Soglier's Key Arrangement Method
"The 13-finger key layout you see can be fully converted to a 12-finger layout after replacing a few key parts. One of the key points is using the elbow! The nodes of those key parts, after being modified and replaced with the Ottop Race script, become another script."
"No wonder no one knows this yet. First, the Ottop Race language is extremely rare. Second, even if someone understands the Ottop Race, they wouldn't be in the Mecha Department. Finally, even if they were in the Mecha Department, they wouldn't be able to realize that Soglier was arranging the cipher in this order!"
The black text was full of praise for the deceased ace pilot.
"Then why did he do that?" Mu Fan asked.
"Perhaps he's trying to inspire the growth of future Ottop Race in this way. After all, he's a hero of the Ottop Race. If someone from his tribe comes to this field in the future and looks for his old notes, they'll likely be able to replicate Soglier's success," Black analyzed logically.
Mu Fan scratched his chin and said, "And now you've cracked it? How come the unbelievable thing is getting even stranger now?"
"Hahaha, who told you to possess a unique intelligent life form in the universe! This learned sage is simply at the pinnacle of the universe when it comes to this kind of encrypted arrangement!"
The black guy's boasting has gone completely off the rails.
Mu Fan's brain automatically filtered out the self-aggrandizing parts, and the general outline of the story gradually emerged in his mind.
It seems no one has noticed Soglier's shrewdness.
"So, by doing this, he's essentially leaving this notebook truly for his own people?! And then accepting the praise of humans without hesitation?" Mu Fan was genuinely puzzled. Fighting to the death for the Federation on one hand, and harboring such thoughts on the other, Soglier's actions became utterly enigmatic.
"I thought so too, but when you turned to the last page just now, this guy actually listed a set of numbers. The letters and numbers in the corresponding positions were swapped, and when translated again, it became the Ottop Race script! And this time... it's the ten-finger version of the Key Arrangement Method!"
"A truly human-friendly ten-finger operation method!?" Mu Fan was truly shocked.
"That's right, the complete ten-finger keypad operation method. First, I'll demonstrate it once using the 148-key layout."
The scanned image on the light screen rotates and retracts.
A simulated key map of a console appears.
"Watch closely."
As Hei finished speaking, rows of keys slanted across the screen jumped rapidly like waves, creating an extreme visual aesthetic when displayed in a two-dimensional format.
"Use your elbows instead of two fingers, and if you look closely at the remaining keys, you'll find that each key is pressed next to the one pressed by your thumb. So, the alternative for the 13th finger is to use the wide pressing surface of your thumb to press simultaneously! And the key that is between them is invalid in this 13-key counter-attack situation."
"An extreme console control method belonging to humans— Key Arrangement Method!"
The moment the right thumb pressed down on the screen, there was a pause. After the pause occurred three or four times, Mu Fan realized that this was indeed the case.
When you press your thumb down horizontally, it covers three keys, but the middle key becomes invalid.
"This is a real smokescreen! Genius! It's a good thing he died in battle, otherwise who knows what he was plotting. Tsk tsk, what cunning~~" Black's exclamation clearly took on a different tone.
"Did you record the Key Arrangement Method?"
"All done. Go back and train. But this thing isn't very useful for everyday use; it has to be used in conjunction with Soglier's unique moves."
"You mean those incredible advanced skills in the B-level privilege zone?"
"That's right! Prepare to change positions."
Whew~
The harvest was truly substantial. Mu Fan pulled out Soglier's notes, then removed his wristwatch from the reader, folded the scanning frame back up, and gently pushed it back into place, watching the device return to its original position.
Then Mu Fan stepped onto the suspension board and rose back to the 13th floor, quietly putting the notebook, which actually had three faces, back into its original place.
If it weren't for Mu Fan and Hei's visit, this notebook would probably have been forgotten in the long river of history, until one day another equally outstanding Ottop Race student appears.
Looking at the old, black leather-bound notebook, Mu Fan was filled with emotion. He muttered to himself, as if speaking to the black leather, "I think I know why he put something about human operating modes on the last page."
This time it was Black's turn to be surprised. "Why?"
As he slowly descended, Mu Fan said softly, "Perhaps in his mind, if a human had the patience to see it all the way through and deciphered his notes based on their understanding of the Ottop Race's culture, then from every angle, apart from their physical body being human, this cipherer would perfectly meet the criteria to inherit the Ottop Race's legacy."
The hovering pedals retracted to the ground. Mu Fan ran his fingers along the wooden bookshelf, filled with emotion. "Perhaps he also hoped that someone who truly understands their culture would inherit it, but he just didn't want it to be buried."
The Soglier's Unbelievable Conjecture —I hope it will truly amaze me.
Mu Fan turned to leave.
At that moment, two different footsteps approached from afar.
It seems to be heading towards me?
At this point, Mu Fan hadn't actually encountered any students active on the sixth floor with C-level access.
Let's wait for them to pass by.
Mu Fan stopped and listened to the unhurried pace of the two people.
The footsteps in front were light and soft, with a rhythmic quality, sounding more like a woman's. In contrast, the footsteps behind were sometimes heavy and sometimes light, but the rhythm was much stronger than the former; perhaps the varying weight of the footsteps was simply a reflection of their mood.
But judging from this, the latter's physical abilities should be much stronger than the former's.
"Where exactly is Grandmaster Arvis's file, Wan'er?"
Rong Cheng looked at the beautiful figure in front of him with a smile, a possessive glint in his eyes.
"Turn right ahead. We're not familiar with this area, so please be mindful of your words and actions, Young Rong Shao," You Shi Wan said, first answering Rong Cheng's question normally, then turning slightly to the side with a graceful demeanor.
"Haha, no problem, no problem."
Rong Cheng naturally ignored these words. You Shi Wan's good nature was truly admirable. If it weren't for her brother standing there, she probably would have been taken advantage of by countless people long ago.
"We've arrived." You Shi Wan suddenly stopped and turned around.
"Yawn~" Mu Fan stretched and yawned.
Clearly, Mu Fan's sudden action, which had been silent all along, startled the two people who had just turned to look at him.
"Hey kid, are you trying to scare me to death?! Huh, a freshman? You're quite studious, aren't you? Which department are you from?" He kept calling him "kid," making no attempt to hide his sense of superiority as a senior, even though he was only one year ahead of him.
However, Mu Fan completely ignored the noisy Rong Cheng and instead focused his gaze on You Shi Wan, whose beautiful curves were on full display.
Those gentle, watery eyes were very distinctive, and she immediately exclaimed in surprise:
"Um... Vice President, what a coincidence, good morning!"
You Shi Wan was clearly surprised to see Mu Fan, but upon hearing Mu Fan's greeting, a natural smile appeared in her bright eyes, "Good morning, what a coincidence."
Even when there's a fly buzzing around you, seeing new members in your club can still be quite enjoyable.
When the goddess, known as the daffodil, smiles, one truly understands what it means to have a charming and graceful smile.
However, Rong Cheng, who was standing next to You Shi Wan, had a gloomy expression.