Chapter 718: How to Match and Compare With the Sun_1
Chapter 718: How to Match and Compare With the Sun_1
But this system, like the one initially exhibited by SUN, didn’t have any source code vulnerabilities!
Phoebe Hoffman was stupefied, her body swayed, and her face was full of disbelief.
"She and SUN..."
She wanted to say how could Nathalie Quinlan even be compared with the SUN of the Red Alliance?
Her uncle was so powerful, and yet he had failed to join the Red Alliance, where SUN was not just the leader but also the peak that was universally acknowledged as insurmountable in the entire hacker community.
How old was Nathalie Quinlan?
years old.
She hadn’t even graduated from high school.
How could she deserve to be compared with SUN? Wallace Radcliff was surely exaggerating!
Yet Wallace Radcliff could hardly contain his excitement. He pulled out his phone and sent a voice message to Alfred Garland, "Alfred Garland, can you ask Ms. Quinlan how to solve the password of the USB flash drive she gave me?"
During the few minutes of waiting for a response, the interior of the car was utterly silent, with only time ticking away.
Finally, Wallace Radcliff’s phone rang.
It was a phone call from Alfred Garland.
Wallace Radcliff hurriedly answered the call, opening with a "Hello?"
Alfred Garland, still angry about the recent incident with Phoebe Hoffman, said in a very indifferent tone, "I’ve asked Ms. Quinlan. She says she forgot the setup and told you to wait; she’s going to enter your information into the system with her phone."
Wallace Radcliff: "?"
What the hell, this system can be operated remotely with a phone?????
What kind of supreme expert is this?!
The folks from The Ninth Institute were even more dumbfounded: ...
Wasn’t it agreed that she was just a high school student, not very capable, just an ordinary girl who talked big but had no real skill?
Wallace Radcliff hadn’t regained his voice yet when he heard Alfred Garland quickly say from the other end of the phone, "Alright, try it now, will you?"
"It’s ready?" Wallace Radcliff’s voice tightened with tension. It had been just over a minute, and it was already done?
He hadn’t even confirmed if it was truly ready, let alone figured out from where Nathalie Quinlan had gathered his information.
He tapped on his laptop keyboard with one hand, re-verifying the process.
A ’beep’ sounded, and a green light lit up on the screen. Under the gaze of everyone present, the lock on the screen was released.
"How is it, is it unlocked?" The man’s voice came from the other end of the phone.
This time, there was a deathly silence in the car.
Only Wallace Radcliff, slightly more composed, twitched the muscles of his rough face, his voice hoarse, "It’s unlocked. Please thank Ms. Quinlan for me."
"Okay."
The call ended on the other end.
He slowly put down the phone, lifted his head to glance in Phoebe Hoffman’s direction, really wanted to ask if she truly still wanted to continue watching?
But Phoebe Hoffman appeared unresponsive, whether stunned or something else, her face was extremely pale, and she didn’t even glance his way.
With nothing more to say, he openly opened the contents of the USB flash drive in front of everyone.
The complete autonomous driving system was now before their eyes.
From the model presentation to the subsequent programming code, all flawlessly presented in front of a crowd of people.
Without any flaws!
No issues with any of the source code!
Now Phoebe Hoffman truly felt the sting in her face. She opened her mouth, but her voice seemed stuck, unable to utter a single word.
Her hands clenched and then released, only to clench again within a second.
This repeated several times.
Wallace Radcliff, not one for too many words, after marveling at the content in the USB flash drive, silently looked up at Phoebe Hoffman and said succinctly, "Mr. Hoffman, don’t forget what you said earlier."
Phoebe Hoffman had publicly said that if Nathalie Quinlan were capable of solving the autonomous driving source code issue, she would formally apologize to Nathalie Quinlan for her prior attitude.
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