bacchusnovels Chapter 227 Crash Sample
Chapter 227 Crash Sample
Lisa bit her lower lip so hard it almost bled.
Her eyes were fixed on those few lines of cold error code.
The engineer next to him was sweating profusely and hurriedly pulled up the background operation logs, trying to find the faulty node through brute force search.
But when he saw the screen clearly, he felt a chill run down his spine.
This isn't an error code at all; it's practically a bunch of oracle bone script characters coming to life and performing a seductive hula dance!
Even the most professional experts can only fall into deep despair when faced with a screen full of wildly fluctuating, garbled parameters.
"This is not scientific! This doesn't make sense at all!"
The engineer completely broke down, desperately pulling at his already thinning hair.
"This version passed the extreme stress test perfectly yesterday! How could it be so fragile!"
This sudden, illogical, and devastating system collapse was like a heavy hammer, plunging all the research elites in the laboratory into an indescribable panic.
In the suffocating silence, a deep, resonant baritone voice boomed like thunder:
"What's going on?!"
Everyone turned around abruptly, and Deputy Director Allen was already standing at the door.
His face was ashen, and he exuded the imposing aura of someone who had long held a high position, making the air even colder.
He strode into the room, his gaze immediately locking onto the dead control panel in the center.
His pupils contracted sharply as he stared at the screen filled with glaring scarlet warning lights.
Without the slightest hesitation, Allen made a decisive decision and immediately issued the order:
"Lisa, prepare for system rollback immediately!"
Forcefully shut down all current processes and revert to last week's stable version, which, while conservative, was at least secure!
Upon hearing this, Lisa nodded heavily.
This is the only way out.
As a top engineer, she knew better than anyone else.
Faced with such a core-level crash that touches the very foundation of the underlying algorithm, is it possible to attempt a hotfix on-site with just a few lines of patch code?
It's like building a skyscraper on a sandcastle—pure wishful thinking.
At this point, trying to hold on is tantamount to courting death.
Cutting losses promptly and retreating to a safe level is the only optimal solution at present.
As the command was given, Lisa placed her hands back on the keyboard.
The rapid, thunderous tapping sounds exploded, each sharp crack seeming to tear at the system's defensive barrier.
"Permissions granted! Blocking data, retrieving the underlying model from last week's backup!"
Without any hesitation, Lisa executed the rollback operation swiftly and decisively.
however!
Just as Lisa was about to press the last Enter key!
Suddenly, a desperate, anxious shout came from the back door of the laboratory.
"Wait a moment!"
no doubt.
In this laboratory, the only one who dared to halt the deputy director's order at this critical juncture was that living ancestor, Su Hao.
He looked extremely disheveled.
Clearly, they heard the alarm and ran frantically from another building all the way here.
His once upright body was now leaning against the door frame, panting heavily like a bellows that had been emptied of air.
All eyes were focused on his hands.
Those fingers, which once typed out god-like code on the keyboard, were now covered with a thick layer of white chalk dust, looking disheveled yet exuding an extremely crazy scientific research spirit.
He didn't even have time to calm his racing heart; his bloodshot eyes were fixed on Allen.
"Allen! Listen to me! If we roll back the version now, all the underlying computational data will be wiped clean!"
We will never be able to pinpoint the root cause of this extremely hidden bug!
This is an extremely valuable crash sample! Please, give me a little more time. I can solve it!
Faced with this almost desperate request, Allen's expression was as solemn as a stagnant pool.
He looked at this talented young man who was stuck in a rut, and slowly, but with absolute determination, shook his head.
"Su Hao, you are a genius, and I want to support your crazy ideas more than anyone else."
But this isn't a question of whether I want to or not.
Allen lowered his voice, his tone revealing exhaustion and helplessness.
"But the harsh reality is that we have no way out."
The city hall's ultimatum is right on my desk.
If a finalized model cannot be produced by the end of the month, the pilot program at the Transportation Bureau will be postponed across the board.
If the project is canceled, we'll all be fired.
His tone was icy, carrying an unquestionable bureaucratic pressure that instantly shut down any room for negotiation.
It involves a political struggle across the entire city and a huge sum of money, so there's no room for taking it lightly.
An ordinary person would probably have backed down long ago after hearing these words.
But such worldly pressures are nothing to a madman like Su Hao.
He stood by the door frame, his back ramrod straight, without flinching in the slightest.
The almost frenzied flame in his eyes burned even brighter.
Su Hao held up two fingers covered in chalk dust, his voice hoarse but firm:
"Two days..."
Allen frowned, looking puzzled. "Hmm?"
"Give me forty-eight hours. During that time, do not touch my system."
Su Hao stared directly at Allen.
"If I can't come up with a perfect solution in two days... you don't need to lift a finger, I'll personally roll back the system and leave it to you to handle!"
The meeting room was completely silent.
Allen stared silently at the somewhat mad young man before him.
In those bloodshot eyes, which revealed a hint of obsession and stubbornness, burned an unwavering determination that would never compromise.
That was pure madness.
It is an extreme fervor for the truth!
It is a kind of arrogant spirit that carries the weight of the entire universe on its shoulders, yet still dares to draw its sword and point it at the sky!
There was a long silence.
Allen let out a long, weary sigh.
In the end, he gave in and slowly nodded in compromise.
I don't know why.
Under the young man's gaze, this high-ranking deputy director actually backed down.
"To be honest, I'm sorry."
A hint of weariness flashed in Allen's eyes as he looked at Su Hao, his voice low and deep:
"The responsibility of the transportation lifeline for millions of people in the city, a burden that could crush a team, is placed squarely on your shoulders... It's too heavy."
"No." Su Hao's lips curled into a sunny smile.
"I should be thanking you for your trust. For me... that's enough."
No unnecessary words.
Su Hao nodded hurriedly to everyone present as an apology, then turned around like an arrow and rushed out of the control room.
All that was left for everyone was that thin, resolute figure turning away without hesitation.