group of spies returning fruitlessly tonight.

They are very clever, uncovering tens of thousands of escape clues for Nakamura Mizuki, but unfortunately, only one in ten thousand is real.

After finishing all this, Du Qianqian went to one of her safe houses for her various identities.

She has 9 different safe houses on the West Coast, all previous owners were women similar in build to Du Qianqian who met unfortunate deaths, allowing Du Qianqian to conveniently steal their identities, and pretend they are still alive.

She would occasionally go out with their friends and family for profit.

Her favorite false identity is of an internet celebrity named Miranda, Du Qianqian doesn’t even have to work, only to pretend to be suffering from severe depression, thus pausing the video series of the celebrity’s former life, and now sporadically updates her schedule to her online fans, posting snapshots of herself "seeking psychological guidance" at the beach just to earn money.

Every day in this city, people are born, die, become famous, or fall into decline, and Du Qianqian’s transformative magic is best suited for fishing in troubled waters.

Lying in the exquisite apartment that the internet celebrity once lived in, Du Qianqian took a breath.

Her experiences today left a deep impression on Du Qianqian.

Comparing the current West Coast and the Northern Archipelago, Du Qianqian gradually realized Xu Yang’s methods were not only peculiar but also extraordinarily successful.

The earliest Nestor Corporation made its fortune through mining, manufacturing, and agriculture, initially providing basic jobs to a massive number of destitute people, letting them join production communities built around industrial and plantation parks.

It was work, "labor" that allowed them to start anew, then came the emphasis on law and security forces, and finally, the normal operation of the entire society today, turning it into a place of peace that Du Qianqian quite despises.

What if someone on the West Coast wanted to directly unite the lower class?

Then what would come together would be a major gang, a band of people regressed to a primitive state, a bunch of biological freaks, and unconventional hackers.

Even if the West Coast fell into the hands of such esteemed beings, there wouldn’t be the slightest chance of improvement, it would still be more dignified to maintain corporate rule, thought Du Qianqian.

At least in the hands of corporations, there are still clean places; if left to the gangs, it would be in complete disarray.

She turned over, looking at the luxurious night view outside the window.

It seems the cyber attacks have left no significant impact on this city; anyway, those who die are always the insignificant ones. And Du Qianqian likes to see those poor people stay in their rightful place.

Right, since the gangs are rampant here, it would be better to call Katsuragi over to set up a branch.

There are also islanders here, the Red Sky Gang, Southern Territory Gang, Jialong Slope Gang, and if it’s Asa Katsuragi, she could probably crush those Ox Demons and Dragons into pieces with a slap and then establish righteousness on the West Coast.

She sent a message to Asa Katsuragi, then she placed the phone on the nightstand, locked it away, and went to sleep.

Right, Nakamura...

After so many years, Du Qianqian finally stepped out from the shadow of Wei Shiyue.

She found Nakamura Mizuki to be a very interesting woman, who might take an interest in her.

Having so sleekly assisted her escape from the West Coast, she probably will give a high appraisal.

Afterward, it would be natural to have a meal... or even a meeting.

Who says little Du can’t start a new wonderful relationship?

Goodnight, West Coast.

Du Qianqian stretched her fingers towards the moonlight outside.

And, wish myself happiness.

...

When Xu Yang and Nakamura Mizuki met, he felt quite amazed.

From the first glance, he perceived Nakamura Mizuki as an extraordinary woman; at 1.67 meters tall, dressed in a gray business suit, sporting a jet-black tie, her hair cut in a neat bob, her features refined as her eyes fixed directly on Xu Yang, as if interrogating him.

It had been a long time since Xu Yang had been subjected to such a judgmental gaze.

He leaned back in his chair, his true emotions unreadable.

"I’ve heard you’re also a hacker, and your handle is ’Akira’? Sounds like a username a man would use," Xu Yang asked.

