Magic Tower Starry Sky

Early in the morning, the bells in Wulian City rang continuously and continuously.

According to the customs of the Lost Land, it is the death of the most important person in a city, which announces the deeds of the whole city.

The ringing of such a bell in Wulian City only means that the old president, Chengguo Eaton, has passed away.

Some people feel sad, some people feel grateful, and some people have mixed feelings. For the magicians who are keen on power, the old president is like a giant, firmly suppressing all ambitious people. But it is undeniable that he also brought the best era to the Xijia branch of the Magicians Association.

Especially in the last few years, the forum has flourished, and related things have emerged one after another, and those who cannot keep up with the times will eventually be eliminated. But Faye are people who are at the cutting edge of the times, and there are no outdated and pedantic concepts to delay the pace.

Of course, the creator of the forum is not the president. But as soon as a new thing came into being, he led the entire division to keep up with the pioneering pace. This kind of courage and vision, even those who hated the old president, admired it. So at Chengguo Eaton's funeral, almost all the magicians from the five-linked cities were present.

The president passed away. Of course, the association has certain ceremonies and procedures, but it does not force all magicians to attend.

Those dignitary masters, no matter whether they come from the heart or not, they will definitely come. Doing a little gesture and showing a little respect will have some advantages in carve up the power behind the president.

As for ordinary magicians, it depends on their attitudes. There have also been cases where there were more guards than guests at the funeral of a certain president. But at Chengguo Eaton's funeral, almost all magicians who stayed in or around Wulian City came, and Lin was among the crowd.

Many of the policies of the old president are really helpful to the magicians at the bottom. In particular, many people have received help since their apprenticeship, and have used it to become a full-fledged magician. This kindness is like rebirth. Maybe these people can't repay this kindness, but it's not difficult to see the president off for the last time.

But after all, he is a magician, and no one wants to be desecrated by undead magic after death, so there will be some necessary rituals to ensure the rest of the soul after death. These are so solemn and solemn under the management of the association.

Lin in the crowd, not to mention the earth, came to Lost Land, this is the second funeral he attended. The previous time was my teacher, Charlie Richard who was jokingly called the "Holy Mother" during his lifetime. His funeral was much simpler, without so many red tapes, and the number of people who attended was not as large as in front of us. They were just apprentices in name who had been helped by him, and they were not all present.

Some people didn't know to rush back to participate because they were out of town and didn't know much about the news at the time. Some ungrateful people feel resentful because they think they have not received much help, and they even talk about returning to the funeral.

The scale of this second funeral was beyond Lin's imagination, and it made him get to know the old man who had dealt with him many times. Speaking of which, it is inevitable to miss a thing or two of the bad tastes of those old people at this time.

Just looking at Shure Ion who was holding the president's widow, Lin felt that life would continue to be sad. That person's malice is becoming more and more unconcealed, and he only has to show the horses and horses, pointing to his nose and saying, "I just want to **** you" or something like that.

But to be honest, it was also a turnaround. With the death of the old president, the power of the Xijia District Branch will definitely be reshuffled. Lin couldn't help but wonder if there was anything he could do.

Instead, the great magician standing beside him——Juan Javier, pulled Lin seriously, and commented on the female magicians who came here in mourning clothes. After all, not all magicians like to attend ordinary social occasions. So for Juan, Juan? Eaton's funeral did have a lot of new faces.

However, he would pull someone, and it was also because of the rumored incident that Juan wanted to help this person who could still be called a friend, and change his mood.

However, most of Lin's attention, unlike Juan's, was on those female magicians who rarely went out. Although he was also looking around, he was looking for another figure, a figure that hadn't come back last night.

I thought she would be at the side of the king of Zlin Kingdom──Steiner III. Indeed, behind the king, I saw a man wearing a well-tailored suit and trousers, but with distinctive feminine features and a heroic figure. Although he didn't use magic, or step forward to confirm, Lin knew that the person he was looking for was not the one he was looking for.

I had no choice but to stand among the crowd, looking left and right, trying to find the figure of that person from the vast crowd.

Instead, the two girls standing behind Lin pushed the glasses on their faces. This pair of glasses has similar functions to those used by my teacher. But it wasn't made by the teacher, it was made by the elder sister, and it was a gift for the two of them.

