That evening, Aiden followed Mr. Walker to his computer shop. The shop was on a street
not far from the school. It wasn't very big, but it had everything you could possibly need.
There were tons of computer parts laying around. A young man wearing a shop uniform
sat at the counter. He was fiddling with a computer in distress.
This is my assistant, Miles. Miles looked up, revealing a face full of pimples. Miles, this is
one of my students, Aiden.
He's come to help fix this computer. He pointed at the computer Miles was working on,
and his brows furrowed with worry. Aiden, this is the computer I told you about.
The owner is a bit odd. He doesn't want us to turn it on. He wants us to fix it, but if he
finds any sign of us having turned it on, he won't pay.
He's certainly making things difficult for us.
Aiden, this was the first time Aiden had heard of
such a thing. Just as he was about to approach the computer, Miles shouted, Wait! How
can you give such an important task to a student? If he messes up, we'll lose the order!
Miles, Aiden is no ordinary student.
Well, he looks like a child, Miles said with a sneer. And no offense, but he doesn't strike
me as the reliable type. Miles looked at Aiden's clear skin and felt a prick of jealousy.
A person's reliability is shown through their actions, not their looks. And certainly not
their words, Aiden said plainly. He didn't have time to waste arguing.
He put his hand on Miles' shoulder. Ding! Activate beginner level arm strength. Miles felt
something gripping his shoulder like a vice.
He was dragged out of his seat by Aiden. Bastard! Miles was about to raise his fist and
teach this kid a lesson when Mr. Walker shot him a warning glance. He stopped, but said
fiercely, Okay, let's see how awesome you are then.
Aiden wasn't paying attention to Miles anymore. Instead, he walked behind the counter.
His eyes focused on the computer in front of him, and the system's voice sounded again.
Ding! Proficient computing ability has been triggered. Scanning the computer, three
malfunction points have been found. Repairing success rate is 95%.
Please confirm if you would like to continue with the repair. In his mind, Aiden asked the
system, Is there a way to fix the computer without turning it on? Ding! Your request has been received. Adjusting plan.
Ding! With your current computing ability, the success rate of repair without activation is
70%. Would you like to continue with restoration? Only 70%? Did that mean that there
was a 30% chance of failure? Mr. Walker valued this order so much. Aiden didn't want to
disappoint him.
He couldn't accept a 30% chance of failure. System, how much computing ability do I
need to fix this computer with a 100% chance of success? Ding! Running data analysis.
Results indicate that 20 additional computing ability points are required.
Aiden frowned. He currently had 15 points, which meant he needed to reach at least 35
points. But where was he going to find these 20 computing ability points now? Mr.
Walker, do you have any computer books in your shop? Mr. Walker was stunned.
Yes, but why do you need them? It doesn't matter. I need these books now. Lots of them.
Bring me everything you have. Mr. Walker scratched his head as he set about collecting
books. As an IT teacher, he had quite a lot of them.
He carried a large pile over to the counter and set them down in front of Aiden. Under
the gaze of Miles and Mr. Walker, Aiden sat down and started flipping through the books
one by one. Aiden, I've read all of these books.
There's no record of how to conduct repairs in this way. Mr. Walker couldn't help but
point out. Aiden placed his index finger in front of his lips, indicating that he didn't want
to be distracted.
He then focused all of his attention on flipping quickly through the pages. Ding. Reading
a computer textbook.
Computing ability, plus one. Current progress, sixteen out of a hundred. Current level,
proficient.
Ding. Reading a PS theory course book. Computing ability, plus one.
Miles watched as Aiden turned a page, scanned it quickly, and then turned another. He
whispered into Mr. Walker's ear. What is this? He smiled mockingly as he pointed at his
head.
Is there something wrong with his mind? Mr. Walker didn't say anything. He just frowned.
He didn't know what Aiden was up to either.
