"I'd like to ask, have you secured any protection contacts for your hotel? Especially since your business involves gambling and saunas, you'll definitely need police personnel on-site to oversee operations," Tang Yong reminded Gao Liang. This was a crucial point—no one wanted the police visiting daily, as that would make it impossible to run any business. "Oh, that's... well..." Gao Liang hesitated, having never really interacted with such individuals before. "Boss, I know a few people—I'll help you with that!" Tang Hao took over. "Great! The hotel operations will now be fully managed by you two. But make sure to collaborate closely and work together to ensure the hotel runs smoothly. Aim for a doubling of performance!" Gao Liang made his request. "Yes, yes..." Tang Yong and Tang Hao nodded in agreement. Recently, students from various departments at the school have been required to submit learning papers, so many of them are extremely busy. Gao Liang and Sun Peng are no exception. To gather more references, they both decided to visit the school's electronic reading room. This electronic reading room is among the most advanced in the country—not only does it offer an excellent environment, but it also provides access to a vast number of highly valuable resources. In fact, the reading room functions as a massive library, housing extensive collections on topics ranging from astronomy and geography to science, both ancient and modern. Upon entering, Gao Liang and Sun Peng found seats side by side and each opened their computers, browsing online with great enthusiasm. Gao Liang connected his "Wise Star" smartphone to a USB port on the computer's external case using a data cable. And he continuously copied and pasted the collected materials into the phone’s storage space, which was surprisingly spacious—something that greatly surprised and delighted Gao Liang. It seemed clear that the smart device far surpassed ordinary storage solutions. How could this be merely about gathering information! This was actually a deep study of the phone’s storage capabilities. Gao Liang grew increasingly enthusiastic, appreciating this high-tech product from the year 2000 and beyond more and more. As he studied the smart phone in detail, an unusual phenomenon emerged: he noticed that data was flowing from the phone to his currently used desktop computer. What kind of data packets were these? Gao Liang’s eyes widened in amazement. Suddenly, he jumped up and clapped his hands excitedly, saying, “OK! OK!” He realized that the smart phone was bidirectionally connected—when the computer copied files, the phone simultaneously sent out related information. This was truly remarkable. So, Huangao was thrilled—and also discovered that the transmission speed had reached 1,000 times the normal rate. "Oh, goodness! The person in front, could you please turn down the volume on the radio? Didn't you see me writing my paper?" Huangao turned around, following the sound, and both of them were startled: "You! Little troublemaker!" They said it almost simultaneously. Sun Peng, listening from the side, was completely puzzled and asked, "Zhang, do you two know each other?" "Hmph! Who would know him?" The girl with the beautiful demeanor scowled, looking very superior. "Muxuan! Never mind—let's get back to writing. We have to submit tomorrow!" The girl sitting beside Muxuan was cheerful and lovely, of a similar age, and seemed like a true sister-in-arms. "Song Li, I find this paper quite daunting. I'm not confident I can write it well—could you help me?" Muxuan only glared at Huangao before turning back to her work, paying no further attention. Her focus shifted entirely to writing the paper. "Your background is business management, mine is biopharmaceuticals—our fields are completely different. I'm sorry, but we simply can't help each other. Let's each take our own paths!" Song Li shook her head, eyes fixed on her computer, swiftly typing with ease. "Boring!" Zhuang Muxuan sighed wearily, operating the Wubi input method with graceful fingers—her movements were truly fluid and elegant, a true ten-finger dance. Unfortunately, the beautiful woman wasn't happy, worrying about her thesis, and the very act of being concerned only made her more beautiful. Gao Huang smiled warmly at her, deservedly so—she was the one who had been unlucky. This expression恰好 caught Zhuang Muxuan's eye as she looked up, who glared at him fiercely, as if saying: What are you looking at? The one who's just enjoying the suffering! Just then, all 300 computers in the electronic reading room rebooted