Please, can you please stop kissing me, don't you see my face is full of saliva? Ike was depressed and looked pitifully at the beautiful Maria.

But at the sound of a flutter, the beauty of Maria laughed, and then said to Hughes, "Mr. Hughes, put him down quickly, he is about to cry." ”

After being reminded by Maria, Hughes finally reacted, hurriedly put the little guy down, and apologized again and again.

As the next patriarch of the political family among the seven wealthy families in the United States, does Hughes need to apologize to an 11-year-old? Do you need it?

Absolutely! Because—

After a series of apologies, Hughes finally said his purpose: "Ike, little Ike, how about you help me make a password verification program again?" I treat you to watermelon, the biggest kind! ”

As soon as these words came out, several shouts and questions came from Hughes's headset in an instant.

"Hughes, what do you want to do?"

"Hughes, we military should have a share too!"

President Obama and the Secretary of Defense were in a hurry. Of course, this strategic weapon requires a password, but the password should not be in your possession alone. The government wants it, the military wants it, and ......

"Jingle bell!" "Jingle bell!" ……

Hughes's private cell phone rang with a rapid ringtone. Hughes didn't have to look to guess that it should be a call from an internal member of the Watermelon Alliance.

O gluttonous crocodiles! Hughes had no choice but to pick up the phone.

"Hughes, I'm right next door to you. Wait, I'll be right over. "This is a descendant of the Rockefeller family, the man who coerced the Chicago consortium to kill his son and grandson.

As soon as he hung up, Hughes's cell phone rang again.

"Hughes, I'm next door to you, too. Wait, I'll be right over! "It's the Morgan family's.

"Hughes, you wait, I'll be there in 5 minutes!" This is the Bush family's.

This was followed by the 4th, 5th, 6th......

But before it was over, President Obama's voice rang out in Hughes's headset again.

"Hughes, you wait. The White House commissioner came right away. Up to 10 minutes! ”

At this moment, Hughes was so angry that he dropped his phone and headset.

∏★dǐng∏★diǎn∏★小∏★語,.⌒.o≦s_();

the mud girl, you are all watching me next door? Do you just not believe me?

Well, I don't really believe in myself either!

……

There wasn't 10 minutes at all, just 7 minutes, and everyone was there.

The foreheads of the people who came were covered with fine sweat, and it is estimated that they ran on their legs for some distance. It is conceivable how important it is to make these wealthy predators so nervous.

Looking at these wealthy members in suits and leather shoes, Ike felt calm in his heart.

God teammates, you have to protect me in the future. If I am hurt, your interests will be harmed. If I die, then I'm sorry, you won't have to play.

Work hard, do it.

Hughes smiled and asked Ike again, "Little Ike, how's it going?" Help me do the most rigorous password verification procedure! ”

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man immediately added: "Add fingerprint and pupil verification!" ”

"No, it's not enough! It's better to add na verification! ”

Hearing this, Ike rolled his eyes in frustration, and then replied aggrievedly, "I will only do passwords, not other verifications." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

Well, it's okay to do a password verification, and we'll do the rest ourselves, before the computer is turned on. Otherwise, if you mess around, what if you break that anti-nuclear program!

Under the expectant gaze of the predators, Ike sat down in front of the computer again and set up a verification program.

The original password is - watermelon!

"Alright, done! I'm going to eat watermelon! ”

Ike clapped his little hands, left the computer, and walked out of the room. Beauty Maria hurriedly followed him.

No one stopped the two, because they had already focused all their attention on that ugly interface.

Yes, that interface is really ugly, and it's two extremes from the previous swirl pattern.

However, everyone loved the ugly interface rather than the wonderful whirlpool. No matter how beautiful something is, if you can't master it, it's a fart.

But this password is too simple. Anyone with a modicum of cryptography can figure it out.

The original password must be changed as much as possible, preferably to 48 digits. The people had a decision in their hearts.

So who should hold the changed password?

"I must master one!" Hughes was the first to speak, his tone cold, as if with a sense that could not be refused.

Hearing this, everyone agreed after a little consideration. After all, Hughes knows the little guy best, and no one can leave him alone.

"Our Morgan family wants a copy too!"

"So is Rockefeller!"

"So are the Bushes!"

……

Everyone didn't want to give up this opportunity, and the room instantly lit up with gunsmoke, for a long, long time......

After a long time, Ike ate half a watermelon, and everyone still hadn't decided on the result.

In the end, Hughes reluctantly interrupted everyone's argument: "Let's talk about the password later!" Now shall we try it first? ”

Try it first?

As soon as these words came out, the whole room fell silent. Hundreds of kilometers away from here, under the Ministry of Defense, Obama and the Minister of Defense were also immediately shocked.

Which country is targeted?

Russia, Great Britain, France, India, Iraq...... Or is it North Korea? The names of one country after another flashed through everyone's hearts.

After a moment, Obama spoke.

"Now that the situation is tense, it's better not to choose abroad. Pick a local military base! I can look at the Malmstrom nuclear missile launch site in Montana. ”

This one seems to be good. There are nuclear missiles there that can test the effectiveness of anti-nuclear weapons, and it was attacked only once a few days ago, and it is still being repaired, just in time for another waste.

The Minister of Defense spoke in favor, and then everyone in the Watermelon Alliance also agreed.

Moments later, Montana, Malmström nuclear missile launch base.

The base commander, who was directing the technicians to repair the missile, received an order from the Department of Defense to send a network address to their base.

Although the commander of the base was extremely confused, he immediately sent a certain P to the Ministry of Defense.

The p address is: 201.116.073.008.

After getting the address, Hughes stepped forward and sat down in front of the watermelon computer.

Touching the black keyboard, Hughes's hand trembled slightly. Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts suddenly lifted.

"Hughes, don't shake your hands, don't make a mistake. If you make a mistake......," President Obama exhorted nervously.

"Hughes, you type in slowly, and you can't make a mistake with a single number!" The Minister of Defense also admonished.

It's only been a few days since the eleven state incidents, and a total of 3 trillion losses have been lost, and the federal government is about to vomit blood. No one wants to come back a second time.

In the midst of everyone's terrified gaze, Hughes stopped typing in the numbers. Enter a number and everyone will compare it for him, and then enter the second number......

Finally, after 10 minutes, the 12 digits were entered.

Confirmed! Now it's time to enter the attack intensity!

How big is the Malmstrom nuclear missile launch base? It covers an area of 18,000 square kilometers, or 18,000 square kilometers.

Hughesty line, enter 18000 ......

That's it!

A warning window suddenly popped up on the watermelon computer: Warning! The number you entered has exceeded the minimum limit, please re-enter!

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

18,000 square kilometers is not yet the lowest limit? Damn, what's the minimum?

100,000? 1 million? 10 million?! Our entire United States is only 9.63 million square kilometers!

Watermelon, are you sure you're not reincarnated from Diablo?