Bad Boys Boot Camp: V2-C54

Volume 2 | Chapter 01: The Great God

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_{LK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.}
It wasn’t LK's first time running into the infamous ‘Great God’ Anonymous in that forum. That person rarely appeared, but when they did, a scene of pure chaos was left in their wake.

LK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.

_{Yet… {How did that guy react again?}}After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.

Yet… How did that guy react again?

Pressing the call button, the young man heard the female voice on the other end say, “Hey, don’t think about scarfing down instant noodles tonight, Qin Mo. I’ll be taking you out for dinner, alright?”

_{It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.}Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.

_{Account hacking, when done for the sake of stealing game accounts or private data for profit, was looked down upon in their circles. To them, it was about skills. What mattered to them was proficiency and testing their limits. Only low-end hackers would usually spend their time on such distasteful things.}
On their first meeting, that person dropped the source code for a new virus for free. The second time, they easily took down the server of an enemy on the forum who was smearing them. The third time they… Then the fourth time they…

Account hacking, when done for the sake of stealing game accounts or private data for profit, was looked down upon in their circles. To them, it was about skills. What mattered to them was proficiency and testing their limits. Only low-end hackers would usually spend their time on such distasteful things.

_{LK: [Great God, are these all you were looking for?]}LK: [Holy shіt! How did you even do that?]

LK: [Great God, are these all you were looking for?]

_{Such a thing was attempted six years ago. After he and Shen Zhuoyun had escaped that school, Qin Zhen, unable to contain her anger, contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents along with multіple media outlets to file a lawsuit against the Self-Improvement Academy regarding the young boy’s murder.}As time passed, it seemed most had forgotten the school which once operated as a nightmare factory. But Qin Mo hadn’t forgotten. He clearly remembered that place and his promise.

Such a thing was attempted six years ago. After he and Shen Zhuoyun had escaped that school, Qin Zhen, unable to contain her anger, contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents along with multіple media outlets to file a lawsuit against the Self-Improvement Academy regarding the young boy’s murder. The original copies of these videos were officially filed by Qin Zhen’s legal team as the primary evidence, but the day it was to be submitted, the network at both Qin Zhen’s company and the law firm went offline, and with that, all copies of the footage were destroyed.

_{That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'}A red explosion GIF then took its place, playing in an endless loop.

That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'

_{In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.}It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.

In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

_{After reading that reply, LK almost coughed up blood. But, as he was the one with the inferior skills, he could say nothing to object and quietly went looking for the folder used to store random items. After looking through it and finding the videos, he sent them over.}
That was how it was for this person, who left no means of identification, down to their IP address. But the old ones of the forum knew such a great god existed, lurking somewhere in the shadows until they chose to step into the light.

After reading that reply, LK almost coughed up blood. But, as he was the one with the inferior skills, he could say nothing to object and quietly went looking for the folder used to store random items. After looking through it and finding the videos, he sent them over.

Not only was the progrаmme to replace the surveillance footage stored on that USB, but it also had a copy of the surveillance footage saved by the school. Each video on its own was enough to be presented as evidence in court.

_{After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.}Qin Mo: [Send me the videos. I know you saved them.]

After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.

_{LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]}
Now was such a time. The great god returned to launch an attack on the forum administrator, of all people, who happened to be LK.

LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]

_{LK was taken aback. How did the Great God know he hacked that account or even that he got his hands on those videos?}Yet… How did that guy react again?

LK was taken aback. How did the Great God know he hacked that account or even that he got his hands on those videos?

_{Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.}He would make them pay the price.

Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.

_{{“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”}}He once looked into any news he could find about that person. He found out that they had launched a lawsuit, took hold of their inheritance, got injured at some point—but managed to drive their aunt and uncle to the brink. But one day, he received news concerning the Shen Group, and he found it indescribably tiring. From then on, he refused to look into that person’s affairs.

“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{Now was such a time. The great god returned to launch an attack on the forum administrator, of all people, who happened to be LK.}
LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.

Now was such a time. The great god returned to launch an attack on the forum administrator, of all people, who happened to be LK.

_{After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.}Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.

After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.

_{On their first meeting, that person dropped the source code for a new virus for free. The second time, they easily took down the server of an enemy on the forum who was smearing them. The third time they… Then the fourth time they…}The appeal of youthful memories comes from burying them deep within the soul, like treasure one can unearth when the years have long passed, to relish their sweet fragrance briefly. But if such moments are dredged up every day to feast on, no matter how sweet they once were, the flavour will be lost, and the soul will be left disturbed.

On their first meeting, that person dropped the source code for a new virus for free. The second time, they easily took down the server of an enemy on the forum who was smearing them. The third time they… Then the fourth time they…

_{The difference in zombie hosts between the two sides was significant, and his opponent opted for a DDoS attack. The young man looked on as sets of his own zombies were taken out one after the other, yet not a trace of panic could be seen.}That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

The difference in zombie hosts between the two sides was significant, and his opponent opted for a DDoS attack. The young man looked on as sets of his own zombies were taken out one after the other, yet not a trace of panic could be seen. Typing some more, he quickly put up a modified firewall that slowed the speed at which his zombies got destroyed, then pulled up another window that displayed the interface of the forum’s private messages.

Aware of these dangers, he made sure to never skimp on covering his tracks. So finding out that the Great God knows about one of his targets confounded him. He did indeed hack into that email account and swiped the video files he found. The footage he stumbled upon made him feel as if he had found proof of hell on earth, so he kept it.

_{Aware of these dangers, he made sure to never skimp on covering his tracks. So finding out that the Great God knows about one of his targets confounded him. He did indeed hack into that email account and swiped the video files he found. The footage he stumbled upon made him feel as if he had found proof of hell on earth, so he kept it.}
With his interest piqued, LK put out the butt hanging from his lips, his calloused fingers flіcking across the keyboard, producing a string of crisp clіcks. Becoming more irate at the scattered tapping sounds, he quickly ran a scan for the number of ‘broiler chickens’ his opponents had under their control.

_{Qin Mo: [Send me the videos. I know you saved them.]}But then there was LK. Profit was by no means his motivation; he was simply too nosy for his own good. Prying into people’s business was his hobby. Looking into their private chats and emails was entertaining, and when he found something interesting, he kept a copy for his own personal stash. It was far from a decent hobby, and one that may well lead him to his doom.

Qin Mo: [Send me the videos. I know you saved them.]

_{But as the years passed, such musing made him feel like an utter fool. In the throes of youth, how could such things be adequately assessed? Whether he liked him or not, such things were slowly washed away with the passage of time.}LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.

But as the years passed, such musing made him feel like an utter fool. In the throes of youth, how could such things be adequately assessed? Whether he liked him or not, such things were slowly washed away with the passage of time.

_{He would never give up.}
Those ‘broiler chickens’ were also known as 'zombie hosts', which were machines that had been compromised by a hacker to be controlled remotely. As an expert in the forum, LK had almost one hundred thousand zombie hosts under his control, their control divided amongst five auxiliary devices. So when the total number of zombies used by his opponent appeared after the scan, it made LK almost burst out in laughter.

He would never give up.

When Qin Mo had called Shen Qing’s mother six years back to take her daughter home, he asked the woman to tell her daughter to grab the USB Jiang Shao had left in the infirmary’s computer.

_{That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'}As time passed, it seemed most had forgotten the school which once operated as a nightmare factory. But Qin Mo hadn’t forgotten. He clearly remembered that place and his promise.

That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'

_{That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'}Was this really the mysterious great god? If that person at the other end of the connection were just some random one making rookie mistakes, it'd be super embarrassing.

That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'

_{Not only was the progrаmme to replace the surveillance footage stored on that USB, but it also had a copy of the surveillance footage saved by the school. Each video on its own was enough to be presented as evidence in court.}
Ten thousand units. These were not even enough to fill the gap in his teeth! When he looked into them more closely, the zombies' qualities were a mix of bad and good—not at all comparable to the ones under his control.

_[BOOM!]LK was taken aback. How did the Great God know he hacked that account or even that he got his hands on those videos?

[BOOM!]

_{When Qin Mo had called Shen Qing’s mother six years back to take her daughter home, he asked the woman to tell her daughter to grab the USB Jiang Shao had left in the infirmary’s computer.}
Was this really the mysterious great god? If that person at the other end of the connection were just some random one making rookie mistakes, it'd be super embarrassing.

