Tsukino Ayano is very angry.
Extrely angry!
Those stubborn old folks actually dare to defa electronic gas like this.
It's obvious that they are generalizing unfairly.
Even if it wasn't for Takayuki's request for her to reduce her influence through the network, she would have taken the initiative to solve the problem herself.
So Tsukino Ayano returned ho early today.
Just as she entered her own ho, she even forgot the usual first thing to do when returning ho, which is to undress.
It seems she forgot this habit at this mont.
Tsukino Ayano walked straight to her computer, then sat down on the chair with a fiery gaze as if shooting flas from her eyes.
I'll make you stubborn folks from the television stations taste my wrath!
For Tsukino Ayano, electronic gas are a dream world.
It's a world worth cherishing, where she can fulfill any of her dreams.
You can be a hero, a painter, an adventurer, a racer, a soldier on the battlefield in the world of electronic gas...
I won't allow you to destroy this world!
She rapidly started tapping on the keyboard.
On three out of six screens, several websites in different languages quickly popped up.
These websites all looked quite normal, so were advertising shopping sites, so were educational websites, and so were music portals.
However, after Tsukino Ayano tapped hundreds of keys on these websites continuously, their appearance quickly changed.
The dark web, shadow network, or, as it can also be called, hidden corners.
This is where many hackers wander around the gray edge of the network.
Of course, the dark web is not limited to this, there are also so relatively normal niche networks, not all of the dark web is filled with gray or evil.
Forums from hidden corners from several different countries appeared in front of Tsukino Ayano.
She quickly searched for information inside, and soon she locked onto a certain section of these forums.
She clicked to enter, but a series of scrambled program password input boxes popped up.
Tsukino Ayano disdainfully looked at these options that resembled decryption gas, solving one puzzle after another.
In just a few minutes, she solved all these puzzles.
Then, she entered several pages marked with different languages as information sharing rooms.
"Want to get the information you want? You have to exchange information or knowledge."
"Equivalent exchange is the principle here."
A slogan appeared, and Tsukino Ayano skipped it directly, then searched for the information she wanted in the search box.
Soon, she locked onto several pieces of information.
Various confidential information from the six major television stations in Japan.
In these materials, so pieces of information, even if leaked, are enough to cause serious trouble for one of the television stations.
And there are countless pieces of information here.
Tsukino Ayano's eyes lit up, and she imdiately clicked to enter, but another dialog box popped up,
"Want to get the information, you have to exchange information or knowledge."
Without hesitation, Tsukino Ayano quickly found several files on her computer, including valuable computer network knowledge she had researched herself, and several files of confidential information she had 'acquired' from certain places.
Then she packed and encrypted them to erase traces, and dragged them into the dialog box on the webpage.
"Verifying information."
One minute later.
"The price of information and knowledge is confird, you can get the information you want."
The originally blocked webpage can now be opened, densely packed with over 100GB of data in front of Tsukino Ayano. With the current fastest download speed of only 1MB per second, it would take several days to download all this data.
But it doesn't matter, Tsukino Ayano started clicking to download.
In an instant, the independent server behind Tsukino Ayano started to operate rapidly, emitting a buzzing sound like a roar. Fortunately, the entire room was made of various noise reduction materials, so even if a gun were fired in this room, the neighbors wouldn't necessarily hear it.
Soon, the room began to get hot. Tsukino Ayano suddenly rembered that she hadn't undressed after returning ho, then skillfully took off all her clothes in just a few seconds, leaving only a camisole, feeling instantly relaxed.
Normally, downloading sothing doesn't require a server like this to operate.
But in reality, these servers are not prepared for downloading, but for quickly searching through all the downloaded materials.
Since it's downloading data from the dark web, how could there not be so 'impurities' mixed in?
Under Tsukino Ayano's guidance, any 'impurities' would be nowhere to hide in the server system.
After sorting out the downloading, it had already been seven or eight hours.
"Yawn..." Tsukino Ayano stretched lazily, suddenly feeling tired.
She didn't know why, but ever since she started following Takayuki's advice to sleep on ti, Tsukino Ayano's sleep ti has been increasing day by day, from one or two hours a day at the beginning to at least ten hours a day now.
But it has to be said, sleeping is indeed very comfortable, and she does feel much healthier both physically and ntally than before.
Looking at the downloading data, she began to plan how to counterattack these damned old stubborn folks.
Send them all to hell! How dare they ss with electronic gas.
As Tsukino Ayano thought like this, she lay down on the ssy bed beside her, falling into a deep sleep.
In her dreams, it's as if she entered a ga world.
There, various characters exist.
Painters, heroes, warriors, racers, astronauts.
They seem to be beckoning Tsukino Ayano, welcoming her arrival.
In her dream, Tsukino Ayano's lips curled up lightly.
...
At Takayuki's ho, when his phone rang, he picked it up.
Seeing that the caller ID was from Saya Take-naka, he answered the call.
"Hello, Saya, have you talked to both television stations?"
Saya was eating sothing at a roadside hot pot stall at the mont.
"Ahem... Um... President, I've talked to them. NHK isn't interested in our interview program, gulp..."
"Huh? What's that sound? Anyway, what about Tokyo Television?"
"Slurp... President, Tokyo Television's answer was very straightforward. We give money, they do the job. The more we give, the better the job they do. But we can only get so less important TV ti slots."
Good, straightforward, I like your style.
"No problem, we're not short of money now. Arrange it, squeeze out a ti for us to do the interview. As for the specific content of the interview, I'll co up with it."
"Okay, I'll contact the top managent of Tokyo Television later."
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