Except that they don't need to hide the abnormality of the pupils, all other functions are available. So they secretly opened the window of the instant messaging software, placed their hands beside them, and typed a few lines calmly.

‘Sister, where are you? The teacher is looking for you. '

'Find me? where are you '

'We're here for the president's funeral. Did you not come? '

'Oh, the old boy is dead. He didn't ask me to revive him, I went to see what a piece of meat that wouldn't move would do. '

‘…well, where are you then? '

'I'm busy at home. What, your teacher is complaining? '

'No, he's just looking around. '

'That's fine, it's all right. I keep busy. Let me know if there is any news. '

‘Okay, my lord. '

Sitting comfortably in the community home with legs crossed, the lich in the first coffin room browsed a large section of program source code.

During this period of time away from home, apart from spending the night with some men, she was looking for magic that she had never seen before in Wulian City. A private inheritance, a semi-finished product in research, or a magical note obtained by chance. The purpose of course is to solve the difficult problem, how to cross the super long distance of the astronomical unit.

Sending someone back home on Earth was an unsolved problem for her. Fern was simply interested in solving problems, not really trying to send someone back. Compared with this kind of problem that does not know the answer, writing some software programs, as long as you understand the requirements, it is only a matter of time to type out the program code. To her, it's not as interesting as the former.

It's just that in the past magic research, who would think about how to throw oneself to another star. So Fern's search is not so much looking for an answer, as it is looking for an inspiration.

However, the bits and pieces of knowledge that I found before were not helpful at all. Most importantly, there is no efficiency to speak of. So Fen set her sights on the South Tower, the place with the most magical knowledge in Wulian City.

If you follow the normal way, if you want to find magic that can exert a certain effect, you have to search from the directory of the South Tower. And there will only be the name of magic recorded there, as well as some relatively short and representative evaluations. Magicians who want to learn new knowledge can only gamble on their luck from these public information.

Therefore, what most people do is rely on word of mouth, which ones are more suitable for what kind of magic. Then go to study.

It is also a way to sneak into the library in the South Tower and find the information you want. But what is this place? The interior of a magic tower. Even if there is no video surveillance, it is not a place where people can come and go.

Fern is sure of coming and going freely, but that method will make it impossible to look through books to find information, and for his own purpose, it is also a meaningless behavior.

So she decided to follow the third method to solve the problem of collecting knowledge.

That is the 'hacking method' that has never existed in the Lost World.

The Association of Magicians in Xijia District has established a forum that belongs to the district chapter itself. All applications and discussions related to the association must be resolved from that exclusive forum. This of course also includes the exchange of magical knowledge, or directly selling.

As for the magic knowledge of the South Tower, the establishment of the database was completed as early as the year before last. This means that rather than risking your life or risking your wallet by rummaging through physical books, start on the forums. And the way to do it is to bewilder the world, a network intrusion that has never even had a concept.

Someone once mentioned security issues in a chat ~www.NovelMTL.com~, including network security and program security. If there are people who know how to use it improperly, it will cause more or less losses. As for how to prevent these practices, Lin has a set of rules.

It was just that Fen was very curious at the time, and asked: "You know you have to say so much, but why didn't you take the safety measures you mentioned in actual application."

I remember that someone didn't answer this question at that time, but just smiled, wretchedly. Now Fern understood that it wasn't at all that someone couldn't do a safe design, but that someone didn't want to. The result is naturally to leave the back door open for oneself. Of course, it may also be a lazy cancer attack, just digging a hole.

Following the path, Fen successfully hacked into the database of the South Tower and obtained the highest authority. All magic knowledge is exposed in front of her eyes without cost.

Using the small program that was originally written, he downloaded all the magic databases of the Xijia District Branch into the first coffin. After carefully removing the traces left by her, Fern exited the branch's forum screen.

Fen felt an inexplicable sense of excitement about this first-ever hacking behavior, and even wanted to tell the world what he had done. But he has no interest in doing stupid things like being a thief and showing off. She just followed someone's advice and restored everything to the original state, as if she had never been there.

The reason for doing this is, of course, that you don't want to attract other people's attention, and then cause trouble to the upper body, or cause the other party to notice the security problem, and find a way to upgrade the program to fill in the loopholes.

As for the downloaded magic knowledge, which exceeded 10,000, Fen didn't foolishly read one by one. Instead, use the means of text exploration, first screen some keywords, reduce the number of targets, and then read slowly.