"I’ve noticed despite holding a high-ranking position, you still have a tendency to categorize men and women according to traditional gender roles, overlooking the unique individuality that’s inevitable in a diverse world. Allow me to presume you adhere to somewhat traditional values," Nakamura Mizuki said.

Xu Yang felt a genuine amusement within.

Since being reprimanded by his boss at the age of 23, it had been 10 years since he last encountered such a forthright assessment. This Nakamura Mizuki was truly interesting.

"Your father has passed away, please allow me to extend my deepest sympathies to Mr. Maverick Miller," Xu Yang said, turning solemn.

"Yes, that completely altered the trajectory of my life. I was supposed to continue my career as a professional insurance saleswoman and amateur hacker; now, here I stand, in an office on the 67th floor of Shangjing Nestor Headquarters, attempting to navigate a conversation that could determine my future," Nakamura Mizuki said.

"I’ve heard of the name Akira; you once stole a considerable number of cash cards and sold them on to the Formless System, resulting in an emergency update for all cash cards," Xu Yang said.

"The actual profit from that was far less than its reputation. I only ended up with about 425,000 Funds. They came from a group of doctors, should have been more," she replied.

"So Akira, you’re actually a well-known hacker. I’m guessing you took part in that global hacker conference as well," he said.

"The one where greasy Todd Compton floated his fat, amiable face in pixel art into the air for all hackers to look up to?"

"That’s the one," Xu Yang nodded, "There’s a simple way to verify your skill — Todd left a hacking challenge at the end of the conference, what number were you in cracking it?"

"I want to know yours first," Nakamura Mizuki said.

"I’m someone between 30~60," Xu Yang said cryptically.

In truth, he was number 56.

"Based on my experience, you’re likely one of those between 50~60, which means you might be Xn0de, I use ✓8 through the universe, Blackie’s Only Foot, g1gachad, When and Where for Shenzhou, aTrueGay, IneffabiLis, Awakened at 15, A Dead End as a Hacker, Trying to Patch the Celestial Rift, or shIn0b1," she said.

"Hmm... Now it’s your turn," he said.

"495. I was the last to crack it successfully. I observed everyone else’s moves, and as I was the last one to crack it, I could see the previous attempts of others, enabling me to identify half of them. I then blackmailed them for additional profits, as a reward for their lack of awareness and my precision," Nakamura Mizuki stated calmly.

Curiously, though Nakamura Mizuki’s expression was so indifferent and her words so cold and methodical, Xu Yang still felt something laughable about it.

Perhaps it was related to the task he was about to entrust to Nakamura Mizuki.

"I know you’ve inherited your father Maverick’s estate, but we need to find your father’s colleague, ’Laughing Star’, who might know why Maverick committed suicide," Xu Yang said.

"Where can we find her? Laughing Star is a sly and wicked female hacker. I too wish to confront her face-to-face. In my study of psychology, it’s very possible Laughing Star had long been attempting to fool my father, and judging by my father’s suicide, Laughing Star won this round. I won’t let her win any further," Nakamura Mizuki said.

"I want to take down Laughing Star too. Here," Xu Yang showed her a piece of code.

She noticed it was related to Kanako Entertainment’s "Paraiso Paradise" game.

It was completely infected with a bomb virus specially crafted by Laughing Star!

All the strings, text, and code had been replaced with soybean emojis, and the players were trapped in their virtual pods, overwhelmed by an infinite array of endlessly generated smiles!

"I’m very interested in your skills and experience; I reckon if I can solve these viruses, you would be willing to engage in further cooperation and communication?" Nakamura Mizuki looked at Xu Yang.

"Of course."

"Considering your appointment of a very unpleasant and intellectually limited woman as an important West Coast agent, I suppose you have an extraordinary ability to tolerate and utilize people. Thus, I decide to accept your proposal," Nakamura Mizuki nodded in understanding.

Her father had been harmed by Laughing Star, but she would drag Laughing Star out.

Point a gun to her head and let her experience what Maverick felt at the moment of his death.