Just as Yan Xi was about to kneel, a futon suddenly flew over from the gap under the coffee table.

The heavy kneeling made her fall into the limp.

Yan Xi blinked, a little stunned, obviously not reacting to what was going on.

Looking at her, the corners of Lin Shuo's eyes slanted, "Lao Tzu doesn't have so many rules here, and it is said that tea is simply a pure tea ceremony." ”

Then he glanced at Xu Xia again, "Also, if your precious knee is broken in my place, I can't afford to pay for it, a certain big demon king has been staring at it!" ”

When the words fell, Xu Xia had already stepped up and pulled Yan Xi up.

Yan Xi smiled shyly, stood up straight, and looked at Xu Xia, "Brother Xia, I ......"

Xu Xia shook her head lightly, signaling that she didn't have to pay attention to herself all the time.

Only then did Yan Xi hand the teacup to Lin Shuo steadily, and his tone was solemn, "Master, drink tea." ”

Lin Shuo took it unceremoniously, drank it all, and finally smashed it, "Okay, the tea is drunk, you can also go." ”

Yan Xi's eyes widened again.

I'm sure I worshipped a fake master-

She nodded stunned and looked at Xu Xia.

Xu Xia frowned, "Master Lin......"

Before the words came out, they were intercepted by Lin Shuo, "On the coffee table, pad the teapot and the book, take it back, read it carefully, if you don't understand, come and ask me." ”

He yawned.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he changed his posture, leaning on the armrests, his hands behind his head, and his long legs were also on the sofa.

People lie flat, how comfortable they should be.

Yan Xi replied softly, and gently pulled out the book.

The cover is white, with nothing but a faint outline left by a tea stain.

Out of politeness, she didn't open it on the spot.

Lin Shuo waved his hand, his tone was a little impatient, "Then let's go, don't disturb Lao Tzu to make up for sleep." ”

Confidently.

Yan Xi subconsciously held the book tighter.

Following Xu Xia, the two walked out of the house.

As soon as the door closed, a rhythmic snoring sound was remembered inside.

It's not loud, but it's audible.

Yan Xi lowered his eyes and looked at the white paper, and unconsciously froze.

Xu Xia also stopped and raised his chin, "Let's see what it is first!" ”

She sighed.

Actually, I guessed it somewhat.

That guy is rare and generous.

Thinking like this, her gaze suddenly darkened, as deep as the night sky.

To say that knowing Lin Shuo is a recent thing, and it was also a long time ago.

To be precise, she had heard of his name a long time ago, and had dealt with each other several times without showing up, and they were both friends and foes.

A month ago, she was in a bad mood and came to relax, but she accidentally discovered the trick here and broke the formation.

happened to meet Lin Shuo, who couldn't sleep at night, drinking in the house, and the wine was overwhelming.

So, she ran over and gave him a lot of theories about the harmful health of alcohol, from common sense to chemical formulas.

chattered, and finally people off.

The two were under the moonlight, and they fought "poetically".

Of course, it's not a regular fight, it's a verbal escape while passing the moves.

The more you talk about it, the more familiar it becomes.

Her bad mood was almost vented, and Lin Shuo also woke up in the wind.

In this way, this stubble can be regarded as over.

After that, it was a few more days.

When Xu Xia came, he met Lin Shuo fighting the landlord with his little apprentice.

Xu Xia added in, killed the Quartet, killed the kid to the point of autism, and never came to the door again.

In this way, it can be regarded as Xu Xia owing Lin Shuo an apprentice.

Later, when Xu Xia gave Yan Xi a make-up lesson, he discovered Yan Xi's talent in that aspect, so he moved the idea of handing people over to Lin Shuo.

It's not a simple whim.

She thought about this carefully, whether it was the temperament of the two of them or Yan Xi's talent.

Thinking about it, on the other side, Yan Xi had already opened the book.

It's handwritten, densely packed with words, quite small, a bit eye-wrenching.

Yan Xi's pupils shook violently, and he suddenly looked at Xu Xia, "Brother Xia, this is ......"

Unbelievable.

This is a hacker's code book.

In the empire of hackers, everyone who can be ranked has its own code, which cannot be copied.

It's not just about technology, it's about faith.

If she wasn't mistaken, the code would have belonged to one of the top ten leaders of the Hacker Empire, Sabre-King, SK.

In the Hacker Empire, SK and BH share half of the sky equally, and the two are two gods.

In this era of information explosion, network technology is the law of rampant hegemony.

Not to mention SK and BH standing at the top of the pyramid of the hacker world?

No one has ever been able to find out the identities of these two gods.

But the legend about the two has never faded.

Yan Xi was a little disillusioned at the moment.

The cheap master who behaved strangely and thought even more weirdly was actually one of them.

And the code book that represents the supreme of the hacking world is in her hands at the moment.

The last moment, it was still a cushion for a teapot......

Xu Xia smiled slightly, "Scared? ”

Yan Xi sucked his lower lip, nodded, and looked at Xu Xia, not knowing what to say.

Thanks?

Or express your surprise?

In the end, he just asked, "Brother Xia, how do you know that I can hack technology?" ”

Xu Xia blinked, "I can see it." ”

Yan Xi let out a sullen sigh, he was coaxing her, how could this kind of thing be seen.

In the next second, Xu Xia continued, his tone was solemn and loud, "Although you are asked to learn from Lin Ye, there is one thing, SK will not have a successor." ”

Yan Xi was stunned, although the coding methods are ever-changing, there are not many that can form a complete set.

And these god-level hackers who have their own original source code will have successors who inherit their own source code.

It doesn't have to be a disciple.

But as long as that set of source code is used, it will be called the successor of the founder.

The longest inheritance can be more than five generations.

There will also be three generations.

SK won't have an heir? If this sentence were said by another person, Yan Xi would definitely refute it with a red face.

It can be said that Xu Xia.

She just looked at Xu Xia quietly.

Sure enough, Xu Xia added: "Whether it is SK or BH, or even the other eight chiefs, there will be no heirs. ”

"You should ponder this source code, if you don't understand, ask Lin Ye, but don't memorize it, I hope you will have a seat in the god-level hall in the future."

When he said the last sentence, Xu Xia's eyes were surprisingly bright, and it was impossible not to believe the truth in the words.

And Yan Xi, who understood Xu Xia's meaning, was even more shocked, which she didn't expect, and it was also something that 99.99% of the people in the world couldn't imagine.

Therefore, the only one who can have a chance to enter the god-level hall is the remaining 0.01 percent.

She suddenly raised her head and asked, "Brother Xia, are you also a hacker?" ”

(To be continued)

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