Leon Chen stared at the screen, seeing the maze-like four-dimensional geometric shapes composed entirely of 1s and 0s, constantly shifting. It looked like the AI's exterior.
"Is this a firewall?" Leon Chen wondered. His guess was correct. This was a matrix-style firewall designed specifically for the AI by the H Nation, with an information volume reaching billions, and a recognition accuracy that was mind-boggling.
For a hacker to breach such a firewall without using a supercomputer was an impossible task. Fortunately, Leon Chen wasn't a hacker. He issued a simple command that rendered the firewall useless.
"Create highest management authority!" Leon Chen commanded the computer again.
Half a second later, an unexpected refusal sounded.
"The command was denied, creation failed!"
What?
Leon Chen was stunned.
Data couldn't be created? How was that possible?
As he was puzzling over this, a series of characteristic commands appeared on the screen. Translated, they read: "AI has detected data anomalies, initiating data purge!"
In an instant, Leon Chen's screen was filled with tens of thousands of small blocks, which floated like waves, growing larger until they completely formed a blank screen.
Leon Chen was dumbfounded. He had been expelled by the AI.
It was unimaginable. Despite his ability to manipulate data, he had been kicked out by a data program.
Humiliation.
"I can't believe I can't handle you," Leon Chen rolled up his sleeves.
In fact, the latest fifth-generation AI computer developed by the US. was incredibly powerful. The computer itself had artificial consciousness, meaning the data within it had a self-judgment capability. Right now, Leon Chen couldn't control the AI's data.
The AI was also protected by layers of password verification barriers, making it impossible for Leon Chen to find a point of entry.
After several attempts, Leon Chen was repeatedly expelled, feeling quite embarrassed.
This fifth-generation computer was truly a hacker's nightmare.
"6325 to the power of 1350 multiplied by 4632 to the power of 536, plus 515 to the power of 3300, minus 4355 to the power of 652, and finally divided by…" Leon Chen sat on the restroom, mentally calculating a series of numbers that appeared in his mind, scratching his head in frustration.
The cost of using Data Manipulation was driving him crazy, requiring him to mentally calculate a dizzying series of numbers.
After more than thirty minutes, Leon Chen finally arrived at the result: 993677. He was drenched in sweat and nearly exhausted.
After washing his face, Leon Chen returned to the toilet to think about his next move.
He still had two uses of his ability left for the day. He had to continue the invasion; there was no way he could let the AI defeat him.
But being so reckless again might put him on the AI's blacklist, which could alert the H Nation. authorities and complicate his attempts to access those technical data.
Leon Chen decided he couldn't rush the invasion.
This wasn't just any supercomputer; it was far more advanced. Leon Chen decided to first understand the AI's design concepts, hoping to find exploitable loopholes.
Every computer program has vulnerabilities, and an AI should have even more.
Having made up his mind, Leon Chen began his search.
Using Data Manipulation, Leon Chen could easily find any information he wanted.
While there was no detailed design concept of Turing available online, Leon Chen gathered all information about the scientists, staff, and experts involved in its design, as well as some relevant academic papers and public articles. He then filtered out the irrelevant information using keywords, leaving him with a roughly outlined concept.
Piecing together fragmented information into a complete chain was a skill Leon Chen enjoyed.
After completing the second mental punishment cost, the nearly complete fifth-generation AI system was displayed before Leon Chen. Although it might not be the full design, it was close enough.
Seeing the nearly 1GB file size, Leon Chen decided to print it out.
Fortunately, the watch's printing function was quite advanced. Leon Chen placed a book on top of it, and the watch scanned the content, replacing it with the new text. The original text was fully substituted, adjusting the font size according to the number of pages, and even allowed for custom covers. In less than ten minutes, "The Autobiography of Ai Uehara" was transformed into "AI".
Leon Chen thought, even without the superpowers, the watch's functions were enough to make him happy.
After finishing all this, Leon Chen g realized he was starving.
Feeling hungry in the bathroom was quite unlucky. As he walked down the hallway, he saw it was already dark, past 8 PM. Leon Chen was shocked to realize he had been in the bathroom for over four hours. He quickly ran towards the cafeteria.
Huahai University had strict regulations. During the first few months of the semester, students were prohibited from eating out, and leaving the campus at this hour was impossible.
This was a battle for humanity's future; you can't make me fight the AI on an empty stomach, Leon Chen thought desperately as he dashed into the cafeteria. By this time, the large cafeteria was nearly empty.
Just when Leon Chen was about to give up hope, he saw a dimly lit serving window still open, which made him more excited than ever.
"Sir, please save me some food…" Leon Chen rushed over.
The cafeteria worker was startled but laughed heartily. Seeing Leon Chen's honest appearance, he nodded, "Why are you eating so late? Were you with your girlfriend?"
Do I look like I have a girlfriend?
Leon Chen's stomach growled as he asked eagerly, "Is there any food left?"
"You're in luck. There's one last bowl," the worker said.
Leon Chen silently celebrated.
"Leave the food!"
A sharp voice suddenly interrupted, causing both Leon Chen and the cafeteria worker to turn.
A young girl swiftly approached.
She was incredibly beautiful, but her eyes, like Leon Chen's, were filled with hunger.
"I want the food!" she declared loudly.
Leon Chen was speechless.
Is she trained in inner strength?
The cafeteria worker looked between Leon Chen and the girl, probably thinking they were a couple. "There's only one bowl left."
"Then give it to me!" the girl said without hesitation.
"This student was here first," the cafeteria worker smiled, not swayed by her beauty. Leon Chen secretly admired him.
"You?" The girl sized up Leon Chen from head to toe, her smile dazzling. "Hey, can you let me have it? I'm really hungry."
Leon Chen snorted, his expression saying, "Do you think I'm standing here for fun?" He replied, "Do you think I'm full and just here for a walk?"
The girl was taken aback, silently thinking to herself, Damn, I've met one of those guys immune to my charms. She glared at him and said, "Don't you know how to be considerate? Are you even a man? One night without food won't kill you."
"If you know it won't kill me, then why don't you go without it?" Leon Chen retorted.
The girl gritted her teeth, wishing she could season Leon Chen with soy sauce and eat him.
"Don't you know who I am? Many people would line up to please me. Humph, today I'll give you a chance to impress me," she said, puffing out her chest.
Leon Chen stared at her chest for a moment, then lifted his gaze, looking thoughtful.
"Hmph, you know who I am now, don't you?"
Leon Chen nodded seriously, then uttered a classic line, "Are you perhaps the legendary figure who dominated the martial arts world, known as 'A single pear flower pressing down on the sea of magnolias,' a retarded master from Shaolin Temple raised by a monk's pet dog named Wangcai who stepped on a cockroach named Xiaoqiang?"
The girl almost fainted from rage. His last sentence nearly made her pass out. She shouted, "Tonight, I will drain you dry!"
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Data Manipulation
Serial Number: 10
Level: Advanced
Ability: Manipulate any computer data with mental commands, which are automatically executed by the program.
Cost: Mentally calculate a series of numbers (addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division).