Poten

In a dark room.

Kim Jong-won, who was watching the monitor, made the main computer of the youth diary shoot into a bucket and smiled in repentance.

Adjusting one station's computer was very simple. You can either plant a virus like a worm, or dig into a security vulnerability and force the program to run that overload the hardware.

Hacking celebrities' computers on TV and sharing silly privacy on community sites. It was also his secret hobby and work to make him look cool in the cyber world.

“Kang Min-ho. Why don't you comment? ”

There were many reasons why Kang Minho was the next target, but one of them was going too well. Robbing such a person can get considerable attention even because of the image.

Kim Jong-ho waited for Kang Min-ho to be caught in the net, placing a bad comment on the article that he connected using the bypass circuit.

Malware that is automatically planted with just a click.

Enter reverse exposed IP to retrieve the password.

In a world where people could rob their identities just by knowing their email addresses, the Internet was a deadly sword for celebrities.

Dozens of other people's comments were posted in comments to get Aggro again. Tracking them down, Kim Jong-won looked for the IP, and saw a warning message appear on the network.

“Who wants to break into my security? ”

I had to snore. He was confident that there was no one in the country who could break into his network, such as heavily armed firewalls and bypass routes.

“Are they cyber investigators? ”

Kim Jong-won, who opened a packet to do something funny, tilted his head.

They were attempting to infiltrate using a protocol that was treated as an artifact called the 'IBM LAN Manager’. The funny thing was that it was very old, not registered in the security program's search network.

Cyber investigators in the South used computers in the '90s? ”

Immediately approaching the opposing protocol for inverse hacking, the user quickly analyzes how he learned about his encrypted network and sees it penetrate the firewall, causing his eyes to roll.

I've never heard of a hack like this.

I tried to block it, but it didn't work. Protocols using such outdated machine language are not even specialized in fields, nor are they skilled at back-assembling their code with password analysis that even firewalls and security programs render it useless.

Kim Jong-won is furious, but he takes his hand to the back of the server, thinking he has to defend himself by pulling a lance.

It was then.

The monitor turns off and on again [Hi!] was made out of a bunch of square columns.

[Garden, don't do that.]

Kim Jong-won is flawed because he didn't know the opponent even knew his name.

[Twenty-three. No army. Hardly anything gained from hacking it. Interested?]

The cursor has come up asking for answers on the screen.

- Who the hell are you?

[Someone who can steal your identity and turn it over to Cyber Crimes. I've already collected all the data. Hard drives are useless.]

- Don't do it. What's wrong with you experts?

[If you don't, there's something you have to do.]

- What is it?

[Delete all the bad stuff that you've put on, just put the sunflies in front of you.]

- So you're gonna get rid of the evidence?

[Phew.]

- Why are you smiling?

[You'll pay for what you've done. I'm going to the police in a minute. Quite the celebrity you've been looking for.]

Who the hell are you?

The opposing team disappears. Kim Jong-won picks a lance and walks around the room in a frenzied look.

Ding-dong.

“Hello? I'm Im Gyeong-hwan from Gangbuk Police Station. Reports came in, briefly investigated. ”

Kim Jong-won's body became rigid.

“I know you're in there. Hello. I have a skull in my ambush, so I'm supposed to meet him anyway. ”

* * *

Youth Journal Girl 7 Live Broadcast: Gu Yeon

Dr. Shin-O-gu, wearing round glasses, stood in front of the camera.

- Dude.

- I'll see you in four weeks.

Guyeon began broadcasting in earnest while conducting a corner to discuss the concerns of Dr. Shin and the viewers.

“…… compassion overwhelms hostility. I hate him, and as long as he's not that close to me, he hates him. because then you get to know him in an instant. ”

He continued to check his response. After the first order of business, Osora and Minho spent quite a good hour together, I couldn't lose.

If I wanted to slow down my active chat, I deliberately intervened in Dr. Shin's consultation conversation and induced a pleasant conversation. Nevertheless, he realized that the speed of the chat window had significantly slowed, and that action needed to be taken.

“Yes, I heard you. The next thing you know, he'll come with you and talk to you. ”

- Kang Min-ho, you're a slave today.

- After a brief disappearance, he's still number two in the bayonet.

Minho appeared and listened to the story with Gu Yeon and attempted related improvisation dramas.

A couple fights over their husband who doesn't know his wife's signal. Gu Yun lifted her eyes wide and put her hands on her waist.

“No, you! Did you notice that a few days ago? ”

“What's going on? ”

“It's her mother's death anniversary. ”

“I should have made myself clear. I have an important appointment tonight. All you think about is yourself. ”

“Here you go, honey. Minho. No, honey. All I can think about is you... No, just me? ”

At the end of the circumstance, the chat window was filled with laughter because the wife who had to punish Minho was in a bad position.

- I heard Kang Min-ho is the Lee Sang-yeon.

Marry me!

- Hey, underage. It is risky to mention marriage.

Minho patted his shoulders, saying that the grass was fine with the laughter of the viewers.

“I wish I could see what they're doing with their eyes. But no matter how much love a couple has, it's not easy to unravel the signals or implications they send. ”

Minho looked at Shinozu with his eyes and said,

“These days, these abstract communications don't work so well. I saw in the book that instead of thinking that if you know something, you can do it yourself. It's a way that you don't have a four-week period of adjustment. ”

- Dr. Shin nodded his head.

- Wow, I don't think Min-ho has seen any books.

- Is Kang Min-ho having a hard time again?

He was relieved to see the rapid improvement of the chat response. Luckily, it was quickly resolved because of the server problem, and I tried to play the role of Minho and the couple. It was a lucky broadcast in many ways.

That evening, the Youth Journal all filming ended and the way home began.