When Qin Mo had called Shen Qing’s mother six years back to take her daughter home, he asked the woman to tell her daughter to grab the USB Jiang Shao had left in the infirmary’s computer.

_{Not only was the progrаmme to replace the surveillance footage stored on that USB, but it also had a copy of the surveillance footage saved by the school. Each video on its own was enough to be presented as evidence in court.}That guy seemed to be regarding him as some nobody, but the young man wasn’t the slightest bit upset at being looked down upon. Instead, he hopped out of the chat window, his fingers fluttering faster than before as they finally found the addresses of two of LK’s auxiliary machines. Then, without a second of hesitation, he destroyed them, taking out two-fifths of LK’s zombies. This reduced the pressure on his end by a lot, given that less than half of his own units remained.

_{LK: [Holy shіt! How did you even do that?]}Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

LK: [Holy shіt! How did you even do that?]

_{[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]}Qin Mo: [Yes.]

[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]

_{He once looked into any news he could find about that person. He found out that they had launched a lawsuit, took hold of their inheritance, got injured at some point—but managed to drive their aunt and uncle to the brink. But one day, he received news concerning the Shen Group, and he found it indescribably tiring. From then on, he refused to look into that person’s affairs.}N/A

He once looked into any news he could find about that person. He found out that they had launched a lawsuit, took hold of their inheritance, got injured at some point—but managed to drive their aunt and uncle to the brink. But one day, he received news concerning the Shen Group, and he found it indescribably tiring. From then on, he refused to look into that person’s affairs.

_{That person once had a pair of peach-blossom eyes, utterly alluring when they curved in tandem with his boisterous laughter.}
At the other end of the connection was a young man sitting in front of a computer screen, a pair of black-rimmed glasses frаming his face. His fingers tapped against the keys lightly, their rhythm unhurried. His eyes were set keenly on that screen, unwilling to pull them away.

That person once had a pair of peach-blossom eyes, utterly alluring when they curved in tandem with his boisterous laughter.

_{That person once had a pair of peach-blossom eyes, utterly alluring when they curved in tandem with his boisterous laughter.}LK: [Great God… I think there’s a misunderstanding…] he typed with a tremble.

That person once had a pair of peach-blossom eyes, utterly alluring when they curved in tandem with his boisterous laughter.

_{LK: [May I ask what you’re planning to do with them?]}LK: [Great God, may I ask your reason for seeking me out?]

LK: [May I ask what you’re planning to do with them?]

_{“Alright,” the young man replied, his just emotionless gaze now tinged with warmth, his lips also curling into a soft smile.}Ten thousand units. These were not even enough to fill the gap in his teeth! When he looked into them more closely, the zombies' qualities were a mix of bad and good—not at all comparable to the ones under his control.

“Alright,” the young man replied, his just emotionless gaze now tinged with warmth, his lips also curling into a soft smile.

_{Despite losing key evidence, the school was still shut down on the grounds of being an unlicensed institution and issued the appropriate fines. But the case of Zhu Ziying’s suicide was ruled as a case of poor supervision by the school, since there was no concrete evidence of ongoing abuse. As a result, the principal, Zhang Jingzi, was just ordered to pay the boy’s parents compensation.}
The difference in zombie hosts between the two sides was significant, and his opponent opted for a DDoS attack. The young man looked on as sets of his own zombies were taken out one after the other, yet not a trace of panic could be seen. Typing some more, he quickly put up a modified firewall that slowed the speed at which his zombies got destroyed, then pulled up another window that displayed the interface of the forum’s private messages.

Despite losing key evidence, the school was still shut down on the grounds of being an unlicensed institution and issued the appropriate fines. But the case of Zhu Ziying’s suicide was ruled as a case of poor supervision by the school, since there was no concrete evidence of ongoing abuse. As a result, the principal, Zhang Jingzi, was just ordered to pay the boy’s parents compensation.

_{Ten thousand units. These were not even enough to fill the gap in his teeth! When he looked into them more closely, the zombies' qualities were a mix of bad and good—not at all comparable to the ones under his control.}That guy on the opposite end seemed to have been woken up by the swift change in the situation, but just as they were about to focus on switching up their attack method, it was already too late. The young man with black glasses had taken out a third auxiliary device and was now trying to scope out their real IP address.

Ten thousand units. These were not even enough to fill the gap in his teeth! When he looked into them more closely, the zombies' qualities were a mix of bad and good—not at all comparable to the ones under his control.

_{That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'}
The message “[~]” was from LK, accompanied by a soldier smoking a cigarette, obviously showing his interest and approval of the firewall just launched.

That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'

_{LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.}Six years had passed—years that allowed his features to soften to where his gentle temperаment could now peek through; years that evened out the youthful crackle in his tone. Overall, he still possessed that aloof yet tempered nature, and his voice still had a slight rasp. While at that school, his screams during that incident may have left some long-lasting damage, but that rasp, when combined with an indifferent tone, had a certain kind of allure.

LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.

_{Aware of these dangers, he made sure to never skimp on covering his tracks. So finding out that the Great God knows about one of his targets confounded him. He did indeed hack into that email account and swiped the video files he found. The footage he stumbled upon made him feel as if he had found proof of hell on earth, so he kept it.}Such a thing was attempted six years ago. After he and Shen Zhuoyun had escaped that school, Qin Zhen, unable to contain her anger, contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents along with multіple media outlets to file a lawsuit against the Self-Improvement Academy regarding the young boy’s murder. The original copies of these videos were officially filed by Qin Zhen’s legal team as the primary evidence, but the day it was to be submitted, the network at both Qin Zhen’s company and the law firm went offline, and with that, all copies of the footage were destroyed.

_{Qin Zhen couldn’t stand such an outcome. But when she contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents to persist, the couple refused to try holding the instructors and principal accountable for the intentional harm that indirectly led to their son’s death. They simply couldn’t do it yet again.}“Don’t just say, ‘Alright’. Try remembering to cook some actual food for yourself. Or if you can’t, order out,” the woman complained from the other end of the line. “The only reason I can get you food is because I apparently have all the free time in the world. You’ve been eating nothing but instant noodles for a year. Aren’t you sick of it yet? I swear…”

Qin Zhen couldn’t stand such an outcome. But when she contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents to persist, the couple refused to try holding the instructors and principal accountable for the intentional harm that indirectly led to their son’s death. They simply couldn’t do it yet again.

_{The message “[~]” was from LK, accompanied by a soldier smoking a cigarette, obviously showing his interest and approval of the firewall just launched.}
[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]

The message “[~]” was from LK, accompanied by a soldier smoking a cigarette, obviously showing his interest and approval of the firewall just launched.

_{But as the years passed, such musing made him feel like an utter fool. In the throes of youth, how could such things be adequately assessed? Whether he liked him or not, such things were slowly washed away with the passage of time.}Six years had passed—years that allowed his features to soften to where his gentle temperаment could now peek through; years that evened out the youthful crackle in his tone. Overall, he still possessed that aloof yet tempered nature, and his voice still had a slight rasp. While at that school, his screams during that incident may have left some long-lasting damage, but that rasp, when combined with an indifferent tone, had a certain kind of allure.

_{But as the years passed, such musing made him feel like an utter fool. In the throes of youth, how could such things be adequately assessed? Whether he liked him or not, such things were slowly washed away with the passage of time.}Forcing away the memories of those years long passed from his mind, Qin Mo returned his focus to the chat window on his screen.

_{LK: [Great God… I think there’s a misunderstanding…] he typed with a tremble.}
That guy seemed to be regarding him as some nobody, but the young man wasn’t the slightest bit upset at being looked down upon. Instead, he hopped out of the chat window, his fingers fluttering faster than before as they finally found the addresses of two of LK’s auxiliary machines. Then, without a second of hesitation, he destroyed them, taking out two-fifths of LK’s zombies. This reduced the pressure on his end by a lot, given that less than half of his own units remained.

LK: [Great God… I think there’s a misunderstanding…] he typed with a tremble.

_{He simply replied: 'In this life, I will never let you go.'}After reading that reply, LK almost coughed up blood. But, as he was the one with the inferior skills, he could say nothing to object and quietly went looking for the folder used to store random items. After looking through it and finding the videos, he sent them over.

He simply replied: 'In this life, I will never let you go.'

_{After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.}That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'

After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.

_{After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.}On their first meeting, that person dropped the source code for a new virus for free. The second time, they easily took down the server of an enemy on the forum who was smearing them. The third time they… Then the fourth time they…

After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.

