Chapter 729 - Young Master of the Hacker World
National School Prince Is A Girl
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âWait a minute,â the mysterious person said because he had detected a commotion from afar. Shifting to the side, he hid by the walkway. His back was leaning against the wall while his dark eyes were watching the two people walking over.
âIt doesnât seem convenient for you to talk.â
âIndeed, there are cameras everywhere because of the program.â He laughed deeply and was prepared to say more, but the youngster who had walked a distant suddenly paused, looking in his direction.
âWhat is it?â Lin Chentao lifted a brow.
Bo Jiu took a step back.
âHey, Little Spade, Iâm talking to you, what is it?â Lin Chentao persisted.
Bo Jiuâs gaze deepened, curling her lips. âNothing, my vision went blurry.â
âHave you been gaming too closely to the monitor? Youâre becoming paranoid.â Before he could finish speaking, Bo Jiu stuffed a hand into her pocket with a faint smile on her lips. âLetâs just assume I was being paranoid. I thought I saw someone.â
She didnât seem to be wrong, there had been a flash just moments ago, which was rather odd.
Why did he hide?
She took large strides over.
There wasnât a soul in sight.
Lin Chentao tapped onto her shoulders. âThere isnât anyone, you must have been seeing things.â
âMmh.â
Bo Jiu caressed the wall, her gaze deepening at the yellow sand. Moreover, there were footprints on the floor.
Even though it was faint, someone had been here.
She would never believe otherwise.
The person wore a battle outfit.
Obviously... everyone wore a different outfit.
Both her and the Almighty wore the outfit of Supreme Alliance.
The other teams wore their respective attire as well.
What exactly was it? Why did he have to hide from them?
Bo Jiu lifted her lids towards the naive Lin Chentao. âLetâs go and get the ointment.â
âGo, go, go! I was still wondering what it was. Letâs get this straight, just now while we were playing the escape room, in order to protect you, I kept enduring the horrifying imagery, which is still affecting my mental state right now. You really canât provoke me anymore or Iâll faint.â Lin Chentao has always been straightforward.
Bo Jiu lifted a brow. âThen Iâll have to thank you for your protection.â
âYouâre welcome.â
The ruckus started to quieten down as they walked further away.
âWhatâs wrong?â The voice from the other end of the phone pulled the manâs attention back.
Once the youngster was away, he held onto his phone. Leaving the darkness, his gaze darkened. âNothing, but I almost got found out.â
âFound out?â The person stopped typing.
âItâs a misunderstanding.â He glanced upwards, the rays splashed onto his face.
This outlined his distinctive features along with the symbolic attire, especially as every smile was carrying a leisurely vibe. Who else could it be other than Rao Rong?
âBe careful, especially when you face Qin Mo, donât slip up.â
Rao Rong took in his warning, his lips curling upwards. âIâm no longer my past self, I know how to handle the situation.â
âThatâs good, you can go now. Itâs about time we made a comeback.â
After tapping on the spacebar, the letter Z appeared in his sight.
Rao Rong lowered his gaze. âYou seemed to have thought of a plan to deal with him, but who exactly spoiled our plans for the Maidenâs Sacrifice? Based on your hallucination and the network activation, how could she not have taken action?â
âIâm still looking into the matter.â His fingers slowed.
Rao Rong lifted a brow. âHonestly, I thought you created the live broadcast to expose how many things needed to be destroyed in this world. I never expected it to be someone else.â
âRegardless of who it was, he wonât be able to escape for ruining our Maidenâs Sacrifice. With my skills, do you really think he will be able to escape?â
Rao Rong broke into a faint smile. âI never thought that way, I have faith in your hacker skills. Alright, the ball is about to begin. Those who have been used to be at the pinnacle should experience the feeling of being trampled upon. Besides, we might be able to use it against Qin Mo.â
âHow so?â
Rao Rong was pressed against the wall, his lips still upturned. From afar, he seemed harmless and ravishing. âQin Mo seems to care a lot for the latest MVP and vice-captain of Supreme Alliance.â
After getting the news, he started researching the youngster, letting out a laugh. âBo Jiu, an elder son who was chased out of his household with gaming as his only skill. Why would Qin Mo care about someone like him?â
âYouâll have to ask Qin Mo.â Rao Rongâs gaze shone in the darkness. âIâm just letting you know that he holds a special position in Qin Moâs heart. Perhaps itâs because of his gaming skills.â
A faint chilliness fell over their conversation. âI guess Iâll have to meet this person and find out what exactly stood out to Qin Mo.â
âThereâs a camera ahead, Iâll hang up for now.â Rao Rong watched the person running towards him, keeping his phone calmly before stuffing a hand into his pocket.
