Jing Jiu entered the library, but he didn't go to the reading room like he had done before. Instead, he sat down in the grand hall.
The reason he sat in the grand hall was because he wanted to hear the reactions of the people around him. Though he could hear their reactions while sitting in the reading room, he was worried that he might miss something.
He had posted the book on many forums when he installed the false digital coordinates and information bridges on the upper level of the Stargate Base and the interplanetary network the day before.
It had been his intention all along to let the book spread in the Federation of the Milky Way.
According to Zong Lizi, one had to buy the right of access with the information points in order to post the book on those forums, and it had to be checked and verified.
Since it was so troublesome, it was unnecessary to do so.
With his current technology, the administrators of the forums had no way to discover the traces of the manipulation in the background, so they wouldn't delete the book for no reason.
One day and one night had elapsed. The book should have caused a great deal of discussion. If the ascendants were hiding in the Federation of the Milky Way, it wouldn't take long for them to find the book.
It was true that Jing Jiu had used the word "hiding" in his mind.
He didn't find any records about the ascendants on the interplanetary network, nor did he find any records in the hidden network.
He didn't even find any records about the ascendants on the interplanetary network.
After sitting in the grand hall for a while, Jing Jiu was certain that nobody was talking about the book. He felt a rare sense of disappointment.
Back in the reading room, he connected the optical cable to the silvery computer and inserted his finger into the data port of the computer. He started searching with his eyes closed.
He had searched hundreds of forums in a short time and read all the replies and comments. He paid attention to the number of "likes" and found that few people had responded.
As for the private messages from the film and television companies, the animation companies and the gaming companies, he didn't receive any.
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Time passed slowly.
The book titled "The Path Toward Heaven" had finally drawn some attention.
In the grand hall of the library, Jing Jiu heard the discussions of the students of the New Era Institute again. They were not discussing the origin of Zong Lizi this time, but the story itself. Some students didn't understand where she got so much money that she could buy the right of access to the upper level network and post the book on so many forums.
Jing Jiu thought that this was indeed a problem. He walked into the reading room, connected to the internet, and began to modify the copyright notices on various forums. He added the word "reproduced" to the title, and at the same time, retained the original author's name and private contact information.
The last website he modified was a local website on the Stargate Base. After uploading the copyright notice, he analyzed the data casually and noticed that a user stayed on the page for a long time, much longer than the average.
Maybe this person was very meticulous and read the story as a transcendental literature that won the Supernova Prize. Or maybe this person was so tired from work that he fell asleep the moment he opened the page and woke up the next day. There was another possibility, and that was that this person was the ascender he was looking for.
Without hesitation, Jing Jiu followed the traces left behind by the user.
Very soon, he encountered a barrier. This did not make him feel troubled, but instead increased his confidence.
If there wasn't a problem, why would ordinary internet users set up such a barrier?
It took him only a very short time, so short that he couldn't even perceive it, to break through the barrier and arrive at the local network of the opponent. But he found that he was wrong.
This was the internal network of a gaming company. No wonder there was a data filtering barrier. And the user was an ordinary employee in the planning department of a gaming company.
Jing Jiu found a few documents on the computer of the employee and understood why the employee was so interested in "The Path Toward Heaven".
This gaming company was called the Twirling Rain Company, the largest gaming company on this planet. It had sponsored the military, the government, the relevant institutions, the universities, and even the priest families, and was quite famous in the Federation.
This gaming company was quite ordinary in the company. It had produced two failed games in a row, and was on the verge of being shut down. It was in urgent need of a popular game to save itself.
There were countless novels, comics, movies, and TV shows on the interplanetary network. Among them, the works that had a great influence on society and could be adapted from them had already been cut off by the big companies. The copyright operation department of the Twirling Rain Company of course had many works, but they would only keep them for those studios with excellent performances. How could they give them to this studio that was on the verge of being shut down? As such, the members of this studio had no choice but to search for a cheap and good adapted work.
What did it mean to be cheap and good adapted work?
It meant to be a newcomer who knew nothing.
Or a dreamer.
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The employee found the novel "Chaotian" on a forum. He liked it very much, and he thought it would be easy to adapt it.
Though the Xianxia genre was not as popular as it had been, it still had a fixed audience. The story was simple and interesting. As long as the author didn't change the map or the setting, it would be popular.
However, he didn't have the right to buy the copyright; all he had was the right to suggest it. Even if the studio wanted to buy the copyright, they had to submit a report to the top management of the company and apply for a budget.
If the company approved the application, he would contact the author of the original work on behalf of the studio as soon as the process started.
This would expand the influence of the story and let more people know about the sceneries, sects, and people in Chaotian, which would make it easier for the ascendants to discover it …
Jing Jiu was of course willing to do it.
As he continued reading the monograph on physics, he paid attention to the private messages, waiting for the employee to contact him.
It was noon. He walked out of the library and took a look at the battleships in the sky.
It was unclear whether it was the feeling of not being able to achieve anything or the feeling of reading the monograph on physics, but he suddenly felt rather frustrated.
If he waited for the other party to contact him, how long would it take?
He shouldn't stay here any longer.
He turned around and went back to the library. He connected to the internet and began to hack into the gaming company called the Twirling Rain Company.
After dismantling a few firewalls, he accessed the high-sequence data platform of the Twirling Rain Company easily and read the report submitted by the studio.
In terms of visual images, the report looked like it was pressed under a pile of reports as high as a mountain; nobody would be able to see it until it was crushed to pieces.
Jing Jiu pulled out the report and put it on top of the pile. After some thought, he found it was still too slow to do so. As such, he checked the administrative procedures of the Twirling Rain Company and determined that the report had to go through at least seven departments before it could be approved.
Going through the administrative procedures was the most troublesome thing. The larger the company, the more troublesome it was. It was a nightmare for the employees of the company.
As far as Jing Jiu was concerned, it was a simple matter. He sent the report to the seven departments in turn and copied the electronic signatures of the heads of the seven departments. Then he wrote a few words in the name of the chairman of the Twirling Rain Company. Finally, he wrote the word "agreed".
Technically speaking, he was not worried that it would be discovered by others or that it would be exposed later.
Such a small game and a project with such a small budget would be as inconspicuous as a rat in the gutter in a big company of this level.
After some time, the heads of the departments and the chairman of the board would forget that they had never read the report when they saw the project.
Of course, the essential reason was that he didn't care even if the Twirling Rain Company discovered the problem.
He believed that the studio would soon receive the approval of the application and contact the author after getting the money. Then, they would develop the game as quickly as possible and promote it to the whole Federation of the Milky Way.
Jing Jiu had a good idea, but he didn't know one thing.
The chairman of the Twirling Rain Company was a member of the committee of the Federation of the Milky Way. He lived in the Main Galaxy all year round and seldom cared about the affairs of the company.
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Jing Jiu was in a good mood when he thought that an ascendant colleague would come to find him soon, most likely to be the Snow Girl.
After he returned to the apartment in the evening, Jing Jiu opened a bottle of ale and had a sip. He tasted it and found it tasteless, so he handed it to Zong Lizi.
Zong Lizi didn't see him drink the ale. She took the bottle and drank it, thanking him.
Jing Jiu waved his hand to indicate that she didn't mind. He lay back in the chair and continued reading the book with his eyes closed.
Zong Lizi didn't want to disturb his rest. She entered the room with the bottle of ale in her hand and resumed her Cultivation.
A surprised scream broke out in the apartment in the middle of the night, followed by the sound of the door being pushed open.
Zong Lizi came before the chair like a gust of wind and shook Jing Jiu "awake". "I … I … I've passed the fifth level!" she exclaimed excitedly.
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