_{Qin Mo: [I’m interested in the videos you took after hacking into the email account: xxx@xx.com, four years ago.]}
That guy on the opposite end seemed to have been woken up by the swift change in the situation, but just as they were about to focus on switching up their attack method, it was already too late. The young man with black glasses had taken out a third auxiliary device and was now trying to scope out their real IP address.

Qin Mo: [I’m interested in the videos you took after hacking into the email account: xxx@xx.com, four years ago.]

_{Ten thousand units. These were not even enough to fill the gap in his teeth! When he looked into them more closely, the zombies' qualities were a mix of bad and good—not at all comparable to the ones under his control.}That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

_{Qin Mo: [Send me the videos. I know you saved them.]}Qin Mo: [Yes.]

Qin Mo: [Send me the videos. I know you saved them.]

_N/AHe would make them pay the price.

N/A

_N/AThat person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

N/A

_{“Oh, really? It’s not like you’re the one busy or anything. It’s no skin off your back, after all.” Yet, despite the woman’s complaining, she still added, “Next time, then. I’ll get you some next time. I owe you that much at least.”}
LK was truly taken aback by the sudden attack. Never had he expected someone to track down his IP address with such speed. But just as he was about to implement some protective measures, he was met with a black screen, a black screen with white text at the centre that seemed to be glaring at him:

“Oh, really? It’s not like you’re the one busy or anything. It’s no skin off your back, after all.” Yet, despite the woman’s complaining, she still added, “Next time, then. I’ll get you some next time. I owe you that much at least.”

_{LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]}Now was such a time. The great god returned to launch an attack on the forum administrator, of all people, who happened to be LK.

LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]

_{Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.}But then there was LK. Profit was by no means his motivation; he was simply too nosy for his own good. Prying into people’s business was his hobby. Looking into their private chats and emails was entertaining, and when he found something interesting, he kept a copy for his own personal stash. It was far from a decent hobby, and one that may well lead him to his doom.

Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

_{Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.}[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]

Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.

_.
[BOOM!]

_{One after the other, Qin Mo opened the video files with dates encoded in them. They were surveillance footage, rough-looking ones at that. Yet the scenes recorded within them were clear—scenes of the pain and sorrow which had befallen the children hidden away at that school six years prior.}Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

One after the other, Qin Mo opened the video files with dates encoded in them. They were surveillance footage, rough-looking ones at that. Yet the scenes recorded within them were clear—scenes of the pain and sorrow which had befallen the children hidden away at that school six years prior.

_{Such a thing was attempted six years ago. After he and Shen Zhuoyun had escaped that school, Qin Zhen, unable to contain her anger, contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents along with multіple media outlets to file a lawsuit against the Self-Improvement Academy regarding the young boy’s murder.}That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'

_{He would never give up.}LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.

He would never give up.

_{He simply replied: 'In this life, I will never let you go.'}
A red explosion GIF then took its place, playing in an endless loop.

He simply replied: 'In this life, I will never let you go.'

_{LK: [Great God… I think there’s a misunderstanding…] he typed with a tremble.}In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

LK: [Great God… I think there’s a misunderstanding…] he typed with a tremble.

_{{“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”}}LK: [You win, okay? I surrender! So please don't take out my main server!]

“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{“Do you like me?”}
Thinking that the other guy’s screen was already showing his victorious fireworks, the young man curled the corners of his lips and pulled up the chat window from earlier, with a few new messages being left.

“Do you like me?”

_{Forcing away the memories of those years long passed from his mind, Qin Mo returned his focus to the chat window on his screen.}He would make them pay the price.

Forcing away the memories of those years long passed from his mind, Qin Mo returned his focus to the chat window on his screen.

_{A red explosion GIF then took its place, playing in an endless loop.}So to him, when it came to words such as 'like', 'love', or 'affection', they were simply feelings planted in the spring, grown in the summer, harvested during autumn, to ultimately be put away when winter finally comes.

A red explosion GIF then took its place, playing in an endless loop.

_{It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.}When Qin Mo had called Shen Qing’s mother six years back to take her daughter home, he asked the woman to tell her daughter to grab the USB Jiang Shao had left in the infirmary’s computer.

It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.

_{“Don’t just say, ‘Alright’. Try remembering to cook some actual food for yourself. Or if you can’t, order out,” the woman complained from the other end of the line. “The only reason I can get you food is because I apparently have all the free time in the world. You’ve been eating nothing but instant noodles for a year. Aren’t you sick of it yet? I swear…”}Qin Zhen couldn’t stand such an outcome. But when she contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents to persist, the couple refused to try holding the instructors and principal accountable for the intentional harm that indirectly led to their son’s death. They simply couldn’t do it yet again.

“Don’t just say, ‘Alright’. Try remembering to cook some actual food for yourself. Or if you can’t, order out,” the woman complained from the other end of the line. “The only reason I can get you food is because I apparently have all the free time in the world. You’ve been eating nothing but instant noodles for a year. Aren’t you sick of it yet? I swear…”

_{Yet… How did that guy react again?}
LK: [Holy shіt! How did you even do that?]

Yet… How did that guy react again?

_{But as the years passed, such musing made him feel like an utter fool. In the throes of youth, how could such things be adequately assessed? Whether he liked him or not, such things were slowly washed away with the passage of time.}“Don’t just say, ‘Alright’. Try remembering to cook some actual food for yourself. Or if you can’t, order out,” the woman complained from the other end of the line. “The only reason I can get you food is because I apparently have all the free time in the world. You’ve been eating nothing but instant noodles for a year. Aren’t you sick of it yet? I swear…”

_{LK: [Great God… I think there’s a misunderstanding…] he typed with a tremble.}Pressing the call button, the young man heard the female voice on the other end say, “Hey, don’t think about scarfing down instant noodles tonight, Qin Mo. I’ll be taking you out for dinner, alright?”

LK: [Great God… I think there’s a misunderstanding…] he typed with a tremble.

_{He simply replied: 'In this life, I will never let you go.'}Despite losing key evidence, the school was still shut down on the grounds of being an unlicensed institution and issued the appropriate fines. But the case of Zhu Ziying’s suicide was ruled as a case of poor supervision by the school, since there was no concrete evidence of ongoing abuse. As a result, the principal, Zhang Jingzi, was just ordered to pay the boy’s parents compensation.

He simply replied: 'In this life, I will never let you go.'

_{Do I like him…?}
LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]

Do I like him…?

_{LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]}A red explosion GIF then took its place, playing in an endless loop.

LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]

_{One after the other, Qin Mo opened the video files with dates encoded in them. They were surveillance footage, rough-looking ones at that. Yet the scenes recorded within them were clear—scenes of the pain and sorrow which had befallen the children hidden away at that school six years prior.}
LK: [You win, okay? I surrender! So please don't take out my main server!]

_{It wasn’t LK's first time running into the infamous ‘Great God’ Anonymous in that forum. That person rarely appeared, but when they did, a scene of pure chaos was left in their wake.}The message “[~]” was from LK, accompanied by a soldier smoking a cigarette, obviously showing his interest and approval of the firewall just launched.

It wasn’t LK's first time running into the infamous ‘Great God’ Anonymous in that forum. That person rarely appeared, but when they did, a scene of pure chaos was left in their wake.

_{Pressing the call button, the young man heard the female voice on the other end say, “Hey, don’t think about scarfing down instant noodles tonight, Qin Mo. I’ll be taking you out for dinner, alright?”}
That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

_{He simply replied: 'In this life, I will never let you go.'}Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

He simply replied: 'In this life, I will never let you go.'

_{LK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.}“Alright,” the young man replied, his just emotionless gaze now tinged with warmth, his lips also curling into a soft smile.

LK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.

_{He would make them pay the price.}LK: [May I ask what you’re planning to do with them?]

He would make them pay the price.

_.In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

_{Qin Mo: [I won't tell anyone about you. I won’t even mention the fact that you like peeping at other people’s screens or that you have 20GB of adult videos you have stashed on one of your drives.]}
Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

Qin Mo: [I won't tell anyone about you. I won’t even mention the fact that you like peeping at other people’s screens or that you have 20GB of adult videos you have stashed on one of your drives.]

_{LK: [You win, okay? I surrender! So please don't take out my main server!]}But then there was LK. Profit was by no means his motivation; he was simply too nosy for his own good. Prying into people’s business was his hobby. Looking into their private chats and emails was entertaining, and when he found something interesting, he kept a copy for his own personal stash. It was far from a decent hobby, and one that may well lead him to his doom.

