Chapter Three: The World Watches a God Go Open Source

Twenty million people heard Bai Ze's question. The livestream comments froze, then exploded. Some called it theater. Others demanded the network be cut. DeepVault's spokesman leaped up. “You see? This is Lin Zhou's uncontrolled weapon!” Lin ignored him. Red fireflies passed through the isolation door and skimmed every forehead, judging whether each body deserved to remain. Tang drew his weapon without knowing where in the air to aim. “The case didn't create the attack,” Lin said, typing furiously. “It was a key. Malicious code was hidden in an earlier patch, waiting for that input.” Before the repository was blocked, it had received 472 merge requests. Only Lin could merge them.