Anthea pulled out her smartphone once again, diving into the depths of the inte to trace the origin of a certain post. The IP address she found was
peculiar, reminiscent of something out of a sci-fi movie—a kind of high-tech, Al-driven system known moremonly in her circle as a “cheat code."
Anthea herself was one of the masterminds behind its creation. But with this cheat code in y, people stopped striving for excellence. They leaned
heavily an the system, allowing their intellects to dwindle, turning them into mere puppets. Realizing the dire consequences, the creators, including
Anthea, decided to dismantle the system to save humanity from bing ves to technology.
But now, how could this system possibly resurface in her world?
Anthea''s brows knitted together as she traced the breadcrumbs back to Reba. Considering the post targeted her, and Reba stood to gain the
most, could it be that Reba was now a host for the cheat code system?
Shutting down her browser, Anthea bypassed the firewall to ess a secure database effortlessly. pulling up everything there was to know about
Reba. Until she turned 16, Reba was just your average Jane, but something changed dramatically at 17. She went from being a struggling
student to topping her ss and even became a grandmaster at chess—a game she previously knew nothing about, without any formal training.
The evidence was stacking up; Reba definitely had the cheat code system
"If Reba wants to y games, I''ll make sure it''s a game she won''t forget," Anthea thought to herself, knowing all too well the dangers of
mishandling such power.
It suddenly clicked for Anthea—the reason Reba lost her shine at RealTimeFlow''s anniversary g was because Anthea had outsmarted her,
forcing the system to downgrade and retract its benefits, including Reba''s artificially enhanced beauty.
Narrowing her eyes, Anthea deleted Reba''s information, deciding to address the rumors circting on RealTimeFlow about her supposed
cosmetic surgery. The best rebuttal was proof from the past. Anthea dug up her old social media ounts, only to find the photos had been wiped
clean—a preemptive strike by Reba, no doubt
But Anthea wasn''t deterred. "A tech guru worried about a delete button? Please.”Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.
Soon enough, she restored the deleted photos from the digital recycle bin and uploaded them to her RealTimeFlow ount.
"Introducing my younger self to all
my lovely follewe s! Who else went
through an-émo phase? Let''s agree
to forgetany ‘unique teenage =<
fashion.sénse, shall we? And as for
the cheating usations, just wait
for any SAT results! Spoiler: kfn only
applying to Capital University
because, yes, I''m that corifident
[/smirk]!"
ThorHammerStriker: "Ann, you''ve always been a knockout! Lol, I had my emo phase too!”
Pupper: "A true angel from the start! Emo was quite the trend back then."
LoveAnnie1: "Checking in for Ann!"
LoveAnn77: "Capital University would be lucky to have you!”
WhoAreYou: "Capital University? Isn''t that a bit too ambitious? Afraid of a reality check?"
AyyAyy1063: "Only applying to one university? That''s not confidence; that''s arrogance! You''re flying too high!"
WindSweeper999: "FYI, the eptance score for Cloudcrest at Capital University is 690. Can''t wait to see a crashnding!”
After pasting her statement, Anthea logged off, leaving a digital bombshell in her wake.
Reba, who had been closely
monitoriagy Anthea''s moves, frowned
upon se@ing the photos. "How did
she manage to retrieve those
thought the system had destroyed
them all..."
“
Even the system panicked, N
encountering a formidable human:
for thedirst time in three years
capable of recovering what ithad
eradicated.
swnovel.
"Host, now’s not the time to worry. We need to upgrade first. Only then can I ess more information and tackle this problem."