Chapter 11

Tony Stark's embarrassing show was soon thrown to the back of his mind by this heartless person.

After he signed two checks and donated them to the school library and the poor guy responsible for the aftermath, he left without looking back.

Even if he wanted to deal with the clown virus, he could do it slowly after going home. He wasn't used to the keyboard here. And he wanted to study CK's stuff in depth, which would take time.

Now Tony Stark was sitting in the lounge with a group of computer geeks, discussing what had just happened.

"You guys mean, the host I just hacked into was a fake?" Tony said in disbelief.

"Yeah, this is the most likely conclusion I reached after discussing with others. And your direction was wrong from the beginning."

"Where was I wrong?" The conceited young master said stiffly.

"The first hint CK gave, what you needed to do was protect yourself, not hack into him."

Tony wanted to defend himself, saying that as long as he successfully hacked into the other party and stopped the possible timing program, wouldn't he be able to interrupt the virus infection?

But since they used a fake host space to deceive people, Tony naturally didn't find any programs related to the virus, so nothing was stopped. So the computer he used also fell for it.

"Did anyone find out where that BBS is hosted?" Tony asked. If it can't be solved online, then meeting offline for a real-life PK is an eternal truth.

"Checked, that IP belongs to the University of Chicago on the East Coast. But the investigation by people in Chicago shows that no one in the computer room management staff set up this BBS, and the BBS service isn't even on the server."

"What!"

In this era when hackers had just emerged, the main battle was concentrated between viruses and antivirus. Many network intrusion and misleading techniques common in later generations were pioneering at this time.

So it really wasn't that Tony Stark's technology was inferior or not smart enough, but that he didn't expect someone to do this at all.

In the computer circle, he could probably guess who KM and LT were. Even if the person hadn't shown their face, they would be seen on other BBSs, and even LT himself belonged to the academic circle.

But this CK nickname was really seen for the first time. So Tony Stark also asked a question everyone wanted to ask. "Who is CK? It wouldn't be that underwear seller (Calvin Klein), would it?"

"Everyone wants to know, but no one knows. At least no one has admitted to being CK anywhere else yet."

Everyone didn't know that the perpetrator of the clown BBS, after filming ended in the morning and having lunch, went to report to the Caltech library, book section, in the afternoon.

Henry heard about what happened in the public computer area, but didn't care. He was digging through the academic literature and internal journals of this top-tier science and engineering university, the parts that hadn't been published externally.

The quality of papers like this that couldn't make it into authoritative journals was uneven. Some ideas were very creative, just lacking depth, but there were also those that were obviously perfunctory.

However, Tony Stark, who was trying to get more information about the clown BBS in the lounge, was greeted by an uninvited guest. A Monégasque international student, Justin Hammer.

Facts proved that not everyone was afraid of offending Tony Stark, and everyone's heart wasn't just on how to fawn over this young master of the Stark family and get a job at Stark Industries.

There were still people who dared to rush at this proud son of heaven, just to find trouble. Just like Justin Hammer, surrounded by a group of people, drove away the group of computer geeks and occupied the seat next to Tony Stark.

A group of poor computer geeks, of course, didn't dare to provoke the rich kids led by Hammer. Tony Stark wouldn't be their backer either, so one by one they hurriedly got up to give up their seats.

And Justin, sitting directly opposite Tony, crossed his legs and said: "Heard you were mocked by the clown. Is this still the genius of our Stark family? Really feel it's not worth it for your father."

It was obvious that Justin knew how to piss this man off. Tony said angrily: "Shut your stinking mouth! Since it's already full of shit, don't open it to disgust people."

"What? The idiot who calls himself a genius failed, and you don't allow others to talk about it. Do you have to wear the emperor's new clothes and let everyone cooperate with your self-deception? Oh, Tony is great, Tony come on."

"Fuck, I dare to accept the result of failure, what about you? Is it that you want others to write a strategy, and then let you copy it? But you don't use your brain when you copy, thinking that if you change A to B, the thing is your own. Is that really the case? Our genius Mr. Hammer."

"So what? I'm good at finding problems others haven't found, and then making corrections. As long as the result is good, then what I do is right. You're just jealous of my success."

"Ha! Your success? Have you ever succeeded? Give me an example to see. After all, I'm ignorant and don't know what you've succeeded in."

"Ha!" Laughing back with an even louder laugh, Justin Hammer threw a piece of paper on the table and said: "The Challenger space shuttle, originally scheduled to depart on July 22, 1985, although the plan was postponed and eventually failed to launch.

"But according to my calculations, NASA gave an incorrect data for the entry point into the atmosphere on the return trip in the original plan. In other words, even if the shuttle launched successfully, they might not have been able to come back. My data is the correct one."

Tony Stark glanced at it casually and said with contempt: "NASA's numbers are indeed wrong, but yours are also wrong. Are you sure you guys need to mock each other?"

"Where did I calculate wrong? You tell me!" Justin Hammer, unwilling, shouted.

"This kind of simple problem, anyone with a brain can give you the answer. Oh, sorry, did I just state the fact that you have no brain? You won't sue me for leaking secrets, will you."

"Fuck! Is this kind of problem something anyone can solve?" Justin Hammer angrily snapped his fingers at someone passing by and said: "Hey, you, just you, come here! Can you solve this problem? Calculate the return entry point data for the space shuttle."

The man who was stopped, looking confused, was the Kryptonian—Henry—who had heard the sound of his own telephone answering machine and intended to leave the library.

He, of course, didn't know the group of people in front of him and hadn't paid attention before. He was just called down and then had a question thrown in his face.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but Henry, based on the idea that helping others is the foundation of happiness, reported a third number different from the two answers on the paper.

The number Henry reported was very close to the first number. Tony Stark immediately took the conversation and said: "This guy is right, because it's the same as my answer."

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