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Chapter 594 Tombstone
The breeze lifted the decorative plastic fronds of the fake tree and brushed the cheeks of passers-by.

Dim yellow sunlight spread on the wet stone road.

Among the criss-crossing stone roads, there are quiet tombstones. These artificially poured imitation stone tombstones are like lonely trees, forming an empty jungle.

And in the middle of the jungle, there stood an equally lonely figure.

Holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms, wearing a straight shirt, carrying a long bone ax and a wooden box, with a gentle face and a refined look, he stood quietly in front of a tombstone.

The breeze blew the broken hair on his forehead, and the setting sun elongated his shadow along the stone road.

"There seem to be very few people visiting the grave today."

A woman in a short jacket walked towards him from a distance, talking while walking.

"After all, today is the day of the midterm elections, and everyone is either voting or working."

He Ao stared at the photo on the tombstone in front of him.

This tombstone has obviously passed the traces of the years, it is a bit old, and even the specially processed photos seem to bring some traces of time.

The man in the photo is smiling and looking forward, his eyes are gentle and kind.

"Has your body recovered yet?"

Haixi approached He Ao slowly, and asked softly.

"It's recovered," He Ao looked back at Haixi, and responded, "Your potion is really powerful."

When he went to raid the second laboratory, he fought with the man in the officer's uniform and injured his back and shoulder. After that, he didn't have any rest. He went to the wilderness to meet Kristos, and on the way back he was still hunting with his injuries There were a few alien beasts.

After returning to the city, he painted the magic circle on the wooden box with blood, and faced the illusory hidden existence.

Even a C-level body can't withstand such consumption.

To be precise, the general C-level has long since died.

Even for He Ao, in theory, he needs at least half a month of rest and recuperation to recover from such an injury, but with the help of Haixi Pharmacy, he fully recovered in less than a day.

Although there are still scars on his back, it has basically not affected his combat effectiveness.

"It's good to have an effect."

Hai Xi stopped beside He Ao, stared at the tombstone in front of He Ao, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"

"My father."

He Ao took out a bouquet of flowers from his arms and placed them in front of the tombstone.

Hai Xi opened his mouth, and finally said softly, "My condolences."

"It's okay." He Ao looked up at the sunset outside the huge glass curtain wall. "He has been gone for many, many years. Many times, I can't remember what he looks like without looking at the photos."

Then he turned around slowly and looked at the tombstone next to him, "How is Desanke now?"

"From yesterday morning to this morning, his voice is completely hoarse. He just drank the medicine I prepared and is resting in the safe house. He has two speeches tonight."

Haixi replied slowly.

"His lectures have traveled to every major neighborhood in Wetland, and the venues are full. For him, this is a faint light shining from the abyss, so he doesn't want to let this light go to waste."

He Ao bent down and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the nearby tombstone.

Hai Xi's eyes followed He Ao's movements and looked at the tombstone.

The photo on this tombstone is a smiling woman who looks somewhat bookish. Different from the serious and dull atmosphere around her, the woman in this photo seems to have shining eyes and looks full of vitality.

"When my mother was still alive, I chose this photo. The photo was left by her and my father when he went on vacation before his death,"

He Ao raised his head and glanced at the photo, "After her father passed away, she picked this photo, and she said that she was the prettiest in this photo, so she must use this photo,
"When this photo was taken, her father was there, holding her hand."

He Ao straightened up, looked at the person with a bright smile in the photo, and smiled slightly.

Then he turned around and continued along the flagstone path.

Hai Xi followed beside him, took a silver mechanical bracelet off his wrist, and handed it to him.

This bracelet does not look light, the whole is made of machinery, there is a small hole outside the bracelet, and a thin metal wire end can be vaguely seen in the small hole.

"There is an induction switch on the inside of this bracelet. When the wrist is thrown forward, the metal wire in the bracelet can be ejected, and when the wrist is pulled back, the metal wire can be pulled back. This operation logic is not difficult, but if you want to You may need to practice a bit to use it flexibly."

This is Haixi's weapon. She came here to look for He Ao because He Ao said that he wanted to borrow this bracelet.

He Ao took the bracelet slowly, "Thank you."

"Are you going to use this to bind your bone axe?"

Hai Xi glanced at the bone ax on He Ao's back, and asked softly.

When He Ao called to borrow this, he roughly stated his purpose.

"I'm going to see if I can use this to achieve the effect of recovering the thrown axe, so as to obtain a certain long-range attack capability."

He Ao didn't hide anything, and replied with a smile.

"Then you may need to get used to it, this kind of control is a test of strength,"

Haixi nodded slightly, then she looked at the wooden box next to the bone axe, and asked curiously, "You have been carrying this wooden box for the past two days, is there any supernatural item in it?"

"Well," He Ao reached out and touched the wooden box on the back, "It contains the 'body'."

"The husk?"