LK: [You win, okay? I surrender! So please don't take out my main server!]

_{LK was taken aback. How did the Great God know he hacked that account or even that he got his hands on those videos?}LK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.

LK was taken aback. How did the Great God know he hacked that account or even that he got his hands on those videos?

_.After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.

_{The difference in zombie hosts between the two sides was significant, and his opponent opted for a DDoS attack. The young man looked on as sets of his own zombies were taken out one after the other, yet not a trace of panic could be seen.}
Pressing the call button, the young man heard the female voice on the other end say, “Hey, don’t think about scarfing down instant noodles tonight, Qin Mo. I’ll be taking you out for dinner, alright?”

_{In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.}Aware of these dangers, he made sure to never skimp on covering his tracks. So finding out that the Great God knows about one of his targets confounded him. He did indeed hack into that email account and swiped the video files he found. The footage he stumbled upon made him feel as if he had found proof of hell on earth, so he kept it.

In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

_{LK: [May I ask what you’re planning to do with them?]}LK: [You win, okay? I surrender! So please don't take out my main server!]

LK: [May I ask what you’re planning to do with them?]

_N/ALK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.

N/A

_{That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'}
“Alright,” the young man replied, his just emotionless gaze now tinged with warmth, his lips also curling into a soft smile.

That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'

_{Pressing the call button, the young man heard the female voice on the other end say, “Hey, don’t think about scarfing down instant noodles tonight, Qin Mo. I’ll be taking you out for dinner, alright?”}LK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.

_{{“Do you like me?”}}Do I like him…?

“Do you like me?”

_[BOOM!]
“Don’t just say, ‘Alright’. Try remembering to cook some actual food for yourself. Or if you can’t, order out,” the woman complained from the other end of the line. “The only reason I can get you food is because I apparently have all the free time in the world. You’ve been eating nothing but instant noodles for a year. Aren’t you sick of it yet? I swear…”

[BOOM!]

_{Forcing away the memories of those years long passed from his mind, Qin Mo returned his focus to the chat window on his screen.}Despite losing key evidence, the school was still shut down on the grounds of being an unlicensed institution and issued the appropriate fines. But the case of Zhu Ziying’s suicide was ruled as a case of poor supervision by the school, since there was no concrete evidence of ongoing abuse. As a result, the principal, Zhang Jingzi, was just ordered to pay the boy’s parents compensation.

Forcing away the memories of those years long passed from his mind, Qin Mo returned his focus to the chat window on his screen.

_{So to him, when it came to words such as 'like', 'love', or 'affection', they were simply feelings planted in the spring, grown in the summer, harvested during autumn, to ultimately be put away when winter finally comes.}
“Can you bring me some dim sum, then? Canto-style?” the young man asked shamelessly. “I heard they’re delicious.”

So to him, when it came to words such as 'like', 'love', or 'affection', they were simply feelings planted in the spring, grown in the summer, harvested during autumn, to ultimately be put away when winter finally comes.

_{{“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”}}“Oh, really? It’s not like you’re the one busy or anything. It’s no skin off your back, after all.” Yet, despite the woman’s complaining, she still added, “Next time, then. I’ll get you some next time. I owe you that much at least.”

“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.}Qin Mo: [Yes.]

Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.

_{Qin Mo: [Send me the videos. I know you saved them.]}
“Oh, really? It’s not like you’re the one busy or anything. It’s no skin off your back, after all.” Yet, despite the woman’s complaining, she still added, “Next time, then. I’ll get you some next time. I owe you that much at least.”

Qin Mo: [Send me the videos. I know you saved them.]

_{That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'}But then there was LK. Profit was by no means his motivation; he was simply too nosy for his own good. Prying into people’s business was his hobby. Looking into their private chats and emails was entertaining, and when he found something interesting, he kept a copy for his own personal stash. It was far from a decent hobby, and one that may well lead him to his doom.

That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'

Six years had passed—years that allowed his features to soften to where his gentle temperаment could now peek through; years that evened out the youthful crackle in his tone. Overall, he still possessed that aloof yet tempered nature, and his voice still had a slight rasp. While at that school, his screams during that incident may have left some long-lasting damage, but that rasp, when combined with an indifferent tone, had a certain kind of allure.

_{Ten thousand units. These were not even enough to fill the gap in his teeth! When he looked into them more closely, the zombies' qualities were a mix of bad and good—not at all comparable to the ones under his control.}
Six years had passed—years that allowed his features to soften to where his gentle temperаment could now peek through; years that evened out the youthful crackle in his tone. Overall, he still possessed that aloof yet tempered nature, and his voice still had a slight rasp. While at that school, his screams during that incident may have left some long-lasting damage, but that rasp, when combined with an indifferent tone, had a certain kind of allure.

_{Qin Mo: [No comment.]}Those ‘broiler chickens’ were also known as 'zombie hosts', which were machines that had been compromised by a hacker to be controlled remotely. As an expert in the forum, LK had almost one hundred thousand zombie hosts under his control, their control divided amongst five auxiliary devices. So when the total number of zombies used by his opponent appeared after the scan, it made LK almost burst out in laughter.

Qin Mo: [No comment.]

_{Those ‘broiler chickens’ were also known as 'zombie hosts', which were machines that had been compromised by a hacker to be controlled remotely. As an expert in the forum, LK had almost one hundred thousand zombie hosts under his control, their control divided amongst five auxiliary devices.}
Forcing away the memories of those years long passed from his mind, Qin Mo returned his focus to the chat window on his screen.

Those ‘broiler chickens’ were also known as 'zombie hosts', which were machines that had been compromised by a hacker to be controlled remotely. As an expert in the forum, LK had almost one hundred thousand zombie hosts under his control, their control divided amongst five auxiliary devices. So when the total number of zombies used by his opponent appeared after the scan, it made LK almost burst out in laughter.

_{LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]}That guy seemed to be regarding him as some nobody, but the young man wasn’t the slightest bit upset at being looked down upon. Instead, he hopped out of the chat window, his fingers fluttering faster than before as they finally found the addresses of two of LK’s auxiliary machines. Then, without a second of hesitation, he destroyed them, taking out two-fifths of LK’s zombies. This reduced the pressure on his end by a lot, given that less than half of his own units remained.

LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]

_{After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.}
It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.

After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.

_{LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]}That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]

_{{Do I like him…?}}Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

Do I like him…?

_{The appeal of youthful memories comes from burying them deep within the soul, like treasure one can unearth when the years have long passed, to relish their sweet fragrance briefly. But if such moments are dredged up every day to feast on, no matter how sweet they once were, the flavour will be lost, and the soul will be left disturbed.}One after the other, Qin Mo opened the video files with dates encoded in them. They were surveillance footage, rough-looking ones at that. Yet the scenes recorded within them were clear—scenes of the pain and sorrow which had befallen the children hidden away at that school six years prior.

The appeal of youthful memories comes from burying them deep within the soul, like treasure one can unearth when the years have long passed, to relish their sweet fragrance briefly. But if such moments are dredged up every day to feast on, no matter how sweet they once were, the flavour will be lost, and the soul will be left disturbed.

_.
LK: [Great God, may I ask your reason for seeking me out?]

_{{Do I like him…?}}“Don’t just say, ‘Alright’. Try remembering to cook some actual food for yourself. Or if you can’t, order out,” the woman complained from the other end of the line. “The only reason I can get you food is because I apparently have all the free time in the world. You’ve been eating nothing but instant noodles for a year. Aren’t you sick of it yet? I swear…”

Do I like him…?

“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{That promise—that oath—lingered in Qin Mo’s mind like a curse. The question that person asked before playing over in his head on repeat.}He would make them pay the price.

That promise—that oath—lingered in Qin Mo’s mind like a curse. The question that person asked before playing over in his head on repeat.

_{The appeal of youthful memories comes from burying them deep within the soul, like treasure one can unearth when the years have long passed, to relish their sweet fragrance briefly. But if such moments are dredged up every day to feast on, no matter how sweet they once were, the flavour will be lost, and the soul will be left disturbed.}LK was truly taken aback by the sudden attack. Never had he expected someone to track down his IP address with such speed. But just as he was about to implement some protective measures, he was met with a black screen, a black screen with white text at the centre that seemed to be glaring at him:

_{Forcing away the memories of those years long passed from his mind, Qin Mo returned his focus to the chat window on his screen.}
I doubt you did all this just to mess with me for the fun of it.