simultaneously. As the Windows logo appeared on each screen, the scroll bars kept rolling endlessly—users couldn't access the systems, and all screens displayed a uniform blue screen. The English error message on the blue screen was also quite complex and failed to clearly explain the root cause of the problem. "Wow! Oh no! My data is all gone!" Both Zhuang Mu-xuan and Song Li looked devastated. Especially Zhuang Mu-xuan's voice carried a poignant, moving quality. Sun Peng, fortunately, had escaped unscathed. He had hoped to step in as a hero and rescue them, so he went over to Zhuang Mu-xuan's side and began troubleshooting the computer. He believed his graduate-level expertise in computer science would easily resolve this blue screen issue—yet after a few attempts, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, realizing that the problem was far from straightforward. Meanwhile, after trying numerous methods he knew, the high-level teacher from the electronic reading room, still unable to find a solution, contacted the school's senior computer experts and scholars. After all, Kyoto University ranks first nationally among comprehensive universities, boasting a strong faculty and an outstanding pool of talent—resources that could be truly invaluable at such a critical moment. Indeed, the top computer expert from the school arrived—Dr. Liu, known as the "god of computer maintenance," came with several assistants, bringing the latest technologies to tackle the issue, continuously identifying the root causes. Of course, Dr. Liu is truly accomplished and far from merely renowned. After an extensive round of on-site testing, he delivered the results with deep disappointment: "This is a brand-new type of virus. At present, we have no means to prevent or treat it, since we still don't know how it originated or how it spreads. Therefore, I must regret to inform you that, at this point, no one in our school has been able to overcome this virus." Hearing this bad news, students sitting at the 300 microcomputer terminals all looked dejected, crying and shouting complaints. Dr. Liu and his assistants shook their heads, preparing to leave with resignation. Teacher Gao, full of helplessness, looked sorrowful—after all, as the main responsible person for the electronic reading room, if he couldn't find a solution, there would be no way forward. "I'll give it a try!" "Gao Liang approached the microcomputer that Dr. Liu was testing. Dr. Liu, his assistant, Professor Gao, and all the students present—of course, including Zhang Mu-xuan and Song Li, and Sun Peng—were all in astonishment. They couldn't believe that this ordinary student could outperform Dr. Liu, a renowned computer maintenance expert. 'Forget it!' Professor Gao waved his hand, showing no expectations at all. 'Let him try! Give him a chance!' Dr. Liu, on the other hand, smiled warmly at Gao Liang, appearing approachable. Gao Liang glanced around at everyone, noticing that they were all looking at him with skepticism—especially Zhang Mu-xuan, who gave him a cold, composed expression, as if saying: 'You're such a little troublemaker! Dr. Liu himself can't manage this, and now you're trying to pull off something impressive? See what you can do!' Gao Liang certainly knew how Zhang Mu-xuan was viewing him. He gave her a slight frown, as if silently saying: 'Watch this—I'll make sure you're not just a spectator.'" Zhuang Mu-xuan stuck out her little tongue and made a face, as if to say, "Hmph! Who knows how惨 it will be—maybe not even I'm sure!" Gao Liang began to work, trying the standard computer procedures three times, but made no progress at all. Dr. Liu and Teacher Gao exchanged glances and sighed. While Gao Liang was fiddling, he noticed Zhuang Mu-xuan looking at him with a satisfied expression, secretly watching him. Well! You little troublemaker, you're enjoying the show too! If I can't get this sorted out today, will you have the chance to laugh at me? No, Gao Liang thought a thousand times in his heart. Never. I must solve this. I won't let you, this little troublemaker, have the last laugh. With that, he connected the "Wise Star" smartphone to the test microcomputer's USB port via a data cable. What a twist of fate! He had intended to plant a flower with care, but it failed to bloom—instead, by chance, the "Wise Star" smartphone revealed a most remarkable phenomenon: the very data packet that Gao Liang had discovered earlier was flowing continuously This data package—only Huang knows what's going on. He's just begun to see some clear patterns, and he believes that once he