Aiden heard what Miles said, but he didn't bother to look up. Twenty minutes later, he
finally turned to the last page of the fifth book in front of him. Ding. Reading database principles. Computing ability, plus one. Current progress, thirty-five
out of a hundred.
Target achieved. Aiden put down the book and scanned the computer again. As
expected, the success rate had increased to one hundred percent.
Ding. The repair plan has been sent. Aiden received the information in his mind and
nodded silently.
He said calmly, Mr. Walker, could you please lend me another computer? Before Mr.
Walker could say anything, Miles said mockingly, Why? Can't you find a solution in the
books? Are you going to search online now? There's no point. I've already tried all the
online solutions. None of them worked.
Aiden glanced at Miles coldly and said, I believe I was talking to Mr. Walker. I'll let you
know when I want your input. Miles' eyebrows raised in indignation.
He was livid. Ding. Counterattack.
Taunting, plus one. Current progress, one out of a hundred. Current level, beginner.
Alright, stop it you two. Aiden knows what he's doing.
Miles, hurry up and find a computer for him.
Mr. Walker glared at his assistant to indicate that this was to be the end of the
discussion. Although Miles was still angry, he couldn't disobey his boss. He gritted his
teeth and left the counter.
In a few moments, he returned with a computer for Aiden. Aiden moved his hands
quickly. After a series of dazzling movements, he quickly connected the new computer to
the broken computer with a few cords.
Aiden, what are you trying to do? Mr. Walker looked at Aiden's movements in surprise
and then guessed what he was trying to do. He was going to use the fully functioning
computer to remotely control the other. This way, the other computer wouldn't need to
be turned on.
Damn it, Miles exclaimed. Why didn't I think of this? He looked defeated. Even if you had
come up with this idea, you wouldn't be able to implement it like he is, Mr. Walker said
as he pointed at Aiden.
How impressive. Miles took a closer look at Aiden's operation interface. His eyes widened
and he momentarily stopped breathing.
Countless windows were open on the computer screen. Aiden was effortlessly switching
between them, typing code faster than Miles could read it. His fingers were moving so fast that they seemed to blur in front of their eyes.
The whole scene was like something out of a science fiction movie. Who was this kid?
Computer maintenance. Computing ability, plus one.
Agility of both hands, plus one. Current progress, one out of ten. Current level, beginner.
The fault has been repaired. You can now operate the target computer using the current
computer. All the program windows suddenly disappeared, leaving only the desktop.
But the desktop looked different now. It didn't belong to the computer Aiden was using.
He had successfully connected to the target computer.
Now Aiden just had to take care of the problems. In a matter of minutes, he was done.
Amazing.
Absolutely amazing, Aiden. This is unbelievable. Mr. Walker gave Aiden a big hug.
Miles was dumbfounded. You actually did it. He thought of everything he'd said to Aiden
earlier and felt ashamed.
A person speaks through their actions, not their words, Aiden said. This hit Miles like a
slap to the face. I think it's about time you stop looking down on people, Miles, added Mr.
Walker.
Miles felt even more ashamed. He lowered his head and said respectfully to Aiden, I'm
sorry, sir. My actions are inexcusable.
I will try to learn from you in the future. Miles had called him sir. Him.
A high school student. This was enough to show how much his opinion had changed.
Aiden waved his hand, indicating that there were no hard feelings.
He turned back to the computer table. There were a few locked folders on the desktop.
Maybe this was why the customer didn't let anyone turn on his computer.
Because he didn't want them to see what was in these folders. Was it possible that
something shady was going on here? A variety of different possibilities came to Aiden's
mind. He couldn't suppress his curiosity.
System, if I look at these folders, the owner won't be able to tell, right? In your current
state, the owner will not find out what you are doing on this computer. Aiden was
relieved. He decided he just had to know what was going on and started to break the
password lock on the folder.
Although the kind of lock that had been used was fairly complicated, it wasn't difficult for
Aiden to break. Five seconds later, he was in. Aiden, how did you do that? Mr. Walker