Super Island Tycoon

Chapter 1510: Chapter 1500: Response

Mu Yu said with a big smile, ”Alright, as long as the problem is solved. I was really worried. Otherwise, if all the team secrets were accidentally leaked, we’d be in big trouble.”

”Jiang Cheng, you’re really something. You must be a computer expert, and now you even hacked their system. Let’s see what they’ll do about it. Truly impressive.” After speaking, Mu Yu looked at Jiang Cheng with admiration.

Even after doing this, Jiang Cheng kept pondering internally. How did someone find out about his design? Could it be that he also developed such a thing?

I think it’s unlikely. Saying other things might be possible, but when it comes to technology, he doesn’t think anyone could design something like him. So, nobody should be able to design it yet. How could it appear in the team system? Is someone deliberately attracting attention?

But who would be so bold? It’s a team member’s team. She might be after something. That’s the most likely possibility. I’m afraid there’s something in this team she wants.

Jiang Cheng was lost in his own thoughts, though not entirely aimlessly, as he was naturally suspicious. However, this isn’t necessarily a flaw.

Instead, he solved many doubts and tackled many major issues. Seeing Jiang Cheng a bit spaced out, Mu Yu called him, but got no response.

Mu Yu nudged him and said, ”What are you thinking about!”

Oh, nothing. I was just thinking about how he got hold of the nuclear weapon I developed. Right now, there’s not a second person capable of developing it, so it must have been stolen from me. But how he got it, I can’t figure out. Jiang Cheng muttered.

Oh well, luckily the problem is resolved now, or we would all be in big trouble. For now, we’ll investigate how it was obtained from you tomorrow, as it’s already late today.”

As Mu Yu finished, he suggested everyone go back, but then noticed Mole acting absent-minded again and asked casually, ”What’s wrong, what are you thinking? What’s wrong with you guys today?”

Mole looked at Jiang Cheng and said, ”Actually, I’m also thinking about this problem. We all know the organization has always had ties with the West District mansion. Though it isn’t openly discussed, we all know.”

But the problem is this: firstly, Jiang Cheng’s nuclear weapon technology—it’s unlikely we’d obtain it through our organization. Yet here it is, appearing in our team’s system.

I’m afraid the situation isn’t that simple. The reason our organization has problems with the West District mansion is that they initially have collusion, indicating a desire for cooperation. However, being a matter of interest, neither side is willing to compromise, hence things dragging on like this.

The relationship between the two isn’t exactly good or bad, but it’s this constant state. Ultimately, it boils down to a nuanced explanation of interest conflict.

No, what are you trying to say? You’re telling us this, I don’t quite understand what you mean.” Mu Yu, a bit impatient, said.

Actually, I’m saying this to illustrate that our organization definitely can’t obtain this technology. Since that’s the case, there must be support, and apart from the West District mansion, I can’t think of anyone else who’d do such a thing.

After Mole said so much, Jiang Cheng was off to the side minding his own business, seemingly unrelated to the matter, but he knew Mole’s implications were closely tied to him since he developed the technology himself.

Mole glanced at Jiang Cheng, and their eyes met. Jiang Cheng averted his gaze and said, ”It’s fine, so what if they’re colluding, or if the West District mansion supports them? What of it?

I’ve already installed the Sick Ink Seed in her system; if he can crack it, it’ll mean he’s truly capable.

Actually, Jiang Cheng was quite sure he couldn’t crack it. He had confidence in this aspect. After all, he’d developed many new network weapons, though he came just to avoid appearing overly arrogant.

I’m afraid they’ll use nuclear weapons,” Mole said, full of worry. Jiang Cheng sneered, ”It’s fine, even if they want to use them, no need to worry. I’ve already installed a micro anti-nuclear system on my computer. Even if the West District uses them, there’s no need for concern.

After saying that, Jiang Cheng took a sip of coffee but couldn’t stop yawning, as if none of it concerned him, lazily saying, ”It’s getting late, let’s disperse! Everyone, go get some sleep!”

Once these words were spoken, everyone was surprised and gazed at Jiang Cheng with admiration; the boss indeed sent a capable assistant.

After the security system was resolved, Jiang Cheng had had a long day, and everyone clocked out to head home. Mu Yu glanced at Ou Shu, unsure how to arrange him, and Jiang Cheng noticed Mu Yu’s awkwardness and suggested Ou Shu come with him to the hotel.

Jiang Cheng was also drained after a day, dozing off somewhat in the car. Ou Shu drove, and Jiang Cheng gazed out at the night scenery, feeling how a world governed by technology ultimately changed people’s nature.

The car sped through, seemingly unwilling to linger an extra minute, wasting no time. Mu Yu called Mole, asking where they were, saying he’d already dropped Zhang Lin and the others home and advising him to drive carefully now.

Jiang Cheng often wondered why the world, despite its advanced technology, still lacked control over people’s greed—cigarette sellers still after money, despite technological progress.

Yet people’s thoughts remained stagnant in the past. This woman felt truly pitiable; she was inexplicably drugged with tobacco, now utterly uncontrolled.

As Jiang Cheng slept, he heard someone seemingly talking to him, but paid no attention, drifting off again.

Then the voice continually warned him to ”stay alert, stay alert, someone’s tracking you, someone’s following you, stay aware.”

With this voice, it grew louder, suddenly startling Jiang Cheng awake! ”What’s wrong with you, why did you suddenly wake up? Nightmare? You look shocked.” Mole asked.

No, someone is trying to kill me.” ”What did you say? Are you sure? This isn’t a joke, but how did you know; was it a dream? Stop overthinking. Even if they want to kill you, you’re so skilled, you shouldn’t be afraid of them.”

Jiang Cheng didn’t answer Mole’s questions; he pondered what truly happened. If the system informed him someone’s trying to kill him, there’s a ninety-nine percent chance it’s real.

But who could this person be? It’s definitely not as simple as Mole suggested, just because he invented a few things—someone wanting to kill him must be due to the inventions disrupting their interests.

Listen, Jiang Cheng, what’s going on? Speak up, I’m asking you! How do you know someone’s trying to kill you; aren’t you still dreaming?

Mole kept pressing him on how he knew, but Jiang Cheng didn’t answer. He didn’t know how to respond, so he let them think he was speaking in his sleep, without explaining, since it was something that couldn’t be revealed.