opens it, he'll uncover some of the virus's mysteries. But how exactly does one open it? It's not something that can be uncompressed using standard software—it's a very special kind of data package. "What is this?" Doctor Liu stood by, staring at Huang for a long time, asking him. "Oh! That's right—it's the Hurricane Virus!" Huang exclaimed in amazement. "Wow! Hurricane! Such a dramatic name!" The faculty and students in the electronic reading room were stunned. Zhuang Muxuan extended her tongue, making a look of astonishment. Song Li tilted her head, her eyes wide open. Sun Peng, on the other hand, was now truly impressed—never thought you were that impressive! High-light had already pinpointed the virus data. Pointing to the English name "Meteorology," he said to Dr. Liu and Professor Gao, "This is an obscure virus that spreads extremely rapidly—typically at a speed of 2n—and it can mutate, replicate autonomously. There's also a type resembling a super termite, making this a composite, novel virus that's particularly difficult to control." As he elaborated, Dr. Liu's eyes widened in astonishment, amazed at how deeply proficient the young graduate student was in computer science. "What now?" asked Dr. Liu, surprised by the depth of High-light's expertise. "What now?" High-light himself was at a loss. The data packet could only describe the virus—it couldn't detect or eliminate it—leaving him visibly puzzled and uncertain. Zhuang Muxuan and Song Li were discussing something, as if Song Li were even more anxious than Zhuang Muxuan. When Gao Liang raised his head, he immediately understood—the hurricane virus was particularly severe; once infected, files would automatically be deleted. Therefore, both Song Li and Zhuang Muxuan had been writing papers and had now contracted this dreadful virus, likely losing their files. Indeed, Gao Liang had not made a mistake. Song Li brought him a warm, tender autumn spinach, which gave him a sense of encouragement. However, when he looked at Zhuang Muxuan, she appeared indifferent—no, even somewhat triumphant. This little troublemaker, even now, was making my situation worse! Gao Liang chuckled to himself, thinking, "You'll certainly lose badly!" With this determination, Gao Liang suddenly had an idea and mentally called upon Mochou, the Little Housewife. Instantly, the image of the graceful Mochou appeared before him. In a gentle voice, she said, "Good morning, Zhang. What would you like to learn? I'll arrange it for you." "Never mind, beautiful—right now I'm facing a bit of difficulty!" Gao Liang laid out the situation in full detail. "Ah, excellent! I'd like to introduce you to Luther Powell, a top computer hacker from the year 2000. He's American and serves as the head of the U.S. Department of Defense's Network Warfare Division—he's exceptionally skilled in detecting and preventing computer viruses." With a graceful arc drawn in the air, the scene transformed, entering a semi-spatial learning mode. Gao Liang's half-body remained on-site handling the computer issue, while the other half appeared in the otherworldly space, where he met the hacker Luther Powell. "Hi! Hello! I'm Luther Powell. What would you like to learn?" Luther Powell was a classic American—high nose bridge, blue eyes, and fair skin. "Here's the situation!" Gao Liang explained the hurricane virus issue to Luther Powell. "Oh!" Luther? Powell paused, then suddenly broke into a smile with a sense of realization, saying, "I finally remember now—this was a virus that spread globally across Earth around 2,000 years ago. It was indeed severe, bringing down all computer systems, especially those connected to networks. However, as seasoned hackers, we have numerous methods to detect and combat it." "Please, Teacher, teach us!" High Bright approached with great humility and eagerness. "Here's how—it's simple! You operate on-site while I guide you step by step through the specific procedures in my realm!" Luther Powell smiled warmly at High Bright, radiating the genuine friendliness of a teacher. High Bright felt truly fortunate, having been introduced to such an accomplished mentor by the young host. At the on-site computer maintenance station of the electronic reading room, High Bright skillfully manipulated the mouse and keyboard, even amid all the skepticism from the audience. His seamless performance deeply impressed Dr. Liu and Teacher Gao, as well as Dr. Liu's assistants—graduate-level researchers themselves. With a "OK," the computer started up. When it reached the Windows screen, the scroll bar moved a few times and then