HPDBC Chapter 129 Patch
Chapter 129 Patch
On the screen, a ghostly green light flickered, and a waterfall of data composed of 0s and 1s was falling endlessly.
Su Hao stared quietly at the screen, though he himself couldn't explain why he was so engrossed in these dry and boring characters.
0 and 1.
Open and close.
Life and death.
Perhaps it is precisely because of these two most extreme states that we can encompass all the complexity and chaos of the world without reservation.
Mathematics deals with the vast and abstract infinity.
Binary, on the other hand, is like a cold scalpel, precisely dissecting this infinite world into the simplest and purest fragments.
Negation and affirmation.
Nothingness and existence.
This world appears to be composed of an endless, vibrant spectrum, but from a higher-dimensional perspective of absolute rationality...
Ultimately, everything can perhaps be compressed into these two tiny symbols.
Psyduck, the personality that exists deep in his subconscious, has an extremely high level of understanding of this simple yet complex binary structure.
Originally designed to send signals to cold, impersonal machines, the anti-human programming language was instantly accepted by it as if it were its mother tongue, without any obstacles.
Psyduck whispered something in its heart that only it could understand:
"If you're willing, I can use even more brute force to create a perfect system that crushes everything!"
"No need. I'll handle it myself," Su Hao replied casually in his mind.
There are actually many solutions to the problem of frequently canceling washing machine reservations to reserve a spot.
The simplest and most direct approach is to impose system penalties on frequent cancellations, which will solve the problem in no time.
But Su Hao didn't like it.
This black-and-white, simplistic approach is too crude and lacks any real technical sophistication.
Tap, tap.
The crisp sound of fingertips tapping on the keyboard echoed in the quiet room.
The scene he had witnessed in the laundry room late at night a few days ago involuntarily surfaced in Su Hao's mind.
"Was the experiment just finished?"
"Hmm, the data is a bit strange, it's not producing any results, and I've been redoing it until this late."
"Holy crap, your dark circles look like you're about to suddenly die!"
I've reserved the washing machine for you, you can use it first! I can wash it tomorrow!
In this school, there's always a group of students who are incredibly silly, yet somehow give you a sense of warmth.
They are often willing to give up the seats they worked so hard to get for their classmates who are exhausted from returning late from experiments.
A hint of tenderness flashed in Su Hao's eyes.
He didn't want these kind students to be harmed by the rigid punishment mechanism!
"Let's limit the number of times you can cancel an appointment to once per day."
With just this one seemingly casual move, the cost of maliciously occupying a spot instantly skyrockets, and the likelihood of it is greatly reduced.
But that's all? Of course not.
Su Hao's typing speed suddenly increased, and the keyboard was filled with a dense blur of afterimages.
He completely restructured the system's underlying logic:
The person who voluntarily gave up their spot can only receive points as a reward from the system when a third party actually benefits—that is, when someone actually does the laundry.
Even so, Su Hao still felt it wasn't enough.
Are we just going to let those "clever" people who try to exploit loopholes and maliciously abuse the mechanism withdraw unscathed?
That's too cheap for them.
With his eyelids slightly lowered, he began to tailor a unique death algorithm for these "special groups".
Lines of cold code flowed from his fingertips, and a faint, excited smile crept onto Su Hao's lips, a smile he himself didn't even realize.
Applying lofty, pure mathematical theories to this mundane, everyday reality with a kind of dimensional reduction effect...
This overwhelming sense of control filled him with an irrepressible excitement!
"nailed it."
The Enter key slammed down.
On the monitor, the massive data stream instantly reassembled, displaying brand-new data charts and dazzling mathematical formulas.
On top of the original image, a dark blue curve, unlike any other before, silently superimposed itself, suppressing all the fluctuations.
Now, all we need to do is observe the system's operation under the new conditions as quietly as we would observe fungi in a petri dish!
a few days later.
No doubt about it!
The patch Su Hao applied had an effect like throwing a string of Gatling gun firecrackers into a septic tank—it was an immediate and effective solution.
With the sharp drop in malicious booking, the "Gaga" laundry app started running smoothly again, and positive feedback from students helping each other grew like a snowball.
As before, colorful laundry baskets lined up like a long dragon in the hallway...
The situation where someone gets agitated and scratches their head in the laundry room while waiting for someone to pick up their clothes has decreased significantly, and is almost extinct.
In the Bit Forge club activity room.
The developers and several core members of the student union are sitting together in a meeting, and the atmosphere is more enthusiastic than ever before.
Liu Jie and Fang Jun, who had been watching the backstage logs, exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with undisguised relief.
"Damn it, the usage rate is much higher than last week! And... the complaint rate is almost zero!"
Can you believe it? It's zero! The customer service backend was so clean I thought the internet was down!
"Stop talking, the student council's message board is almost overflowing with thank-you notes!"
I've never been treated like this in my entire life!
Having been completely freed from the suffocating hell of complaints a few days ago, Fang Jun and Liu Jie were now radiating a sense of relief, as if they had just survived a disaster. They were practically ready to pop champagne right there and then!
Meanwhile, the school's anonymous forum had already exploded, filled with fervent praise and admiration for the "Yaya" app.
Li Xiangyu stared intently at the screen, carefully examining the data charts in the background.
The data line, which was originally a glaring red and represented an "unfair indicator," has now been slammed to the bottom as if it had jumped off a building!
The green curve, representing the health of the system, is steadily and gracefully converging.
"This trick actually worked..." Li Xiangyu swallowed hard, muttering to himself.
"I originally insisted that the most severe system penalties should be imposed on canceled appointments, but I've been proven wrong."
Zhang Man picked up her coffee, took a sip, and chuckled softly.
Ultimately, everyone just wants to do laundry.
The profits these people could get were already pitifully small, and now Su Hao has forcibly raised the bar for "resource farming." What else can those "wool-gathering" groups do?
All I could do was grumble and quit.
In fact, deep patches targeting heavily malicious users need some time to fully develop before they can unleash their full power.
The immediate results are simply a result of the sophisticated disruption of the revenue chain.
But Su Hao, standing to the side, felt a ripple in his heart as he watched this scene unfold.
He made only extremely minor changes to the system rules, yet it was able to so thoroughly and immediately alter the behavior of a massive group in reality!
This surprised him greatly.
He couldn't help but fall into philosophical contemplation:
Perhaps, humans, who pride themselves on being the most intelligent of all beings, are not at all absolutely rational individuals.
They are merely a group of highly evolved animals manipulated by emotions, attempting to satisfy their own interests in the most efficient way.
If this assumption holds true...
Once the stage is expanded, those large platforms with hundreds of millions of users...
Wouldn't it be possible to easily guide or even completely control human group behavior, just by slightly tugging at the strings of the system rules in the background, like a puppet?
It's like a shepherd wielding an invisible whip...
Thinking hard.
This thought, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, made Su Hao's mood inexplicably heavy.
He immediately cut off his thoughts and decided to stop there, completely ending the development of this laundry app. He didn't intend to go any further.