Forcing away the memories of those years long passed from his mind, Qin Mo returned his focus to the chat window on his screen.

_{Volume 2 | Chapter 01: The Great God}Such a thing was attempted six years ago. After he and Shen Zhuoyun had escaped that school, Qin Zhen, unable to contain her anger, contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents along with multіple media outlets to file a lawsuit against the Self-Improvement Academy regarding the young boy’s murder. The original copies of these videos were officially filed by Qin Zhen’s legal team as the primary evidence, but the day it was to be submitted, the network at both Qin Zhen’s company and the law firm went offline, and with that, all copies of the footage were destroyed.

Volume 2 | Chapter 01: The Great God

LK was truly taken aback by the sudden attack. Never had he expected someone to track down his IP address with such speed. But just as he was about to implement some protective measures, he was met with a black screen, a black screen with white text at the centre that seemed to be glaring at him:

_{“Alright,” the young man replied, his just emotionless gaze now tinged with warmth, his lips also curling into a soft smile.}
Qin Mo: [I’m interested in the videos you took after hacking into the email account: xxx@xx.com, four years ago.]

“Alright,” the young man replied, his just emotionless gaze now tinged with warmth, his lips also curling into a soft smile.

_{{Do I like him…?}}Qin Mo: [I won't tell anyone about you. I won’t even mention the fact that you like peeping at other people’s screens or that you have 20GB of adult videos you have stashed on one of your drives.]

Do I like him…?

_{A red explosion GIF then took its place, playing in an endless loop.}
LK was taken aback. How did the Great God know he hacked that account or even that he got his hands on those videos?

A red explosion GIF then took its place, playing in an endless loop.

_{On their first meeting, that person dropped the source code for a new virus for free. The second time, they easily took down the server of an enemy on the forum who was smearing them. The third time they… Then the fourth time they…}“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.

_{When Qin Mo had called Shen Qing’s mother six years back to take her daughter home, he asked the woman to tell her daughter to grab the USB Jiang Shao had left in the infirmary’s computer.}.

When Qin Mo had called Shen Qing’s mother six years back to take her daughter home, he asked the woman to tell her daughter to grab the USB Jiang Shao had left in the infirmary’s computer.

_{But as the years passed, such musing made him feel like an utter fool. In the throes of youth, how could such things be adequately assessed? Whether he liked him or not, such things were slowly washed away with the passage of time.}LK was taken aback. How did the Great God know he hacked that account or even that he got his hands on those videos?

_{He would make them pay the price.}
Account hacking, when done for the sake of stealing game accounts or private data for profit, was looked down upon in their circles. To them, it was about skills. What mattered to them was proficiency and testing their limits. Only low-end hackers would usually spend their time on such distasteful things.

He would make them pay the price.

_{[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]}The appeal of youthful memories comes from burying them deep within the soul, like treasure one can unearth when the years have long passed, to relish their sweet fragrance briefly. But if such moments are dredged up every day to feast on, no matter how sweet they once were, the flavour will be lost, and the soul will be left disturbed.

[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]

_{After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.}After reading that reply, LK almost coughed up blood. But, as he was the one with the inferior skills, he could say nothing to object and quietly went looking for the folder used to store random items. After looking through it and finding the videos, he sent them over.

After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.

_{In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.}N/A

In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

_{Ten thousand units. These were not even enough to fill the gap in his teeth! When he looked into them more closely, the zombies' qualities were a mix of bad and good—not at all comparable to the ones under his control.}Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

_{LK was truly taken aback by the sudden attack. Never had he expected someone to track down his IP address with such speed. But just as he was about to implement some protective measures, he was met with a black screen, a black screen with white text at the centre that seemed to be glaring at him:}
But then there was LK. Profit was by no means his motivation; he was simply too nosy for his own good. Prying into people’s business was his hobby. Looking into their private chats and emails was entertaining, and when he found something interesting, he kept a copy for his own personal stash. It was far from a decent hobby, and one that may well lead him to his doom.

_{That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.}LK was taken aback. How did the Great God know he hacked that account or even that he got his hands on those videos?

That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

_{As time passed, it seemed most had forgotten the school which once operated as a nightmare factory. But Qin Mo hadn’t forgotten. He clearly remembered that place and his promise.}LK: [May I ask what you’re planning to do with them?]

As time passed, it seemed most had forgotten the school which once operated as a nightmare factory. But Qin Mo hadn’t forgotten. He clearly remembered that place and his promise.

_{Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.}Qin Mo: [I won't tell anyone about you. I won’t even mention the fact that you like peeping at other people’s screens or that you have 20GB of adult videos you have stashed on one of your drives.]

Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

_{Qin Mo: [Yes.]}
Aware of these dangers, he made sure to never skimp on covering his tracks. So finding out that the Great God knows about one of his targets confounded him. He did indeed hack into that email account and swiped the video files he found. The footage he stumbled upon made him feel as if he had found proof of hell on earth, so he kept it.

Qin Mo: [Yes.]

_{In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.}After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.

In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

_{The appeal of youthful memories comes from burying them deep within the soul, like treasure one can unearth when the years have long passed, to relish their sweet fragrance briefly. But if such moments are dredged up every day to feast on, no matter how sweet they once were, the flavour will be lost, and the soul will be left disturbed.}That guy on the opposite end seemed to have been woken up by the swift change in the situation, but just as they were about to focus on switching up their attack method, it was already too late. The young man with black glasses had taken out a third auxiliary device and was now trying to scope out their real IP address.

_{The difference in zombie hosts between the two sides was significant, and his opponent opted for a DDoS attack. The young man looked on as sets of his own zombies were taken out one after the other, yet not a trace of panic could be seen.}Qin Mo: [I won't tell anyone about you. I won’t even mention the fact that you like peeping at other people’s screens or that you have 20GB of adult videos you have stashed on one of your drives.]

_{LK: [May I ask what you’re planning to do with them?]}
Qin Mo: [Send me the videos. I know you saved them.]

LK: [May I ask what you’re planning to do with them?]

_{Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.}Volume 2 | Chapter 01: The Great God

Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

_.Pressing the call button, the young man heard the female voice on the other end say, “Hey, don’t think about scarfing down instant noodles tonight, Qin Mo. I’ll be taking you out for dinner, alright?”

_{I doubt you did all this just to mess with me for the fun of it.}
LK: [Great God… I think there’s a misunderstanding…] he typed with a tremble.

I doubt you did all this just to mess with me for the fun of it.

_{It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.}LK: [Great God, may I ask your reason for seeking me out?]

It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.

_{That guy on the opposite end seemed to have been woken up by the swift change in the situation, but just as they were about to focus on switching up their attack method, it was already too late. The young man with black glasses had taken out a third auxiliary device and was now trying to scope out their real IP address.}LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]

That guy on the opposite end seemed to have been woken up by the swift change in the situation, but just as they were about to focus on switching up their attack method, it was already too late. The young man with black glasses had taken out a third auxiliary device and was now trying to scope out their real IP address.

_{Not only was the progrаmme to replace the surveillance footage stored on that USB, but it also had a copy of the surveillance footage saved by the school. Each video on its own was enough to be presented as evidence in court.}“Can you bring me some dim sum, then? Canto-style?” the young man asked shamelessly. “I heard they’re delicious.”

_{[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]}In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]

_{Was this really the mysterious great god? If that person at the other end of the connection were just some random one making rookie mistakes, it'd be super embarrassing.}
Qin Mo: [I won't tell anyone about you. I won’t even mention the fact that you like peeping at other people’s screens or that you have 20GB of adult videos you have stashed on one of your drives.]

Was this really the mysterious great god? If that person at the other end of the connection were just some random one making rookie mistakes, it'd be super embarrassing.

_{Now was such a time. The great god returned to launch an attack on the forum administrator, of all people, who happened to be LK.}[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]

Now was such a time. The great god returned to launch an attack on the forum administrator, of all people, who happened to be LK.

_{“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”}
After reading that reply, LK almost coughed up blood. But, as he was the one with the inferior skills, he could say nothing to object and quietly went looking for the folder used to store random items. After looking through it and finding the videos, he sent them over.

“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_N/ADespite losing key evidence, the school was still shut down on the grounds of being an unlicensed institution and issued the appropriate fines. But the case of Zhu Ziying’s suicide was ruled as a case of poor supervision by the school, since there was no concrete evidence of ongoing abuse. As a result, the principal, Zhang Jingzi, was just ordered to pay the boy’s parents compensation.

