The nerdy tech billionaire gasped. Even the others all looked at the man in disbelief.
"W-what? Did I say sothing wrong?" he asked, feeling absolutely confused and a little flustered at everyone's expressions as if he had just asked the most stupid question ever.
The nerdy tech billionaire no longer cared about the other man's lofty status as a Cross Academy alumnus. He felt offended on behalf of his idol! How dare the man question the legendary Fantom?!
"With the great Fantom's skills and abilities, creating a powerful AI by himself that he could command to do almost whatever he wanted isn't in the realm of impossibility! Just the level of sophistication in his open-source programs is enough to let people with sense know that he is capable of so much more!"
Iris cleared her throat, interrupting the sudden conflict between the nerdy tech billionaire and Grandpa Lu's friend and preventing it from heating up too much. The nerdy tech billionaire had beco too defensive now. She needed to steer the conversation back to the original topic.
"So what happened next?" she asked. "What else did your ntor and the academy's Computer Departnt Head talk about at that ti?"
The nerdy tech billionaire shot an indignant glare at the older man, no longer intimidated. He would even throw away his pride to defend his idol. He couldn't bear anyone belittling Fantom.
If it hadn't been for Fantom's influence, then he wouldn't even have chosen to dive into the world of computer science in the first place. And now, he had beco one of the wealthiest individuals in the world thanks to his idol Fantom's great impact on his life.
But no matter how much he wanted to continue preaching about his idol's feats to the older man, he restrained himself because he sensed that Mada Iris Long was growing impatient.
"They mostly talked about Fantom's impressive feats in the world of hacking," he said.
He intended to enurate his idol's long list of accomplishnts, but he swallowed the words in his throat upon seeing Iris' warning look.
It was unfortunate, but he could only skip a lot of details and ntally press fast-forward to the night when he eavesdropped on his ntor chatting with his friend.
"Then the departnt head suddenly turned sad and sighed a lot. When my ntor asked him what was wrong, the departnt head said it's such a big sha that Fantom died."
There was a collective gasp among Grandpa Lu's friends.
"Fantom really died?" one of them asked in shocked disbelief.
The nerdy tech billionaire sniffed and nodded. His eyes had turned red.
Iris was afraid that the man would cry so she urged him again to continue with his story. She needed to know how he was able to connect Fantom back to her as Fantom's disciple.
He used the lapel of his suit's dress shirt to wipe the corners of his teary eyes. He didn't care anymore about his image in front of this group of Cross Academy powerhouses. Every ti he thought about his idol's death, he would always feel like crying.
The heavens must indeed be jealous of geniuses. Well, most of the people in the room were geniuses, but to him, they couldn't compare to a fraction of the great Fantom's genius. To him, Fantom was the best!
"I don't know how Fantom died. My ntor also had no idea. He kept asking the departnt head, but the departnt head refused to divulge any details."
Iris felt a little choked up watching the man getting emotional over her past life's death. She looked away to control her emotions.
Jin Liwei grabbed her hand and squeezed it, silently comforting her.
This ti, the nerdy tech billionaire keenly caught her also getting emotional at the ntion of the great Fantom's death.
"I knew it!" He jumped from his seat and pointed his finger at her. The almost feverish excitent returned to his face. "It must be true that you're Drakon, Fantom's disciple! Why else would you also be affected by your master's death like ?!"
There was another collective gasp among Grandpa Lu's friends. Their heads snapped in her direction. Their eyes opened wide and their jaws fell down.
Iris took a few deep breaths. She asked him, "Did you hear that from your ntor and the departnt head's conversation?"
"Yes." He nodded, his head bobbing like a chicken.
His eyes continued to shine as he looked at her, causing Jin Liwei to scowl.
"Are you really Drakon?" he asked.
Instead of answering his question, she asked instead, "Did the departnt head say that I'm Drakon?"
He nodded again, harder and faster this ti. "Yes! He told my ntor that although it's a big sha that the world lost a legendary figure like Fantom, his legacy fortunately didn't die with him. He has a disciple! And Cross Academy managed to recruit Fantom's one and only disciple! The hacker, Drakon! He said that Drakon is unexpectedly a very beautiful young lady who's also a celebrity in China! I did my research and you're the only one who fits the description, Iris Long!"
Iris didn't respond right away.
"Are you really Drakon?! Please tell that you're Drakon! And is it true that you're Fantom's one and only disciple?"
She looked at him with a complicated expression. He looked like he was going to cry if she denied it.
Sighing, she could only bite the bullet now. This was how she managed to catch Cross Academy's attention and beco recruited there again in the present life anyway.
"Yes, I am Drakon. And yes, Fantom…she's my master. She taught everything I know about computers."
Tears flowed down the nerdy tech billionaire's eyes.
She was taken aback but didn't know what to do.
"Y-you're really Drakon, that rising hotshot hacker?" one of Grandpa Lu's friends asked.
She nodded, sighing again.
"No wonder," another comnted.
"And here we were wondering how you could be admitted to Cross Academy with your diocre level in Foreign Languages and Business Administration."
"Hey!" Grandpa Lu smacked his old friend in the back. "What in the bloody hogwash are you talking about my beloved disciple? I want to know! diocre level? Hah! You're the diocre one!"
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