Fifty years have passed since genius hackers and cyberterrorists disappeared from the deep web.
During these fifty years, human activities were restricted within high walls. The consciousnesses of countless company agents are wailing and drifting outside the high walls. Some people say that the wall was not built to prevent any unknowns or accidents, but just because of one person, the hacker who abandoned his wife and disappeared.
Fifty years later, a genius hacker emerged and broke into xxxx for the company. A long report in xx magazine regarded him as the first genius of the new era. The next day, xx exploded, company secrets were stolen, and the hacker defected. His penis was found in the cooling warehouse, and a text was displayed on the computer screen: xx has been uploaded to the cloud.
The protagonist is born as a clone of a genius hacker. A large company forged him a genius hacker's childhood and teenage experiences, just to recreate a miracle and hold the sharpest but loyal sword.
On the outside of the high wall, once logged in, the protagonist was pushed down by invisible pressure. Looking at the visitor with an unkind expression, the protagonist said coldly:
"Do you want to continue to be a mouse outside the high wall, or do you want to break through the high wall with me?"
"Your mouth stinks like sewer." The man twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Same as you." The protagonist said.
(Probably a narcissus love story)
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