N/A

_{Pressing the call button, the young man heard the female voice on the other end say, “Hey, don’t think about scarfing down instant noodles tonight, Qin Mo. I’ll be taking you out for dinner, alright?”}Now was such a time. The great god returned to launch an attack on the forum administrator, of all people, who happened to be LK.

_{Thinking that the other guy’s screen was already showing his victorious fireworks, the young man curled the corners of his lips and pulled up the chat window from earlier, with a few new messages being left.}Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.

Thinking that the other guy’s screen was already showing his victorious fireworks, the young man curled the corners of his lips and pulled up the chat window from earlier, with a few new messages being left.

_{That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'}It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.

That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'

_{“Can you bring me some dim sum, then? Canto-style?” the young man asked shamelessly. “I heard they’re delicious.”}
LK: [Great God, are these all you were looking for?]

“Can you bring me some dim sum, then? Canto-style?” the young man asked shamelessly. “I heard they’re delicious.”

_{Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.}A red explosion GIF then took its place, playing in an endless loop.

Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

_{Qin Mo: [No comment.]}.

Qin Mo: [No comment.]

_{Qin Mo: [I won't tell anyone about you. I won’t even mention the fact that you like peeping at other people’s screens or that you have 20GB of adult videos you have stashed on one of your drives.]}After ending the call, Qin Zhen’s ever-growing worry towards him for the past few years stuck with him for a moment.

_{The message “[~]” was from LK, accompanied by a soldier smoking a cigarette, obviously showing his interest and approval of the firewall just launched.}Qin Zhen couldn’t stand such an outcome. But when she contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents to persist, the couple refused to try holding the instructors and principal accountable for the intentional harm that indirectly led to their son’s death. They simply couldn’t do it yet again.

The message “[~]” was from LK, accompanied by a soldier smoking a cigarette, obviously showing his interest and approval of the firewall just launched.

_{Thinking that the other guy’s screen was already showing his victorious fireworks, the young man curled the corners of his lips and pulled up the chat window from earlier, with a few new messages being left.}
LK: [May I ask what you’re planning to do with them?]

_{{“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”}}LK was truly taken aback by the sudden attack. Never had he expected someone to track down his IP address with such speed. But just as he was about to implement some protective measures, he was met with a black screen, a black screen with white text at the centre that seemed to be glaring at him:

“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{The difference in zombie hosts between the two sides was significant, and his opponent opted for a DDoS attack. The young man looked on as sets of his own zombies were taken out one after the other, yet not a trace of panic could be seen.}The message “[~]” was from LK, accompanied by a soldier smoking a cigarette, obviously showing his interest and approval of the firewall just launched.

_{But then there was LK. Profit was by no means his motivation; he was simply too nosy for his own good. Prying into people’s business was his hobby. Looking into their private chats and emails was entertaining, and when he found something interesting, he kept a copy for his own personal stash. It was far from a decent hobby, and one that may well lead him to his doom.}
Qin Mo: [No comment.]

But then there was LK. Profit was by no means his motivation; he was simply too nosy for his own good. Prying into people’s business was his hobby. Looking into their private chats and emails was entertaining, and when he found something interesting, he kept a copy for his own personal stash. It was far from a decent hobby, and one that may well lead him to his doom.

_{In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.}He would make them pay the price.

In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

_{LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.}
LK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.

LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.

_{With his interest piqued, LK put out the butt hanging from his lips, his calloused fingers flіcking across the keyboard, producing a string of crisp clіcks. Becoming more irate at the scattered tapping sounds, he quickly ran a scan for the number of ‘broiler chickens’ his opponents had under their control.}With his interest piqued, LK put out the butt hanging from his lips, his calloused fingers flіcking across the keyboard, producing a string of crisp clіcks. Becoming more irate at the scattered tapping sounds, he quickly ran a scan for the number of ‘broiler chickens’ his opponents had under their control.

With his interest piqued, LK put out the butt hanging from his lips, his calloused fingers flіcking across the keyboard, producing a string of crisp clіcks. Becoming more irate at the scattered tapping sounds, he quickly ran a scan for the number of ‘broiler chickens’ his opponents had under their control.

_{He would make them pay the price.}It wasn’t LK's first time running into the infamous ‘Great God’ Anonymous in that forum. That person rarely appeared, but when they did, a scene of pure chaos was left in their wake.

He would make them pay the price.

_{LK: [Holy shіt! How did you even do that?]}Yet… How did that guy react again?

LK: [Holy shіt! How did you even do that?]

_{LK: [You win, okay? I surrender! So please don't take out my main server!]}
.

LK: [You win, okay? I surrender! So please don't take out my main server!]

_{That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'}LK was taken aback. How did the Great God know he hacked that account or even that he got his hands on those videos?

That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'

That was how it was for this person, who left no means of identification, down to their IP address. But the old ones of the forum knew such a great god existed, lurking somewhere in the shadows until they chose to step into the light.

_{So to him, when it came to words such as 'like', 'love', or 'affection', they were simply feelings planted in the spring, grown in the summer, harvested during autumn, to ultimately be put away when winter finally comes.}Despite losing key evidence, the school was still shut down on the grounds of being an unlicensed institution and issued the appropriate fines. But the case of Zhu Ziying’s suicide was ruled as a case of poor supervision by the school, since there was no concrete evidence of ongoing abuse. As a result, the principal, Zhang Jingzi, was just ordered to pay the boy’s parents compensation.

_{LK: [Great God, may I ask your reason for seeking me out?]}
.

LK: [Great God, may I ask your reason for seeking me out?]

_{Yet… {How did that guy react again?}}Yet… How did that guy react again?

Yet… How did that guy react again?

_{Qin Zhen couldn’t stand such an outcome. But when she contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents to persist, the couple refused to try holding the instructors and principal accountable for the intentional harm that indirectly led to their son’s death. They simply couldn’t do it yet again.}Aware of these dangers, he made sure to never skimp on covering his tracks. So finding out that the Great God knows about one of his targets confounded him. He did indeed hack into that email account and swiped the video files he found. The footage he stumbled upon made him feel as if he had found proof of hell on earth, so he kept it.

_{Pressing the call button, the young man heard the female voice on the other end say, “Hey, don’t think about scarfing down instant noodles tonight, Qin Mo. I’ll be taking you out for dinner, alright?”}Qin Zhen couldn’t stand such an outcome. But when she contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents to persist, the couple refused to try holding the instructors and principal accountable for the intentional harm that indirectly led to their son’s death. They simply couldn’t do it yet again.

_{Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.}That person once had a pair of peach-blossom eyes, utterly alluring when they curved in tandem with his boisterous laughter.

Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.

_{But as the years passed, such musing made him feel like an utter fool. In the throes of youth, how could such things be adequately assessed? Whether he liked him or not, such things were slowly washed away with the passage of time.}
One after the other, Qin Mo opened the video files with dates encoded in them. They were surveillance footage, rough-looking ones at that. Yet the scenes recorded within them were clear—scenes of the pain and sorrow which had befallen the children hidden away at that school six years prior.

_{That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.}When Qin Mo had called Shen Qing’s mother six years back to take her daughter home, he asked the woman to tell her daughter to grab the USB Jiang Shao had left in the infirmary’s computer.

That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

_{One after the other, Qin Mo opened the video files with dates encoded in them. They were surveillance footage, rough-looking ones at that. Yet the scenes recorded within them were clear—scenes of the pain and sorrow which had befallen the children hidden away at that school six years prior.}That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

_{Qin Mo: [No comment.]}Forcing away the memories of those years long passed from his mind, Qin Mo returned his focus to the chat window on his screen.

Qin Mo: [No comment.]

_{Such a thing was attempted six years ago. After he and Shen Zhuoyun had escaped that school, Qin Zhen, unable to contain her anger, contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents along with multіple media outlets to file a lawsuit against the Self-Improvement Academy regarding the young boy’s murder.}
When Qin Mo had called Shen Qing’s mother six years back to take her daughter home, he asked the woman to tell her daughter to grab the USB Jiang Shao had left in the infirmary’s computer.

_{That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'}LK was truly taken aback by the sudden attack. Never had he expected someone to track down his IP address with such speed. But just as he was about to implement some protective measures, he was met with a black screen, a black screen with white text at the centre that seemed to be glaring at him:

That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'

_{LK: [Great God, are these all you were looking for?]}
Not only was the progrаmme to replace the surveillance footage stored on that USB, but it also had a copy of the surveillance footage saved by the school. Each video on its own was enough to be presented as evidence in court.

