Chapter 619 Can’t Accept Your Defeat, Right?
As the comments flooded in with question marks, some began to mock with laughter.
[Can't handle it, huh? After banging on the keyboard for over ten minutes, is he ready to admit defeat?]
[Hahaha, what's the young master up to now?]
Just as the barrage filled with ridicule, a calm, innocent voice cut through.
"I'm done," came the child's serene announcement.
Sweat formed on Lucas's forehead.
"It's just cracking a domain name. Even if he's not as technically skilled as many nowadays, Lacus thinks it's a piece of cake."
However, in reality, more than half the time had elapsed, and he still hadn't cracked the domain name.
He heard the child declare readiness.
Lucas grew anxious, losing his temper with a sarcastic laugh.
"Little brother, did you crack my AI program?"
As Lucas spoke, he caught sight of a comment in the barrage, "I can't log into Lucas's AI module anymore!"
Lucas was stunned.
The sharp ringtone of his phone snapped him out of his reverie.
It was a call from the company.
In the barrage, more voices echoed the login issue.
Panic surged within Lucas as he heard the child's voice again.
"Don't panic if you can't log in. The module will be back to normal in half an hour."
The barrage erupted.
[What's he saying? Is Lucas messing up?]
[Oh my god! Check Lucas's AI module's official website!]
Everyone rushed to check to find the page filled with Lucas's shady actions.
At that moment, Lucas realized something was amiss.
However, the challenge wasn't over.
He hadn't cracked the domain name.
Running away now would haunt him forever.
After Charles completed the challenge, he intended to do his homework.
Someone in the barrage posed math problems they thought challenging.
Yet, Charles breezed through them without checking the draft.
Initially taken as a joke, the questions grew more difficult, but Charles still responded effortlessly.
The laughter in the barrage gradually subsided, replaced by awe.
Soon, a renowned math blogger joined the scene.
He threw out a particularly tough question.
While Charles remained calm on camera before, he sat up, finally reaching for the draft.
[Oh my god, everyone look, he's finally calculating it by hand!]
[I can't even solve this kind of question as a college student, if he can't, let's not criticize him, remember, he's not even six years old]
As the barrage erupted, Charles's pen paused.
Then he looked at the camera and reported a number.
[What the hell? Thirty seconds?]
[Where's the question setter? Come verify the answer for me!]
The question setter confirmed, [Correct answer.]
Then they posted another, even tougher question.
"It's nearly thirty minutes. This is the last one."
After Charles spoke, he lowered his eyelids, a slight shadow brushing over his fair skin.
Occasionally, his voice reached Lucas.
Eventually, Charles took off his headphones, sweating profusely as he attacked the domain.
The math blogger's new question was truly tough.
It took Charles four and a half minutes before he reported a number.
The blogger cursed, replying, [Correct answer].
The barrage marveled.
Glancing at the timer, Charles announced, "Half an hour has passed."
He had completed the challenge long ago.
But Lucas, absorbed, didn't seem to notice time's passing.
He continued typing frantically.
Madness consumed the barrage.
[Stop now, you lost!]
[Hahaha, you mocked Charles and his parents, now he's turned the tables in just seventeen minutes and three seconds!]
“Still not stopping?”
Charles waited two minutes.
"Maybe he's too engrossed, let me remind him," he said.
With a few keystrokes, Lucas's static domain suddenly changed.
Lucas thought he'd succeeded, but then, the screen lit up, displaying, [Challenge failed.]
The barrage erupted in laughter.
[Lucas got a taste of his own medicine!]
[Wow, satisfying to watch. He's been mocking Charles and his parents all this time!]
[How can he call himself a tech god? His own project was easily hacked by a child!]
[Not only hacked, but he also disabled it completely!]
Lucas regained his senses, seeing the sharp comments.
Anger surged within him.
"You idiots really believe a five-and-a-half-year-old has this ability?" Lucas sneered. "This domain was probably created by Sebastian and his team!"
[Lucas, can't accept defeat.]
The barrage echoed the sentiment.
This infuriated Lucas further.
"What do you mean, 'can't accept defeat'? His parents probably had someone help him off-camera. He's just pretending."
As Lucas spoke, some in the barrage began to waver.
[He was just typing; at least Lucas showed the entire screen.]
[Let it go, Lucas. He's an heir to Old Money; we can't compete.]
Meanwhile, during Sebastian's livestream, some stayed behind, chatting.
As Charles finished the challenge, Sebastian was still speaking.
"Today, No. 7 wasn't at his best. It took him seventeen minutes, usually it's under fifteen."
As Lucas fretted, Sebastian spoke for him.
"Truth is, this No. 7 domain is brutal. Last time, I barely made it in half an hour."
Lucas's meltdown online reached a peak.
Sebastian couldn't tolerate it any longer.
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