Chapter 31:
A trace of mischief flashed across Silver Wolf's face. She said softly: "The APP I'm developing this time is a funeral-type APP~!"
A funeral-type APP?
The moment the viewers heard those words, they froze instantly.
What the hell is this?
Beside her, Tang Yu was struggling to hold back his laughter.
Weren't you all just saying you'd support anything she made? Haha! Stunned now, huh?
Seeing the barrage go unusually quiet, Silver Wolf continued: "Yes, this is an all-in-one APP that combines burial services and memorial worship."
"If someone in your family passes away, you can register an account here and choose the services you need based on your requirements."
"At the beginning, the funeral features won't be many. Later versions will add more. In the future, we might even implement a connection to the underworld, allowing the living to meet their ancestors in the cloud."
Huh?
The viewers in the live room, who had only been wide-eyed before, now had their mouths hanging open too.
Connect to the underworld? Meet ancestors in the cloud? Is that even possible?
Immediately, many viewers started questioning it.
{No way! Miss Silver Wolf, this is way too exaggerated—it's not realistic at all!} {We know you're a hacking genius, but you can't seriously hack the underworld's network, right?} {LOL! No one's actually believing this ghost story, are they?} {If that's possible, I'll eat shit. No brain, no filter.} {Maybe it could work? Forget everything else—cloud worship sounds super convenient! No more rushing back to your hometown for ancestor rituals.} {....}
Facing the viewers' doubts, Silver Wolf didn't bother explaining further.
At that moment, a colorful barrage floated across the live room.
{What are you all questioning? This isn't that difficult.}
The viewers immediately noticed this colored message.
Originally, they wanted to flame it outright. After all, this barrage was clearly just contradicting them with nonsense.
But when they saw the account that sent it, they instantly lost it.
{WTF! It's him—actually him! Hacker Bai Wu Di!} {No way… China's number one hacker Bai Wu Di is actually standing up for Silver Wolf?} {I might not believe others, but if Bai Wu Di says it, I think there's credibility.} {.....}
Bai Wu Di's appearance made the live room even more lively.
Because the name Bai Wu Di wasn't just famous in China—it carried weight internationally too.
In his lifetime, he had only done three things. And those three things cemented his position as the world's top hacker.
The first incident happened ten years ago: he hacked into a listed company's network and publicly exposed evidence of tax evasion. The massive corporation was investigated overnight. The CEO went to prison. Bai Wu Di's name shocked the hacking world that day.
The second incident happened five years ago: a military district's system in China was suddenly invaded by an unknown virus. The situation was critical. Many well-known domestic hackers couldn't solve it.
Then Bai Wu Di stepped in. In less than half a day, the unknown virus was completely cracked. Bai Wu Di received official commendation and recruitment, becoming a network consultant for the military.
The most recent time Bai Wu Di appeared in the public eye was one year ago: the U.S. official network was invaded by an unknown virus. At that time, the U.S. and China were in a trade war. So although no one publicly claimed responsibility, netizens subconsciously thought of Bai Wu Di. Only he could pull off something like that.
Because of this, Bai Wu Di held an almost sacred status in the hearts of Chinese netizens.
And now, he had appeared to speak up for Silver Wolf. The viewers were naturally shocked beyond belief.
At the same time.
Kyoto.
In a certain villa, a handsome man was smiling as he watched the computer in front of him.
Standing beside him was a tall, elegant beauty.
Seeing the man staring intently at the 2D beauty on the screen, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes.
"Husband, can she really connect to the underworld?" She wrapped her arms around the man's neck from behind and breathed into his ear: "You're standing up for her like this. If someone with ill intentions uses it against you…"
The man was none other than Bai Wu Di.
Hearing the woman's words, a trace of displeasure crossed his handsome face.
He gently pushed her hands away, turned his head without looking back, and said coldly: "You can eat whatever you want, but don't speak carelessly. Who's your husband?"
"Also, if I say she can do it, then she can. What are you questioning here?"
Though his tone wasn't loud, the chill in it made the woman shiver.
In an instant, she felt Bai Wu Di had become a stranger.
Last night in bed, weren't you the one who made me call you husband?
How can he flip so fast after getting what he wanted?
Before the woman could respond, Bai Wu Di stood up and slammed the door as he left.
Staring at his retreating back, the woman's eyes filled with venom.
"Bai Wu Di, you scumbag."
"You like her, don't you? Then I'll destroy her."
With a furious shout, the woman grabbed the keyboard and smashed it against the computer screen.
The 2D girl on the display cracked instantly.
Back in Silver Wolf's live room.
She had already started furiously typing code.
Her hand speed left the viewers in awe.
This typing speed— if she played Dance Dance Revolution, she'd dominate the entire server.
{WTF! That hand speed—love it. I couldn't last a minute.} {Is this what programmers deal with every day? Learned something new.} {How long will this take? Silver Wolf is fast, but she probably can't finish today, right?} {I'm a programmer—what you're seeing might be fake. Normal programmers don't have that kind of speed.} {....}
At the same time.
Inside Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, Hu Tao wore full funeral attire, including the ceremonial hat.
In front of her stood several tall men from the Silent People tribe, also dressed in black funeral robes. They stood perfectly straight.
Between them lay two coffins.
The atmosphere inside the hall was solemn and dignified.
Outside Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, the family members and funeral procession stood in two rows. Their faces were all filled with grief as they gazed toward the entrance.
From within the hall, Hu Tao's voice rang out: "The hour has come. Raise the coffins."
With those words, several Silent People men lifted the coffins and carried them out of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
The family members and mourners on both sides saw the coffins emerge and immediately knelt down. Their cries shook the sky.
As if responding to the sorrowful atmosphere, a dark cloud drifted across the sky, and a light drizzle began to fall.
Under the fine rain, the funeral procession followed behind the coffins. The group moved in a grand, solemn line toward the crematorium not far away.
Because official regulations prohibited burial, cremation was required before interment.
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