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The office director spoke in a grave tone.

He certainly knew that no one could bear the responsibility for this matter.

He even found it hard to believe such a ridiculous incident could occur in this building.

But as a seasoned politician, it was clear that at this moment, the priority was to minimize—or even completely resolve—the negative impact of this event.

It wasn't entirely hopeless.

As long as they could solve this damn activation code issue within two hours and then demonstrate it before everyone again, all would be well.

Although the time had been extended, this wasn't a significant problem for the White House.

Yet, this task was beyond their capabilities.

"What about those experts?" Romand Willy immediately asked.

"They've already been sent for." the director said in a serious tone.

"Tell them they must find a solution within one hour, or else..." Romand Willy's eyes gleamed coldly.

People often need a bit of pressure, and now they could only hope for a miracle.

...

The VIPs were ushered next door for a lavish buffet, while the journalists were taken to another room to check all their photographic equipment.

Thus, the once bustling conference hall became the main stage for many experts.

During the conference, in order to ensure the proceedings went smoothly without disturbance, access to the server had been restricted. It could only be accessed through the computer on-site.

But in truth, even if they could use other computers, everyone was still at a loss.

An activation code, calculating one within just an hour?

The nature of this kind of software activation code is essentially data encryption. If you want to decode it, you need to crack the activation code's compiler, but the experts had already analyzed the entire software exhaustively over the past month without discovering any module specifically designed for its validation.

So the question arose:

How do you crack a module that yet remains undetected?!

Most of the experts present knew what was going on.

This was just a test version of the software; who the hell had heard of adding a verification module to an internal test version?

Were their colleagues from Huaxia so unfathomably pure?

No matter how great the pressure, they were only faced with bewilderment, staring at the tormenting dialogue box, utterly helpless.

All they could do was repeatedly try to shut down the software and restart it, then hope for a miracle.

But clearly, no miracle occurred...

The bilingual dialogue box seemed like a mocking face, ridiculing these impotent people.

Until someone clicked on "Contact Us" at the bottom.

Entering the second dialogue box: "If you require an activation code, please contact Huaxia Xilin Institute of Mathematics."

Upon reading this message, Paul Guzman suddenly felt enlightened...

It seemed as if there was a solution...

"If... we could first buy an activation code from the Huaxia people... " the materials science expert couldn't help but say.

This suggestion was outrageous...

But it seemed to be the only way out of their current predicament.

"Hmm?"

"Buy?"

"Would the Huaxia people sell it?"

"Qiao Ze, yes, Qiao Ze! I've heard that Qiao Ze once gave away ten activation codes!"

"Exactly, the focus is to fool those idiots next door! If we can get an activation code, even if it's temporary, we can solve the problem immediately."

"But why would he give them away, oh, no, I mean, would he really sell one to us?"

"That's not for us to consider, we're only responsible for suggesting solutions to the problem, aren't we?"

That made sense.

...

What the experts didn't know was that in the room next door where the buffet was being held, the large screen that hadn't been in use was somehow turned on. Not only were their manifold operations on the control console computer displayed before the guests, but when they began to discuss, even the audio came through.

The dignitaries, who had failed to notice the screen turning on at first and were chatting in small groups about this and that, were gradually drawn by the voices of the experts. The background noise fell away as everyone's gaze turned to the opposite screen; they listened to the discussion of the experts with varying expressions.

This was... too much of an insider view, wasn't it?

Was this something they were meant to see?

And to think, they planned to buy, and a temporary one at that?!

If you'd said to seize one right away, people might have thought more highly of you.

Most importantly, those idiots next door? Who said that?!

Truly, at that moment, many in the restaurant wanted to know the answer to this question.

Then they wouldn't mind giving this so-called expert a small taste of capitalist shock therapy.

Fortunately, the staff quickly reacted, frantically searching for the remote control, and directly turned off the large screen in the restaurant. Clearly, the response was a little late, but how to put it? Better late than never, right?

It's just that today's mishaps seemed to be particularly numerous...

What the hell was going on?!

...

"Buy an activation code?! Are you sure you're not joking?!" When Romand Willy heard the experts' long-discussed solution, he really wanted to pull out a gun from the Secret Service agent next to him and "take care of" these good-for-nothings on the spot.

He was still unaware of what had happened in the restaurant.

If he had known, maybe he would have acted on his thoughts.

Were these experts for real?

At this time, to turn to the Huaxia people for an activation code?!

Soon, someone burst into his makeshift office, whispering a series of messages into Romand Willy's ear.