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As the Data Web was about to tighten completely, I activated my last trump card—the DCT Security Department badge hidden in my virtual suit. This was not an ordinary virtual item, but an emergency access token embedded in the system core by Zhang Lei.
“DCT Security Department Special Operations Group Leader credentials.” The golden badge shimmered in the data stream. “Every action you take has already been recorded.”
Old Wang's expression froze for a moment. He probably didn't expect anyone could implant a monitoring program in this independent server.
“Too bad...” he quickly regained his confident smile. “It's too late to say that now...”
Before he finished speaking, the entire virtual space suddenly shook. I immediately activated the Backdoor Program I had previously set up—this was a countermeasure designed specifically for the vulnerability found in line 389 of the NFT code.
The virtual space began to twist violently, data streams flying chaotically. The composure on Old Wang's face finally showed signs of cracking.
“Bang!” A loud noise erupted as the data flow in the room suddenly became chaotic. Seizing the opportunity, I activated the pre-installed Backdoor Program, and in an instant, the surrounding space began to distort violently.
“You've got some skills.” Old Wang's expression finally changed. “But do you think this will let you escape?”
He snapped his fingers, and a massive display screen emerged deep within the room. The screen prominently displayed dozens of ongoing transaction scenes—real-time scam operations.
“Do you see? Right now, there are at least 500 ‘Paradise Space’ rooms running simultaneously across all platforms, each with ‘guests’ just like you.” Old Wang's voice dripped with sarcasm. “Do you really think your little tricks can stop anything?”
A wave of dread washed over me. These people were more ruthless than I had imagined—they weren't just scamming; they were planning a platform-wide harvest taking advantage of the update timing of Origin Awakening World.
“Aren't you afraid of Origin Awakening World's System Detection?” I asked, buying time while secretly sending a location signal to headquarters.
“System Detection?” Old Wang laughed heartily. “Do you think ‘Future Vision Technology’ is just a name? We’ve already infiltrated the core system of the Origin Awakening World. To put it simply, this platform is now our backyard.”
No wonder they could easily access system permissions and even achieve “Perfect Clone.” This was no investment company; it was clearly an organized hacker team.
“The system update in three days is actually our designed Backdoor Program,” Old Wang said proudly. “By then, all users' assets will be locked. If they want to unlock them, they’ll have to pay a Ransom.”
“Ransomware?” I was taken aback. This was far more terrifying than simple fraud.
“Smart,” Old Wang nodded in approval. “But this is just the first step. When users are in a panic, we will ‘kindly’ offer a solution—a special Unlocking Program.”
“And that program will have a backdoor,” I interjected. “Once users install it, you’ll have control over all their assets.”
“Interesting, it’s truly enjoyable to chat with you,” Old Wang’s smile deepened. “It’s a pity you know too much…”
Before he could finish his sentence, the Data Web suddenly tightened. I felt my Virtual Avatar being forcefully deconstructed, and my consciousness began to blur.
In a moment of desperation, I pressed the emergency device on my wrist—an advanced “Data Bomb” developed by the company that could create temporary chaos in the virtual space.
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