After catching sight of him, the storyboard director slowed, sighing. âAlmighty Rao, I finally found you, I thought I lost you. Where exactly did you go? I searched the entire floor.â
âI was looking for food, but I never expected the hotel to be so big. You should know how bad I am with directions.â Rao Rong broke into a faint smile before asking, âWhereâs Lin Chentao? Arenât we supposed to form teams for a match?â
The storyboard director diverted her attention instantly. âEh? Thatâs right, whereâs Almighty Lin? Where did he run off to...?â
Rao Rong didnât inform her of the direction he had headed off to.
In fact, he didnât wish to face that person, especially after returning to the team.
Meanwhile, Bo Jiu and Lin Chentao were in a slight predicament because the hotel didnât provide medication and there was a sea of fans at the entrance.
Someone had to divert their attention.
âAlmighty Lin, do you have any desire to affirm your good looks?â Bo Jiu glanced out at the crowd, smiling towards the person beside her.
Lin Chentao wasnât that dumb. âHey, donât even think about throwing me out there, the fans might faint from excitement.â
âYou wonât need to go out. Can you see the window over there? Youâll just need to sit and game while I keep track of the numbers that take your photo, what do you think?â In order to convince him, she would have to appeal to him.
Lin Chentao wavered and Bo Jiu continued, âYou can take the chance to prove to Zhao Sanpang that he isnât in charge of looks, you are.â
âDo you really think so?â Lin Chentaoâs face lit up. âI guess I really am better looking than Qin Mo.â
Bo Jiu broke into a faint smile. âOf course.â Of course thatâs uncomparable.
âLittle Spade, having a friend with such impeccable taste makes it all worth it!â Lin Chentao headed over to the window. âWhere should I sit? I should show my side profile, itâs my best angle and looks the most profound; thatâs where my title as the coldest assassin originated.â
Bo Jiu scanned the surroundings leisurely as she plotted. âOver there, a bit to the left, thatâs right, sit there for a whole minute, they have already started to use their phones, theyâre prepared to take photos, be mindful of your expression.â
Lin Chentao sat expertly. His white flawless skin, single eyelids and sharp nose were all captured in his side profile.
The moment the fans caught sight of them, they immediately came hurrying over.
While they were preoccupied, the youngster left, grabbing an attendantâs cap to place on his head.
Bo Jiu moved hastily.
She wasnât just fast because everytime she moved, it was when everyone else was occupied with something else.
That swiftness and accuracy was irresistible.
Once she was out of the hotel, she seemed like a completely different person.
Just like a magician, she headed towards the north.
Lin Chentao was still mumbling, âLittle Spade, say something, howâs my stance? Will it look better if I lower my head or... F*ck, where is he?â
Lin Chentao looked left and right, but he wasnât in sight!
Bo Jiu didnât go far. After taking a cab to a medicine shop, she headed straight back.
She didnât spend much time and even though it was less than ten minutes, Lin Chentao was infuriated.
As Lin Chentao still managed to divert the fansâ attention, it was easier to enter when she was back.
With the cap she took earlier, she passed the entrance and had even helped to park someoneâs car.
None of the fans realized she was Spade Z.
When he entered the hotel lobby, Bo Jiu placed the cap back onto the attendantâs head before walking towards Lin Chentao.
He even posted on the group chat.
âGuess what Little Spade did.â
âDid he beat you up? Thatâs great!â That was Fattyâs response.
Lin Chentao: âShut up, he abandoned me in front of the fans, I was starting to worry they would dash into the hotel and attack me.â
âSince itâs taking such a toll, you can just leave.â
Lin Chentao: âNo, Iâm still soaking in their admiration.â
Zhao Sanpang: âInsolent, tell me your location, Iâll soak it in with you!â
âThe one upstairs, hurry down.â After sending the text, he lifted his head, looking straight at a smiling youngster.
The fans outside seemed to have caught sight of Bo Jiu as their screams intensified.
Lin Chentao was about to complain when he saw the ointment spray in his hand. âWhere did you get that?â
âI bought it.â In order to prevent the Almighty from finding out she had left the hotel, the youngster adjusted her clothing.