Hexi was a little dazed.

"An extraordinary body that was artificially cast as a container."

He Ao explained softly, then he glanced at the metal wire in the bracelet, and asked slowly, "This metal wire doesn't look like an ordinary material."

"This is a weapon passed down from generation to generation by scavengers, and it is said to have been passed down from the time of the wilderness.

"A wizard walking in the wilderness visited the camp of the ancestors of the scavengers at that time, and exchanged this wire for some healing potions from the priests of the scavengers at that time."

Hai Xi knew that He Ao didn't want to continue this topic, so he didn't ask further, but explained while walking, "At that time, the wilderness was full of dangerous beasts, this metal wire should not be a product of human technology, but a Created by some kind of extraordinary power."

Wizards are the self-proclaimed people who pursue the truth in the era of cataclysm. They seek directions for human civilization in the vast darkness.

Almost no one calls himself a wizard anymore.

"Thank you."

He Ao stopped in front of a tombstone and said softly again.

This is something passed down from generation to generation by the scavengers, that is, the relics left by the 'grandfather' who adopted Haixi as the priest of the scavengers.

Judging from his communication with Haixi these days, that 'grandpa' doesn't seem to have left many relics behind.

"Don't worry,"

Haixi smiled, and stopped beside He Ao. The wounds left by Vader's hunting before her were still not healed, and her face was still pale, "You helped Desank and the scavengers , if 'Grandpa' was here, he would give this to you without hesitation."

The sunlight hit her body, outlining a weak but firm outline.

"I remember you once mentioned to me that in Dawn City, there is a wilderness wanderer leader who promoted the wilderness wanderer immigration bill."

He Ao stared at the direction of the setting sun and said softly.

"Um,"

Hai Xi followed He Ao's eyes and looked towards the sunset. The leaves swayed in the convective breeze, covering the sun, and mottled shadows fell on her cheeks, "I always hope that I can change the lives of my people like him. destiny."

Speaking of which, she smiled lightly,
"If I have the chance, I really want to visit Chenxi City and see his people. In fact, I really want to meet him. After all, when I was most desperate, he opened the window for me and let a beam of light shine in. My dark world, without him, I would not be where I am today,"

She paused, and sighed with some regret, "But I asked Christos yesterday, and he has indeed died,"

"He will be very pleased to see you. As a leader, you have done a good job."

Howard looked away.

Haixi turned her head and looked at He Ao's side face under the setting sun. She smiled, "Thank you."

Then she raised her wrist and glanced at the time on the bracelet, "Desanc's next speech is about to start, do you want to leave together? Ryan and I are driving together."

"Need not,"

He Ao withdrew his gaze and shook his head, "I drove the car by myself, and I have some things to do at night."

"Then I'll go first," Hai Xi waved at He Ao, and walked towards the elevator beside him, "Goodbye."

He Ao waved her goodbye.

It wasn't until the door of the elevator that Hai Xi was riding closed that He Ao looked away.

He turned around and looked at the tombstone in front of him. On the tombstone was a woman with a cautious smile.

Her eyes are like water, calm and strong.

He Ao took out a bouquet of flowers from his bosom and placed it in front of the woman's tombstone.

This is Jess's wife, Tini. During Jess' darkest period, it was Tini who propped up his world and the last dawn of his life.

Tini's death also knocked down Jess's last spiritual support.

At this moment, He Ao still had a bouquet of flowers in his arms, and he walked slowly to the tombstone next to Tini's cemetery.

This is a blank tombstone.

Howe paused for a moment before placing the last bouquet of flowers in front of the blank tombstone.

This is the tombstone prepared by 'Jess' for himself.

The wind blows plastic flowers and leaves, rustling.

He Ao straightened up and walked towards the sunset slowly.

He raised his wristband, clicked on a voicemail he received this morning, and chose to play it.

The email is from Vianna,

Last night, He Ao asked Eve to collect the flaws that may be exposed in the phoenix system, and finally collected a large amount of data spanning more than ten years. After processing by Eve, the data that was most likely to be the real vulnerability was forwarded to analyzed by Vianna.

And this email was sent to He Ao after Vianna processed the data this morning.

"Uncle Jess, I read the vulnerability data you forwarded to me last night. Most of the vulnerabilities were fixed quickly. The Trissen Group moved very quickly, but guess what I found?
"An interesting 'ancestral' vulnerability... The earliest record of this vulnerability was 17 years ago, when the Phoenix system was just established. In theory, this vulnerability should be fixed soon, but it was not at that time. Not fixed immediately.

"Then, in a 15-year-old data, this vulnerability reappeared, and the next records were 12 years ago, ten years ago, eight years ago, and three years ago, and this vulnerability has not been fixed.

"But to be precise, this is not a loophole, it can only be called a 'flaw'.

