Early in the morning, the bell in Wulian City rang continuously.
In the customs of the mysterious land, it was the death of the most important person in a city and the act of announcing to the whole city.
Such a bell rang in Wulian City, it only meant that the old president, Orange Eaton, had passed away.
Some people felt sad, some felt lucky, and some had mixed feelings. For the mages who were obsessed with power, the old president was like a giant, firmly suppressing all the ambitious people. But it was undeniable that he also brought the best time to the Sijia District branch of the Society of Sorcerers.
Especially in the last few years, the forum became popular, and related things emerged one after another. Those who could not keep up with the times would eventually be eliminated. But the mages were people who walked at the forefront of the times, and there were no old and pedantic ideas to delay the pace.
Of course, the creator of the forum was not the president. But at the first moment of the emergence of new things, he led the entire branch to keep up with the pace of the creation. Such courage and vision, even those who hated the old president, were also admired. So at Orange Eaton's funeral, almost all the mages in Wulian City were present.
When the president passed away, the Society of Sorcerers certainly had certain ceremonies and procedures, but it was not compulsory for all mages to attend.
Those reputable mages, regardless of whether it was from the heart or not, would definitely be present. Making a gesture and showing a little respect would more or less give them an advantage in dividing the forces behind the president.
As for the ordinary mages, it depended on their own attitude. There had also been a situation where there were more guards than guests at the funeral of a certain president. However, at Orange Eaton's funeral, almost all the sorcerers who were in or around Wulian City had come. Lin was also among the crowd.
Many of the policies of the old president were real help to the mages at the bottom. In particular, many of them received help from the apprentices and became official mages. This kindness was like a new life. Perhaps these people could not repay this kindness, but it was not difficult to send the president on his last journey.
But after all, they were mages. No one wanted to be blasphemed by undead magic after death, so there were some necessary ceremonies to ensure the rest of the soul after death. Under the management of the association, all of this was very solemn.
Lin was among the crowd. Not to mention Earth, this was the second funeral he had attended since coming to the land of bewilderment. Previously, it was his teacher, Charlie Richard, who was nicknamed the "Holy Mother" in her lifetime. His funeral was much simpler. There weren't as many formalities, and the number of people who attended the funeral wasn't as large as the one in front of him. They were just apprentices who had received his help in name, and not all of them were present.
Some people didn't know that they had to rush back to participate because they were out of town and didn't get the latest news. Some heartless people, on the other hand, felt that they had not received much help. Instead, they were resentful and even had the audacity to come back to attend the funeral.
The scale of the second funeral was beyond Lin's imagination. It allowed him to get to know the old man he had dealt with many times. Speaking of which, it was hard not to miss the bad taste of those old people.
Just looking at Shor Ethan, who was holding the hand of the president's widow, Lin had a feeling that his life would continue to be difficult. That person's malice was becoming more and more obvious. He was just short of pointing at his nose and saying things like 'I want to mess with you'.
But to be honest, this was also a turn for the better. After the death of the old president, the power of the Sijia District branch would definitely be reshuffled. Lin couldn't help but wonder if there was anything he could do.
On the other hand, the great magician standing next to him, Juan Javier, pulled Lin very seriously and commented on the female magicians who came in mourning clothes. After all, not all magicians liked to attend general social occasions. So for Juan, there were indeed a lot of new faces at Orange Eaton's funeral.
However, he pulled Lin because of the rumor. Juan wanted to help this person who could still be considered a friend to change his mood.
But most of Lin's attention was not on the female magicians who rarely went out like Juan. Although he was also looking around, he was looking for another figure, a figure who didn't come back last night.
He thought that she would be next to the king of the Zilin Kingdom, Steiner III. And indeed, behind the king, he saw a person wearing a tailored suit and trousers, but with distinctive feminine features and a valiant appearance. Although he didn't use magic or go forward to confirm, Lin knew that it was not the person he was looking for.
He had no choice but to look left and right in the crowd, trying to find the figure in the vast sea of people.
But the two girls standing behind Lin pushed up the glasses on their faces. This pair of glasses had a similar function as the ones their teacher used. But it was not made by their teacher, but by their elder sister as a gift for the two of them.
Except for the fact that they didn't need to hide the abnormality of their pupils, all the other functions were available. So they secretly opened the window of the real-time communication software, put their hands beside them, and quietly typed a few lines.