Lin Chentao pointed to the fans outside before pointing at the youngsterâs face. âYou managed to go out with that crowd?â
âAn intellectâs technique; you would never understand.â After making sure there wasnât anything wrong with her appearance, she lifted a brow. âHeading back?â
Lin Chentao shook his head. âI canât, Iâm meeting Fatty.â
Most importantly, he still reminisced the feeling from before.
Bo Jiu eyed the window, breaking into a smile. âIâll head back now, have fun.â
âDonât go, my captain might be coming down soon. We can have a match and familiarize with each otherâs technique. You havenât played with my captain before. Do you still remember the previous match?â Lin Chentaoâs attitude shifted. âYou were injured that day, but, Little Spade, with Captain back in the team, even if you arenât injured, we will still be the winners. The result will always be the same.â
Bo Jiu paused, her tone was calm. âYou seem to have forgotten, during that match, our captain wasnât around either.â
One sentence was enough to shut him up as he stared ahead thunderstruck.
Bo Jiu glanced at him. âHow well do you know your captain?â
âWhat are you saying, the entire esports scene is aware of how much our captain loves me.â
With that one line, Bo Jiu knew he wasnât going to provide any useful information.
Just as she was about to leave, the clear emotionless voice added, âI have always been waiting for him to be back and the day is finally here.â
Bo Jiu turned, looking into that pair of bright eyes.
âLittle Spade, Iâll let you see my true ability during the National League.â
Bo Jiu chuckled. âIâll be waiting.â
âF*ck, I should be the one waiting, donât forget, Supreme Alliance hasnât revived yet.â
Bo Jiu didnât turn back, waving as she walked off.
With the youngsterâs long slender frame, even Lin Chentao understood the reasons behind his massive fanbase.
This was a superficial world after all!
Bo Jiu had her suspicions, but she wasnât ready to question them.
There were two sorts of people she avoided.
One was the Almighty, filled with righteousness and insusceptible to corruption. He wouldnât be influenced even if he was thrown into darkness.
The other sort was someone like Lin Chentao.
Even his gaze was erupting with passion, just like the members of the Supreme Alliance.
That was how they should be like; shining at the esports arena.
Even if one day their age and skills could no longer match up and they would relegate into the mass of mediocre players, they would still be a reminder of their fiery passionate youth.
Bo Jiu glanced at the ointment in her hands. She would wait until after the National League.
Once it was over, she would give him an answer.
She had never had such an experience, which increased the urge within her.
She knew, someone like her, who was engulfed in darkness, no longer deserved such innocence. But even then, she still couldnât control that desire.
When she was young, she had held onto her favorite keyboard while watching her motherâs tomb.
The priest had been singing; everything had seemed harmonious, even the expression on her fatherâs face.
âOnce someone loses an important person, he would become incredibly depressed. When you grow up, you have to find someone you deem to be important, understand?â
She had raised her head, not understanding his intentions. âBut, Dad, didnât you say a hacker canât expose his identity to anyone? Does Mom know about your identity?â
âWhat do you think?â
Were adults all like this, asking a question whenever they met a tricky one?
She shook her head.
âSomeone who truly cherishes you would feign ignorance even if they found out certain things. There are many hackers in this world, but they will only take action online and in reality, they could be a banker, a teacher, or a young student. You should know, youâre the youngest within the community.â
âDad, you mentioned that itâs because of my good looks.â
âHehehehe, yes, youâre dashing. You should still remember the hackerâs rules.â
âI have it memorized.â
âThe first one?â
âNo theft of any financial property through the internet. If you wish to get back at someone, be straightforward about it.â
âThe last one?â
âHackers donât attack irrationality, but would sieve out loopholes through an attack, ensuring the security of the system.â
âOur Little Jiuâs memory isnât bad at all.â
âMmh, Dad, donât you think we should add one more?â
âOh? What should we add?â
âHackers that arenât handsome wonât be good.â
âHahaha, we can indeed add this for the Bo family.â
âDad, are we really going? I canât bear to.â
âYou canât bear to leave your little friend?â
âHeâs my pet, canât I bring him along? I have money, I can take care of him.â
âHe has money too.â
âAlright, can I write him a letter before we leave?â
âThatâs a possibility, but he wonât be able to read your letter, your handwriting is horrible.â
â... Iâll draw, we have always been telepethic.â
âItâs telepathic, you really need to work on your Chinese. Do you still remember what I told you? You arenât just the Bo familyâs successor, all hackers have to abide to the rules. If someone breaks the rules, you will have to take care of them. If someone wants to harm the hackers, you have to take the front line. Jiu, you can have an important person, but you canât have friends, always keep that in mind. You are the young master of the hacker world.â
Bo Jiu pulled herself back to reality when she was already back at the door.
