Of course, the news of Ballet Platform's eventual bankruptcy couldn't be kept from everyone. It was easy to guess that Wang Yue might have stepped in to help. After all, relentless cyberattacks around the clock were beyond what any person could manage. Only artificial intelligence could possibly do that.
Wang Yue had been prepared for this from the start. He didn't care about the news and hadn't even asked the AI to suppress it.
He knew there was no point in wasting the AI's resources trying to bury the story. The investors he'd crossed couldn't possibly fail to find out about him, and there was no way they wouldn't connect the attacks to him.
Still, he wasn't concerned. He simply dumped every project he'd worked on with the military in One Life, One Lifetime onto them, all at once. He needed to get them to take him seriously, fast.
Wang Yue's foresight proved useful. That day, while he was at home following instructions he'd found online to build a Little Smart phone, he upgraded its communications technology to quantum communications as soon as it worked. He was having the time of his life.
He'd just used his modified Little Smart to call Luo Yan, who was playing a game in the bedroom, when the police showed up to question him about the Lecherous Hand's car-crash case. From the way they'd arrived, he knew they had no evidence and were just trying to use their authority to bully him. He had no idea who was pulling their strings.
Fortunately, Wang Yue had been prepared. The military seemed to have anticipated this and had arranged protection for him. When they saw the police barging into his home, they didn't hesitate. They came right over and ushered the officers out.
Luo Yan had