Minho was walking to the village entrance where he agreed to meet with the ball manager after handing over the list of casting doctors to Writer Kim on the master's terms.

“Brother.”

Oshora came to Minho, who was waiting for the van to arrive with funkyline members, saying he had to run for the local event.

“Thank you for everything yesterday. ”

“I enjoyed it, too. Never mind.”

“And... you know what I said yesterday. ”

Minho looked closely at Oshora's face to see if she was feeling better. It was an ordinary woman who couldn't wait to be dazzled by her bright eyes.

‘Looks good to me. Thank God... ’

Oshora points behind the road.

Isn't that your van? ”

I want to reach out and kiss Minho's cheek. Minho's swift reaction, however, grabbed her chin and blocked the advancement of her lips.

“What are you doing? ”

“Good-bye kiss?”

“Do you think that makes sense? ”

“Ha-yeon just barged in because she doesn't know who you're dating. He's also a couple. I also reset my memory yesterday.... ”

Minho flicked his finger on Oshora's forehead.

“Ow! Don't hit me! You can't even tell me if it's scandalous. I used to talk about it because I liked the neighborhood. ”

“I specifically told you that. And it's not because of me. It's because of him. ”

Osora shot Minho with jealous eyes, then rolled her feet firmly once before shouting.

“Don't worry about him, he's grumpy because I like him. Ever!”

Boo.

A funkyline van arrives at the town entrance.

“I'm going, brother. I won't be seeing your face for a while, but I'll see if I want a third kiss the next time I see you. ”

“The third? ”

Without answering Oso to Minho, he reached out his tongue and climbed into the van.

“Min-ho, hello! ”

Funkyline members greeted Minho.

“Oh, hey! ”

The van disappears, and Minho still has to worry a little about whether she likes the idea of Osora getting her strength up.

Shortly after, the van that the ball manager was driving arrived.

“Minho!"

Minho had to listen to the ball manager's apology as soon as she got in the van.

“I'm really sorry I didn't tell you yesterday. Mr. Lim emphasized that there should be no need to reveal the talents of hidden cameras as much as possible... ”

“Don't worry, we got it right. ”

Minho, who put down his backpack, opened his watch.

Ticktock, ticktock.

The second hand rotates past four and enters five. I had a hard time, but the synergy of commonly hard to come by at the same time was clear.

Minho was curious about what abilities would be added when he reached the stage right below his father. When I was able to tame the orange artifact, my fond memories were clearly visible.

‘I've reached at last... …. ’

'Cause there's not much change in your body.’ Minho's gaze turned toward the ball manager's hand holding the wheel.

Hands and steering wheel covers that repeat the fading of a faint glow.

Minho asked me just in case.

“The ball manager, the steering wheel cover. Is this a story? ”

“This? It's old, isn't it? It doesn't look like much for this car, but it was handed to me by a senior who led me to the world of road managers. If we drive until this thing blows a hole, it's gonna be worth it. ”

“I see.”

Items and owners that are likely to be affectionate. Minho knew he had a feeling he could recognize it. Today's largest harvest was this, rather than the new effects of the bottle or a keyboard artifact.

* * *

Already?

Sitting in the library, Yoon Hwan looked at a five-year-old photo of Minho, who was searching his cell phone.

I've been passing on coins for five months.

Minho's childhood photographs surrounded by bright golden light were showing that her abilities had progressed once.

“Te Secretary. ”

[Speak.]

The eyes of the teddy bear on one side of the shelf glow.

“How long did it take for my father to inherit his abilities and start sweeping away his love life? ”

[506 days, 5 hours, 12 minutes and 30 seconds.]

Even Minho's grandfather, who used his family's abilities well, took over a year. Minho's talents, which had been accomplished three times as quickly, could be said to be frightening.

“He certainly looks a lot like my mother. I hope they don't act like that. ”

Yoon Hwan, who was still looking at Minho's picture, thought about what he was going to do and asked the teddy bear.

“How long did you set a retention date for that item, the account? ”

[November 13.]

“I don't have to go looking for him. ”

Tyroric.

Yoon looked at the name of the person who came to his phone and pressed the call button.

“Come.”

- You disrespected me!

“Why do you admire me again? What is it?”

- Do you know of any place in town with a lot of favorites?

“If you look at the remote village, sometimes there are areas like that. Was it civil war now? There were only craftsmen living there, but dozens of them glowed. ”

- Now, if it's Jang 'achi...

“Tell me? Your soy sauce and salting skills will be excellent. ”

- Not exactly a sustainable ability.

He smiled once at Minho's disappointed voice.

“Minho, do you want to pick up a red relic? I have one piece of information. ”

If you have a goal, it's worth a run. We're halfway there, but the other half...

“No more gossip. The goods are overseas. I found it before, but I left it behind because it was forbidden to enter the country, and it's almost due soon. ”

- Where is it?

Yoon Hwan found the name 'Macau Ungsan’ in his mobile address book.

“Macau. Five days to go. If you can't go... ”

There's a pro meeting in Hong Kong about the day after tomorrow. It's close.

“Come on, I'll send you the address and contact information. ”

- Thank you, sir!

“By the way, the money is 1.5 billion. You're gonna have it, and you're gonna have it. ”

- You didn't hear that?

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synergy objects: 10 sets of Ph.D. 's favourite products

total effect: Leverage the expertise and deep experience of retired Ph.D.

cross object: Mix bottle and nutritional origin fermentation solution set

effect: When shaken in the hand, it turns into an essence of a native fermentation solution that has the effect of restoring fatigue, strengthening steamina, preventing colds, strengthening lung function, and burning unnecessary fat.

relic: 386th generation keyboard

effect: The machine word sounds like a human word.

cross relic: cryptographic protocol master set on rings and keyboards

effect: Special hacking attempts can be made using prehistoric programming languages and untraceable lines.