Chapter 492 Unremovable! Wang Dachui's Self-Doubt

Inside the office of the Li Family Toy Factory, Li Jiajun sat in his boss chair, staring at the question on his phone screen regarding infectivity and the inability to uninstall. He swallowed hard, his hand holding the teacup freezing in mid-air. The righteous expression that had originally been on his face instantly disintegrated, and a fine layer of sweat even broke out on his forehead. Now, it was his turn to lose confidence.

The reason was simple. Just a few days ago, when he had just received the original installation package code sent by the Little Chicken Wallpaper department, in order to generate a download link for this thing and print it onto the rubber balloons used for ground promotion, Li Jiajun sat in front of the computer and carefully examined the underlying architecture of this rogue software. At that time, he was holding his teacup when his gaze inadvertently fell outside the window. He saw a vine growing wantonly in the corner of the wall. The plant was taking advantage of every crack, constantly spreading along the gaps in the bricks, its vitality tenacious to the extreme.

—Ding, [You observed the vine's reproduction and fell into deep thought...]

It was at that very moment that a massive amount of coding knowledge surged from the depths of his mind. He had an epiphany. He grasped an algorithm called the "Underlying Kernel Lock Mechanism," along with a "Polymorphic Mutation Camouflage Protocol" and "Adaptive Infection Splitting Code." With these technologies added, Li Jiajun casually modified the Little Chicken Wallpaper installation package, adding a solid layer of cyber-armor on top of its existing rogue attributes.

Because in Li Jiajun's mind, since this batch of balloons printed with QR codes was going to cross the ocean and be sent to foreign countries for ground promotion, he had never considered the foreigners to be people. Since he was earning money from the foreigners, he would naturally use some methods. As long as the foreigners' hands were itchy enough to scan the code, this modified code would automatically run, disguising the Little Chicken Wallpaper process as the most core and critical component of the system. Once the other party tried to clean it with antivirus software or forcibly uninstall it, this program would trigger an adaptive infection mechanism, crazily cloning and replicating itself at the bottom layer of the system. Even if the network cable was pulled, it could still rise from the ashes in the cache.

This was the real reason why the entire Country A military network was completely paralyzed, and even the technical bigwigs at The Black House were at a loss.

'Sigh, I can't be blamed for this.' 'How was I supposed to know the foreigners would use military reconnaissance planes to scan the codes on balloons?' A thought like this surfaced in Li Jiajun's mind. He felt speechless to the extreme. He put down his teacup, held his phone with both hands, and hovered his thumb over the virtual keyboard. Facing the other party's questioning, he wanted to find an excuse, but didn't know where to start.

…On the other side, inside the factory area, under a large, leafy tree, Wang Dachui was sitting on a bench with a domineering posture. A breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness. His face, resembling a fat fish, was currently filled with blankness. The screen of the large-screen phone in his hand was lit up, the interface staying on the hot search list of a news client. Wang Dachui had also seen the news about the 370 Group being listed on the military industrial list because of Little Chicken Wallpaper. The black-and-white news headline stung his eyes. Looking at the sanctions notice in the accompanying image stamped with the Dead Corner Building seal, he gasped, completely dumbfounded.

Immediately after, Wang Dachui fell into deep self-doubt. His fat-fish-like body shrank on the bench. Why did it turn out like this? Because this Little Chicken Wallpaper business wasn't something where they came to him seeking cooperation; it was he who had secretly contacted the Little Chicken Wallpaper side! At the time, he thought that this factory would fall apart without him, and it was all thanks to himself, an old employee, running around everywhere that he had the nerve to negotiate such a promotional deal. He had originally thought that finding a wallpaper software that was about to go bankrupt was the safest fallback plan, and there was no way it would get involved in the military field. But now, the cruel reality had slapped him hard in the face. This Little Chicken Wallpaper had actually caused the 370 Group to be put on the military industrial unit list, directly pushing a huge listed group to the forefront of the storm. Thinking of this, Wang Dachui naturally began to doubt himself. Could it be that he was also a jinx? Having worked with the factory director for so long, even a civilian business deal he casually pulled in could become the fuse that triggered international turmoil?

…Sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled spots of light on the ground. Wang Dachui painfully scratched his thinning hair. He felt that he was practically a historical sinner of the toy factory, having failed to live up to the factory director's trust. In order not to completely collapse, he desperately searched his mind for a glimmer of light that could still salvage the situation, trying to find a little psychological comfort from the ruins.

"Fortunately, this time Factory Director Li was a bit more reliable; the automatic painting Bird-repelling machine he sold to that overseas brother didn't have any problems." Wang Dachui muttered to himself in low spirits, his voice filled with undisguised fatigue. After all, he had always felt that he was a reliable person, and he was conscientious about managing production in the workshop. Even if others thought he was unreliable, he firmly believed otherwise. But this incident had dealt him a solid blow. That hot search news was like a judge's verdict, seemingly telling him that what others thought was actually right—he really only made things worse. Under these circumstances, how could he not be depressed? He let out a long sigh.

But immediately, his expression suddenly froze. His finger stiffened on the lock screen button. His breathing stopped abruptly for a second. A scene flashed through his mind like lightning. That afternoon, at the entrance of the workshop, the factory director had asked him to purchase a large batch of colorful balloons and also asked him to find someone to print the download QR code for Little Chicken Wallpaper on them. After packing was completed, where did those balloons go? They were boxed! They were packed together with the Bird-repelling machines, which were like large sweeping robots! They were shipped overseas! That's not right, these balloons printed with QR codes were given as a free gift to that overseas brother.

"Holy crap." He couldn't help but blurt out a curse. The volume was so loud that it startled the sparrows in the tree, causing them to flap their wings and fly away. Wang Dachui felt a sense of vertigo. How was it that the Bird-repelling machine didn't have any problems? It was clearly the balloons that had gone to the Middle East with the Bird-repelling machine to cause chaos!

…The scene crosses the internet, returning to the 370 Group building. Inside the office area of the Little Chicken Wallpaper department, that staff member sat on an ergonomic chair, staring unblinkingly at the phone screen. Looking at the top of the chat window, it kept displaying the text "Other party is typing...". This prompt flickered for a long time. And that Little Chicken Wallpaper staff member had seen that his own sentence had stumped Li Jiajun, specifically regarding why the software possessed such powerful infectivity and inability to be uninstalled. This question had clearly hit the nail on the head. Then, he saw that on Li Jiajun's side, it was constantly "typing". This meant that Factory Director Li on the other end of the network was definitely racking his brains to fabricate an excuse, trying to shirk responsibility cleanly. However, no WeChat message was sent over. After waiting for a full three minutes, the prompt text disappeared. Still, no new message popped up on the screen. The staff member took a deep breath, leaned back in the chair, and a deep sense of fatigue welled up in his heart. Even if it really was Factory Director Li who added the extra ingredients, it was too late to say anything now. "Forget it, Factory Director Li, I won't argue with you anymore."

…Inside the office of the Li Family Toy Factory, Li Jiajun was still deleting and editing. He had typed a long string of Pinyin, but then felt the logic didn't flow, so he pressed the backspace key to delete it all. Li Jiajun, who was deep in thought about how to reply to this Little Chicken Wallpaper staff member, heard the crisp notification sound of his phone. Ding-dong! He looked at the screen and was stunned to see the message the other party had replied with. A flash of astonishment crossed his eyes. He hadn't expected the other party to be so magnanimous, actually taking the initiative to provide an exit, ending this awkward topic that had made him break out in a cold sweat. 'Phew, this guy is actually quite nice.' A thought like this surfaced in Li Jiajun's mind. And just at this moment, Ding-dong! The phone vibrated violently. And immediately after, the other party sent another message. Li Jiajun looked closely. At the very bottom of the screen, a short line of text lay quietly there. "Anyway, your Li Family Toy Factory is also on it."