'Elder sister, where are you? Teacher is looking for you. '
'Looking for me? Where are you? '
'We are at the president's funeral. Didn't you come? '
'Oh, that old guy is dead. He didn't ask me to help him resurrect, why would I go see a piece of meat that can't move? '
'… Well, then where are you?'
'I'm busy at home. Why, is your teacher complaining? '
'No, he's just looking around.'
'That's good, it's okay. I'll keep busy. Let me know if there's any news. '
'Okay, elder sister.'
Lich crossed her legs and sat comfortably in the coffin room of her home in the community. She browsed through a large section of the original code.
During the time when she wasn't at home, except for spending the night with some men, she was looking for magic that she had never seen before in Wulian City. Personal inheritance, half-finished research, or magic notes that she had obtained by chance. Of course, it was to solve the problem of how to cross the super-long distance of astronomical units.
Sending someone back home to Earth was an unsolved problem for her. Fen was simply interested in solving the problem. She didn't really want to send someone back home. Compared to this kind of problem that she didn't know the answer to, it was only a matter of time before she wrote some software programs, as long as she understood the requirements. For her, it wasn't as interesting as the former.
It was just that in the past magic research, no one would think about how to throw themselves to another star. So Fen's search was not so much to find an answer as to find an inspiration.
However, the scattered knowledge that she had found before was not helpful at all. Most importantly, there was no efficiency to speak of. So Fen set her sights on the south tower in Wulian City, where the most magic knowledge was stored.
If one followed the proper way to find a spell that could exert a certain effect, one would have to search from the south tower's catalog. Only the name of the spell would be recorded there, as well as some relatively brief and representative comments. Mages who wanted to learn new knowledge could only gamble on their luck from this public information.
So most people's approach was to rely on word of mouth to find out which spells were more suitable for what. Then they would learn.
Sneaking into the South Tower's library to find the information he wanted was also one of the methods. But where was this place? Inside a Magic Tower. Even if there were no video surveillance screens, it was not a place where people could come and go.
Fen was confident that she could come and go as she pleased, but that method would not allow her to flip through the books to find information, which was meaningless for her purpose.
So she decided to follow a third method to solve the problem of collecting knowledge.
That was the "hacking method" that had never been seen in the Maze World.
The Society of Sorcerers in the Sijia District had established a forum that belonged to the district branch itself. All applications and discussions related to the Society had to be resolved in that exclusive forum. Of course, this also included the exchange of magic knowledge, or simply the sale of magic knowledge.
And for the magic knowledge of the south tower, as early as the year before last, the establishment of a database had been completed. This meant that instead of taking the risk or wallet crisis to rummage through the physical books, it was better to start with the forum. And the way to do this was to invade the network of the Maze World, which had never even existed.
Someone once brought up the issue of security in a casual chat, including network security and program security. If there were people who knew the business and did not use it, it would cause more or less losses. And for these practices, how to guard against them, Lin said a lot.
It was just that Fen was very curious at that time and asked, "You knew you had to say so much, but why didn't you do the security measures you said in the actual application?"
She remembered that someone did not answer this question at that time, but just smiled, a vulgar smile. Now Fen understood that it was not that someone could not design with security, but that he did not want to do it. As a result, he left an open back door for himself. Of course, it was also possible that his laziness was acting up and he was just digging a hole.
Following the path, Fen smoothly hacked into the database of the south tower and obtained the highest access. All the magic knowledge was exposed in front of her without any fee.
Using the small program that was originally written, she downloaded all the magic information of the Sijia District branch into the coffin. Fen carefully erased the traces she left behind, and then exited the forum screen of the branch.
Fen had an inexplicable sense of excitement about this hacker's behavior, and even wanted to tell the world what she had done. But she had no interest in doing stupid things like showing off when she was a thief. She just followed the advice given by someone and restored everything to its original state, as if she had never been there.
The reason for doing this, of course, was that she did not want to attract the attention of others and then get into trouble, or cause the other party to also notice the security problem and find a way to upgrade the program to fill the loophole.
And for the downloaded magic knowledge, which exceeded ten thousand, Fen was not stupid enough to read it one by one. Instead, she used the means of text exploration to filter out some keywords, reduce the number of targets, and then slowly read.
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