"It doesn't make the Phoenix system hackable, or affect the final data processing results of the Phoenix system, it just slightly affects a calculation process of the Phoenix system.

"Moreover, the conditions for it to be triggered are very harsh, and the recurrence rate is very low. Even with such a large amount of data processed by the Tellesen Group, it has only appeared six times in more than ten years, and it has never affected election.

"I suspect that the basic algorithm used by the developers of the Tellisan Group when they developed the earliest Phoenix system was not perfect, which eventually led to the appearance of this 'flaw'.

"At that time, Trissen Group probably didn't have a better algorithm to replace this algorithm, or the cost of replacing this algorithm was too high, so even if they found this 'defect', they didn't take care of it.

"As the phoenix system is gradually improved, it is impossible for subsequent developers to change the underlying algorithm code. A large number of normal functions rely on this algorithm to run, resulting in an increasing cost of modifying the algorithm, so that it becomes 'Ancestral' 'flaw'.

"However, Telleson Group has obviously applied a 'patch' to this defect. Over the years, they have received more and more services and orders, but the number of times this 'defect' has been reproduced has become less and less.

"However, I used the conditions that triggered the 'defect' several times before in the data, roughly simulated the possible problematic algorithm of the phoenix system, and deduced the real conditions that are very likely to trigger this 'defect'.

"However, this condition is too harsh. It needs to be accessed by different operators using certain devices at certain fixed times to take effect. I have attached the list of triggering conditions to the email as an attachment. up.

"But Uncle Jess, if you want to take advantage of this flaw, it may be too late.

"I calculated that it takes at least [-] operations that meet the conditions to trigger this system defect.

"This difficulty is too high. To control at least [-] different devices, the Phoenix system cannot detect that these devices are controlled. It is too late for me to develop software now."

Voicemail ends here.

What followed was He Ao's reply. His reply was very short, with only a simple sentence, "To meet these requirements, you don't have to control other people's equipment."

It is illegal to use Trojan horse programs to intrude into other people's devices indiscriminately.

Sitting in the descending elevator, He Ao raised his wristband and glanced at the time, it was 17:13 in the afternoon.

Nine hours have passed since Eve started to act.

-

"Yo, brother, where are you voting? For whom? Ned?"

In front of a neat row of voting machines, two men were standing there. The man on the left was holding a wine bottle, leaning against the voting machine, took a sip, and casually asked the man in work clothes beside him.

In federal elections, there are mostly two ways to choose.

One is to install a specific voting client into one's own smart device and directly use one's own device to vote.

The other is to use voting machines fixed on the street to vote.

"Who votes for Ned? I'm going to vote for Desanc."

The man in overalls quickly selected the voting object, took out his bracelet, and verified his identity.

"DeSanc? Who's that?"

The man with the wine bottle wobbled and glanced around at the big screens around him, "Is there such a candidate? I haven't even seen his campaign advertisement."

"Have."

The man in the overalls glanced at the man with the wine bottle, raised his wristband, and played a speech video, "This is his speech video, it seems that he will come around here later, if you are interested, you can listen to it listen."

"Is he better than Ned?"

The wine bottle man glanced at the speech video, and Ton Ton took a sip of wine.

"Much better than Ned."

The man in overalls replied casually, "He and Ned are completely different, Christos, you know?"

"Ke what?"

The bottle man blinked.

"Hey, let's talk about it after you sober up. I'm going to work."

The man in the overalls sighed, fumbled out three one-federal dollar bills from his pocket, and stuffed them into the opponent's hand, then went back and reached out to choose his vote, "You can directly search for Desank on the Internet, and you can see his video."

"Oh."

The bottle man got up unsteadily and looked at the voting machine in front of him.

At this time, another man came over. The man ignored him, glanced at the voting machine, and quickly verified his identity. Just as he was about to vote, his wristband vibrated.

He raised his bracelet and took a look, only to find that it was a promotional advertisement, then he quickly closed the bracelet and clicked to vote.

The final voting time is fixed at 17:50:00.

"Desanc, Desanc, Desanc."

The bottle man flipped through the voting machines and finally found the name.

He tremblingly selected the name and verified his identity.

Then he staggered forward along the street with the bottle in hand, "The house is gone, the home is gone, hehe,"

He looked at Ned's election poster on the side of the street, raised the bottle and threw it over Ned's head, splashing out the bright red wine. With the sunset, he staggered forward along the street ,
"Master Ned, your villa is so beautiful."

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On the TV commercial screen at the side, the host looked at the manuscript in his hand,
"It is reported that during his tenure as a senator, Ned bought a total of 310 five houses forcibly, of which 280 seven houses were converted into his private villas or commercial apartments, and the remaining 28 houses are still being rebuilt.

"All the money for the purchase of these houses will be provided by the Whitman Charitable Foundation."

　Calvin, the progress is a bit slow, so I need to take a look.

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(End of this chapter)