The storyboard director stood outside.
âBig Spade, youâre finally back.â
Even when they were outside, the chilliness and hostility from inside seemed to seep outwards.
âItâs getting late, you guys should rest.â Bo Jiu smiled. âDonât worry, when I go for a night-time pee, Iâll remove the towel so that the Almightyâs beauty can be captured.â
The storyboard director responded, âItâs in order to capture the both of you.â
âNo problem.â
Bo Jiu pushed the door open, heading in.
The Almighty was smoking.
A calmness tainted his ravishing face, his stance alluring.
She recalled how he had seduced her.
That had probably been the first time he had made a move on anyone.
No one would feel good after such a rejection.
Qin Mo lifted his lids, reaching out to extinguish the cigarette. âI didnât think you were coming back since you left so quickly. Other than the inability to accept, you probably feel disgusted, right?â
âNo.â Bo Jiu objected almost instantly, but she felt as if the Almighty wouldnât believe her since she had shown such a huge reaction.
She raised the ointment spray in her hands as evidence. âI went to buy this for you.â
Qin Mo paused. Millions of possible replies went through his mind, but this wasnât one of them.
Bo Jiu didnât elaborate. Instead she pulled his wrist over and lowered her head to spray the back of his hand, but her actions werenât gentle at all.
She recalled the times the Almighty blew her eyes or applied ointment on her lips, his actions had always been tender.
Indeed, her pet was better in such things.
She continued with more tenderness.
Bo Jiu had another thought; turning suavely, she blew onto the back of his hand gently.
There really... wasnât any comprehensive sequence in her actions as she wasnât well versed in caring for others.
Qin Mo watched the youngster, finding her actions familiar.
Very long ago, he was...
Such thoughts assaulted his brain, sending a shock through his mind, and even his temples started to hurt.
Qin Mo held his head because of the excruciating pain.
Bo Jiu wasnât sure what went wrong. She had never seen him like that; those originally pale lips stripped off colour.
âBrother Mo!â
Bo Jiu started to panic. Back when she was younger, she had made a meal that he hadnât been willing to eat.
Afterwards, while he was nagging at her, he still had finished everything. But after a short while, he had been in the same state as he was right now.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
That was the first time she had experienced fear â and right at this moment, that fear was back.
Qin Mo held onto her wrist, his gaze deep. âWhy are you panicking? Iâm fine.â
A stark contrast from before, but the beads of sweat on his forehead were a testament to the pain.
He was still pale, not the least bit of colour.
This was exactly how she was when her period came.
It must be painful, but she couldnât share insights on her period with him.
Bo Jiu stood up, bringing a bottle of mineral water over, before unscrewing the cap.
After Qin Mo had drank a mouthful, Bo Jiu asked, âBrother Mo, what happened? Does it happen often?â
âItâs the first time.â Qin Mo seemed to be thinking of something, his gaze sweeping past the youngster. Memories he had never seen before started to flash in his mind. The memories werenât clear, but he knew it was of himself when he had been young.
As a criminologist, Qin Mo instantly identified the anomaly.
In the past, he never took his grandfatherâs words to heart.
For instance the events that had happened when he was from four to six years old.
He wasnât bothered about his lost memories.
But now, when it suddenly struck his mind, he realized a problem; there were broken fragments in his memory.
He tilted his head, which was redder after the youngsterâs âcareâ, and his gaze towards said youngster, who was still scrutinizing him.
âIâll get more ice cubes.â
Bo Jiu lifted her lids. She too had realized such pain wasnât common.
However, they seem to have a silent agreement to not probe about certain matters.
âThere isnât a need,â Qin Mo remarked.
Bo Jiu didnât care, she brought the ice cubes over regardless, kicking the stool aside, looking not the least bit adorable... Sometimes, Qin Mo would start wondering what exactly he liked about this youngster.
But he still had the urge to caress her head just by looking at her.