smoothly transitioned to the desktop—clear blue skies and white clouds, fresh and vibrant. The administrator's machine, under Professor Gao's care, regained its youthful energy and vitality. Meanwhile, once the virus issue on the administrator's machine was resolved, all other connected computers functioned normally, at least reaching the system desktop. Everyone, as if experiencing long-awaited rain after a prolonged drought, eagerly logged on and continued searching for information. "That's wonderful! Thank you so much!" Professor Gao said gratefully, looking at Gao Liang. "Which department are you from?" Dr. Liu asked Gao Liang, who was about to respond. Suddenly, Song Li looked pale, her face falling, and cried out, "My thesis is still missing! What should I do now?" Gao Liang immediately went over to assist her. At that moment, Dr. Liu's phone rang—seeming to have urgent news—and without further questioning, he hurried off. Sun Peng, standing by, helped Zhuang Mu-xuan locate her lost business thesis. It seemed he was equally eager to rescue her—after all, with his computer now able to access the system, retrieving lost materials had become a breeze for a graduate student like him. Our Gao Liang was helping Song Li search for her missing thesis documents. Song Li quietly smiled at Zhuang Mu-xuan, her expression full of pride, while Zhuang Mu-xuan’s delicate nose twitched slightly, her face showing clear disdain—wasn’t it just about finding documents? What was there to boast about? I’d probably find them first. Within just one minute, Gao Liang successfully retrieved Song Li’s lost thesis materials, returning them intact. This thrilled Song Li so much that she immediately grasped Gao Liang’s hand and exclaimed, “Great guy! Amazing! I’ll treat you to dinner today!” She also brought a serving of autumn bok choy. Song Li, the second most beautiful woman at the university after Zhuang Mu-xuan, is widely recognized as the second campus belle at Kyoto University. She's a cheerful and lively girl, truly endearing. Gao Liang nodded enthusiastically, saying, "Great!" His voice was loud enough to be heard by everyone around. All of them cast admiring glances. If it was this easy to win over a beautiful girl, they'd surely work harder at mastering computer skills—something that would surely come in handy when it came time to court potential partners. "What good fortune this student has! Even the school's daughter has taken a liking to her! I'm amazed! I should have studied harder back then—I never knew it would turn out this way!" The voice came from somewhere in the crowd. Song Li's face, glowing with happiness, had a gentle blush, while Gao Liang remained composed and indifferent. Zhuang Mu-xuan pretended not to hear, instead encouraging Sun Peng to keep going, hoping to secure her business paper as soon as possible. Yet, it was a great pity—after a busy half-day, Sun Peng's forehead was beaded with sweat, yet he still found no trace of progress. He stood there, frozen, rubbing his ears and arms, looking utterly frustrated, and then cast his eyes toward Gao Liang, pleading for help. Zhuang Mu-xuan, "Let's go have dinner! You weren't going to ask me to dinner, were you?" Gao Huang didn't go to help Sun Peng with the luggage; instead, he gave Chen Li a warm, sincere smile. "Oh! Yes! Yes!" Chen Li was delighted and danced around excitedly. But then, as if remembering something, she added, "Hey, handsome! Could you please help Zhuang Mu-xuan? She's my best friend—definitely, you have to help her!" "Who's going to help her? I'm sure this male student will find her by himself!" When the crisis hit, Zhuang Mu-xuan still insisted on maintaining her dignity. Clearly, she was furious with Gao Huang. Gao Huang couldn't miss that, and he said, "No need—my senior is an outstanding graduate student, and with his help, everything will definitely work out." This remark left both Sun Peng and Zhuang Mu-xuan both amused and embarrassed. High-light paid no attention to them, simply busying herself at Song Li's computer with great concentration. She opened a very popular song and began singing it through the computer's music player: "You're happy, so I'm happy!" While listening, she gently swayed her body, clearly immersed in the classic music. As for Zhuang Mu-xuan, she simply didn't have the heart to listen to the song. If she were in a good mood today, she might have appreciated it—yet this little troublemaker was truly being unfair. Not only did she fail to offer help when things went tough, but she even seemed to take delight in others' misfortunes.