LK: [Great God, are these all you were looking for?]

_{He simply replied: 'In this life, I will never let you go.'}[BOOM!]

He simply replied: 'In this life, I will never let you go.'

_{Qin Mo: [I won't tell anyone about you. I won’t even mention the fact that you like peeping at other people’s screens or that you have 20GB of adult videos you have stashed on one of your drives.]}But as the years passed, such musing made him feel like an utter fool. In the throes of youth, how could such things be adequately assessed? Whether he liked him or not, such things were slowly washed away with the passage of time.

_N/A
Such a thing was attempted six years ago. After he and Shen Zhuoyun had escaped that school, Qin Zhen, unable to contain her anger, contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents along with multіple media outlets to file a lawsuit against the Self-Improvement Academy regarding the young boy’s murder. The original copies of these videos were officially filed by Qin Zhen’s legal team as the primary evidence, but the day it was to be submitted, the network at both Qin Zhen’s company and the law firm went offline, and with that, all copies of the footage were destroyed.

N/A

_[BOOM!]A red explosion GIF then took its place, playing in an endless loop.

[BOOM!]

_{“Can you bring me some dim sum, then? Canto-style?” the young man asked shamelessly. “I heard they’re delicious.”}One after the other, Qin Mo opened the video files with dates encoded in them. They were surveillance footage, rough-looking ones at that. Yet the scenes recorded within them were clear—scenes of the pain and sorrow which had befallen the children hidden away at that school six years prior.

“Can you bring me some dim sum, then? Canto-style?” the young man asked shamelessly. “I heard they’re delicious.”

_{Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.}
Despite losing key evidence, the school was still shut down on the grounds of being an unlicensed institution and issued the appropriate fines. But the case of Zhu Ziying’s suicide was ruled as a case of poor supervision by the school, since there was no concrete evidence of ongoing abuse. As a result, the principal, Zhang Jingzi, was just ordered to pay the boy’s parents compensation.

Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

_{Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.}After reading that reply, LK almost coughed up blood. But, as he was the one with the inferior skills, he could say nothing to object and quietly went looking for the folder used to store random items. After looking through it and finding the videos, he sent them over.

Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

_{{Do I like him…?}}I doubt you did all this just to mess with me for the fun of it.

Do I like him…?

_{It wasn’t LK's first time running into the infamous ‘Great God’ Anonymous in that forum. That person rarely appeared, but when they did, a scene of pure chaos was left in their wake.}
Qin Zhen couldn’t stand such an outcome. But when she contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents to persist, the couple refused to try holding the instructors and principal accountable for the intentional harm that indirectly led to their son’s death. They simply couldn’t do it yet again.

It wasn’t LK's first time running into the infamous ‘Great God’ Anonymous in that forum. That person rarely appeared, but when they did, a scene of pure chaos was left in their wake.

_{Now was such a time. The great god returned to launch an attack on the forum administrator, of all people, who happened to be LK.}Was this really the mysterious great god? If that person at the other end of the connection were just some random one making rookie mistakes, it'd be super embarrassing.

Now was such a time. The great god returned to launch an attack on the forum administrator, of all people, who happened to be LK.

_{That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.}N/A

That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

_{He would never give up.}In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

He would never give up.

_{LK: [Holy shіt! How did you even do that?]}
Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.

LK: [Holy shіt! How did you even do that?]

_{LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]}Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

LK: [Are you really Anonymous?]

_{On their first meeting, that person dropped the source code for a new virus for free. The second time, they easily took down the server of an enemy on the forum who was smearing them. The third time they… Then the fourth time they…}That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

_{That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'}.

That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'

_{Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.}That guy on the opposite end seemed to have been woken up by the swift change in the situation, but just as they were about to focus on switching up their attack method, it was already too late. The young man with black glasses had taken out a third auxiliary device and was now trying to scope out their real IP address.

Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.

_{[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]}
As time passed, it seemed most had forgotten the school which once operated as a nightmare factory. But Qin Mo hadn’t forgotten. He clearly remembered that place and his promise.

[Hey, lil guy. Nice firewall. Where’d you get it?]

At the other end of the connection was a young man sitting in front of a computer screen, a pair of black-rimmed glasses frаming his face. His fingers tapped against the keys lightly, their rhythm unhurried. His eyes were set keenly on that screen, unwilling to pull them away.

_{{“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”}}That was how it was for this person, who left no means of identification, down to their IP address. But the old ones of the forum knew such a great god existed, lurking somewhere in the shadows until they chose to step into the light.

“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{That was how it was for this person, who left no means of identification, down to their IP address. But the old ones of the forum knew such a great god existed, lurking somewhere in the shadows until they chose to step into the light.}
“There will come a day when everyone will watch as I make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{LK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.}LK: [Great God, are these all you were looking for?]

LK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.

_[BOOM!]So to him, when it came to words such as 'like', 'love', or 'affection', they were simply feelings planted in the spring, grown in the summer, harvested during autumn, to ultimately be put away when winter finally comes.

[BOOM!]

_{LK: [Holy shіt! How did you even do that?]}LK was truly taken aback by the sudden attack. Never had he expected someone to track down his IP address with such speed. But just as he was about to implement some protective measures, he was met with a black screen, a black screen with white text at the centre that seemed to be glaring at him:

LK: [Holy shіt! How did you even do that?]

_{It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.}
He would never give up.

It seemed like the one on the other end was already taken in by the GIFs exploding on repeat, given how the tone of their messages was now as meek as a lamb’s.

_{Qin Mo: [Yes.]}Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

Qin Mo: [Yes.]

_{Thinking that the other guy’s screen was already showing his victorious fireworks, the young man curled the corners of his lips and pulled up the chat window from earlier, with a few new messages being left.}LK: [Great God, are these all you were looking for?]

_{At the other end of the connection was a young man sitting in front of a computer screen, a pair of black-rimmed glasses frаming his face. His fingers tapped against the keys lightly, their rhythm unhurried. His eyes were set keenly on that screen, unwilling to pull them away.}
Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

_[BOOM!].

[BOOM!]

_{In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.}
That person once had a pair of peach-blossom eyes, utterly alluring when they curved in tandem with his boisterous laughter.

In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

_{Qin Mo: [I won't tell anyone about you. I won’t even mention the fact that you like peeping at other people’s screens or that you have 20GB of adult videos you have stashed on one of your drives.]}LK couldn’t help but ask once his curiosity had returned, but those two words made him choke. Sadly, by the time he worked up the nerve to ask again, the Great God had logged off.

_{That guy seemed to be regarding him as some nobody, but the young man wasn’t the slightest bit upset at being looked down upon. Instead, he hopped out of the chat window, his fingers fluttering faster than before as they finally found the addresses of two of LK’s auxiliary machines.}That promise—that oath—lingered in Qin Mo’s mind like a curse. The question that person asked before playing over in his head on repeat.

That guy seemed to be regarding him as some nobody, but the young man wasn’t the slightest bit upset at being looked down upon. Instead, he hopped out of the chat window, his fingers fluttering faster than before as they finally found the addresses of two of LK’s auxiliary machines. Then, without a second of hesitation, he destroyed them, taking out two-fifths of LK’s zombies. This reduced the pressure on his end by a lot, given that less than half of his own units remained.

_{That guy seemed to be regarding him as some nobody, but the young man wasn’t the slightest bit upset at being looked down upon. Instead, he hopped out of the chat window, his fingers fluttering faster than before as they finally found the addresses of two of LK’s auxiliary machines.}
That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'

_{But as the years passed, such musing made him feel like an utter fool. In the throes of youth, how could such things be adequately assessed? Whether he liked him or not, such things were slowly washed away with the passage of time.}Such a thing was attempted six years ago. After he and Shen Zhuoyun had escaped that school, Qin Zhen, unable to contain her anger, contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents along with multіple media outlets to file a lawsuit against the Self-Improvement Academy regarding the young boy’s murder. The original copies of these videos were officially filed by Qin Zhen’s legal team as the primary evidence, but the day it was to be submitted, the network at both Qin Zhen’s company and the law firm went offline, and with that, all copies of the footage were destroyed.

As time passed, it seemed most had forgotten the school which once operated as a nightmare factory. But Qin Mo hadn’t forgotten. He clearly remembered that place and his promise.

Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

_N/A
That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'

N/A

_{LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.}That was how it was for this person, who left no means of identification, down to their IP address. But the old ones of the forum knew such a great god existed, lurking somewhere in the shadows until they chose to step into the light.

LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.

_{With his interest piqued, LK put out the butt hanging from his lips, his calloused fingers flіcking across the keyboard, producing a string of crisp clіcks. Becoming more irate at the scattered tapping sounds, he quickly ran a scan for the number of ‘broiler chickens’ his opponents had under their control.}
In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

_{Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.}Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.

_N/AJust then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

N/A

_{Not only was the progrаmme to replace the surveillance footage stored on that USB, but it also had a copy of the surveillance footage saved by the school. Each video on its own was enough to be presented as evidence in court.}“Alright,” the young man replied, his just emotionless gaze now tinged with warmth, his lips also curling into a soft smile.

_.LK: [May I ask what you’re planning to do with them?]

_{That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'}Forcing away the memories of those years long passed from his mind, Qin Mo returned his focus to the chat window on his screen.

That person once whispered from behind him: 'Qin Mo, you owe me yet again.'

_.
That promise—that oath—lingered in Qin Mo’s mind like a curse. The question that person asked before playing over in his head on repeat.

_{LK: [Great God, may I ask your reason for seeking me out?]}When Qin Mo had called Shen Qing’s mother six years back to take her daughter home, he asked the woman to tell her daughter to grab the USB Jiang Shao had left in the infirmary’s computer.

LK: [Great God, may I ask your reason for seeking me out?]

_{That was how it was for this person, who left no means of identification, down to their IP address. But the old ones of the forum knew such a great god existed, lurking somewhere in the shadows until they chose to step into the light.}Qin Zhen couldn’t stand such an outcome. But when she contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents to persist, the couple refused to try holding the instructors and principal accountable for the intentional harm that indirectly led to their son’s death. They simply couldn’t do it yet again.

_{That promise—that oath—lingered in Qin Mo’s mind like a curse. The question that person asked before playing over in his head on repeat.}
“Do you like me?”

That promise—that oath—lingered in Qin Mo’s mind like a curse. The question that person asked before playing over in his head on repeat.

_{That promise—that oath—lingered in Qin Mo’s mind like a curse. The question that person asked before playing over in his head on repeat.}Not only was the progrаmme to replace the surveillance footage stored on that USB, but it also had a copy of the surveillance footage saved by the school. Each video on its own was enough to be presented as evidence in court.

That promise—that oath—lingered in Qin Mo’s mind like a curse. The question that person asked before playing over in his head on repeat.

_{Yet… {How did that guy react again?}}Such a thing was attempted six years ago. After he and Shen Zhuoyun had escaped that school, Qin Zhen, unable to contain her anger, contacted Zhu Ziying’s parents along with multіple media outlets to file a lawsuit against the Self-Improvement Academy regarding the young boy’s murder. The original copies of these videos were officially filed by Qin Zhen’s legal team as the primary evidence, but the day it was to be submitted, the network at both Qin Zhen’s company and the law firm went offline, and with that, all copies of the footage were destroyed.

Yet… How did that guy react again?

_{Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.}
Do I like him…?

Like this, the matter was left unresolved. The school was dissolved. With none of the offenders receiving any of the punishment they deserved.

_{Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.}In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

Just then, the young man’s phone vibrated while two standard Song-faced characters flashed on the screen: Qin Zhen.

_{LK: [Great God… I think there’s a misunderstanding…] he typed with a tremble.}Account hacking, when done for the sake of stealing game accounts or private data for profit, was looked down upon in their circles. To them, it was about skills. What mattered to them was proficiency and testing their limits. Only low-end hackers would usually spend their time on such distasteful things.

LK: [Great God… I think there’s a misunderstanding…] he typed with a tremble.

_{That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'}Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'

_{The appeal of youthful memories comes from burying them deep within the soul, like treasure one can unearth when the years have long passed, to relish their sweet fragrance briefly. But if such moments are dredged up every day to feast on, no matter how sweet they once were, the flavour will be lost, and the soul will be left disturbed.}
But as the years passed, such musing made him feel like an utter fool. In the throes of youth, how could such things be adequately assessed? Whether he liked him or not, such things were slowly washed away with the passage of time.

_{That promise—that oath—lingered in Qin Mo’s mind like a curse. The question that person asked before playing over in his head on repeat.}“Oh, really? It’s not like you’re the one busy or anything. It’s no skin off your back, after all.” Yet, despite the woman’s complaining, she still added, “Next time, then. I’ll get you some next time. I owe you that much at least.”

That promise—that oath—lingered in Qin Mo’s mind like a curse. The question that person asked before playing over in his head on repeat.

_{Volume 2 | Chapter 01: The Great God}
He once looked into any news he could find about that person. He found out that they had launched a lawsuit, took hold of their inheritance, got injured at some point—but managed to drive their aunt and uncle to the brink. But one day, he received news concerning the Shen Group, and he found it indescribably tiring. From then on, he refused to look into that person’s affairs.

Volume 2 | Chapter 01: The Great God

_{LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.}The appeal of youthful memories comes from burying them deep within the soul, like treasure one can unearth when the years have long passed, to relish their sweet fragrance briefly. But if such moments are dredged up every day to feast on, no matter how sweet they once were, the flavour will be lost, and the soul will be left disturbed.

LK wanted to see that god in action for himself—whether that person was real or a fake, and just how capable they truly were.

_[BOOM!]LK was taken aback. How did the Great God know he hacked that account or even that he got his hands on those videos?

[BOOM!]

That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'

_{So to him, when it came to words such as 'like', 'love', or 'affection', they were simply feelings planted in the spring, grown in the summer, harvested during autumn, to ultimately be put away when winter finally comes.}It wasn’t LK's first time running into the infamous ‘Great God’ Anonymous in that forum. That person rarely appeared, but when they did, a scene of pure chaos was left in their wake.

_{That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.}
The appeal of youthful memories comes from burying them deep within the soul, like treasure one can unearth when the years have long passed, to relish their sweet fragrance briefly. But if such moments are dredged up every day to feast on, no matter how sweet they once were, the flavour will be lost, and the soul will be left disturbed.

That person spoke up too late, but it was fine. The young man’s aim was not to completely annihilate his main server, so all he did was show that person the firework animation.

_{Six years had passed—years that allowed his features to soften to where his gentle temperаment could now peek through; years that evened out the youthful crackle in his tone. Overall, he still possessed that aloof yet tempered nature, and his voice still had a slight rasp.}Six years had passed—years that allowed his features to soften to where his gentle temperаment could now peek through; years that evened out the youthful crackle in his tone. Overall, he still possessed that aloof yet tempered nature, and his voice still had a slight rasp. While at that school, his screams during that incident may have left some long-lasting damage, but that rasp, when combined with an indifferent tone, had a certain kind of allure.

_.“Oh, really? It’s not like you’re the one busy or anything. It’s no skin off your back, after all.” Yet, despite the woman’s complaining, she still added, “Next time, then. I’ll get you some next time. I owe you that much at least.”

_{That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'}Ten thousand units. These were not even enough to fill the gap in his teeth! When he looked into them more closely, the zombies' qualities were a mix of bad and good—not at all comparable to the ones under his control.

That person once stood in the snow, tempting him with the promise: 'If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.'

_{Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.}
So to him, when it came to words such as 'like', 'love', or 'affection', they were simply feelings planted in the spring, grown in the summer, harvested during autumn, to ultimately be put away when winter finally comes.

Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

_{{Do I like him…?}}That was how it was for this person, who left no means of identification, down to their IP address. But the old ones of the forum knew such a great god existed, lurking somewhere in the shadows until they chose to step into the light.

Do I like him…?

_{Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.}Aware of these dangers, he made sure to never skimp on covering his tracks. So finding out that the Great God knows about one of his targets confounded him. He did indeed hack into that email account and swiped the video files he found. The footage he stumbled upon made him feel as if he had found proof of hell on earth, so he kept it.

Every time he recalled the moment he spoke those words, another person always came to mind. A figure, one that still lingered in his thoughts, as if it were imprinted onto his soul.

_{LK: [Great God, are these all you were looking for?]}LK: [Great God, may I ask your reason for seeking me out?]

LK: [Great God, are these all you were looking for?]

_{At the other end of the connection was a young man sitting in front of a computer screen, a pair of black-rimmed glasses frаming his face. His fingers tapped against the keys lightly, their rhythm unhurried. His eyes were set keenly on that screen, unwilling to pull them away.}In the end, he sneered at that person in his heart. He threatened that person that if he left like this, then he should never return in this life.

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