"Sister, 'Little Boy' is live!" The female assistant pointed at her phone screen.
Serena7 looked at the computer screen; the "Little Boy" live stream had a picture.
"Quickly notify that
Upon hearing this, the female assistant sent a text message from her phone.
...
The recipient of the text message was a middle-aged man named Lucas.
Although his name was common, in the
"Little brat, finally live."
Lucas snuffed out the cigarette in his hand. He had been waiting all afternoon.
...
Summit City.
Gavin had also been waiting for "Little Boy" to go live.
Seeing the "Little Boy" live stream screen light up, he immediately sat up straight.
"Hello everyone, I am Little Boy."
Elliot wore a mask and a black trench coat.
[Good evening, Boss!]
[Godlike!]
[The streamer is a true Boss, bowing down!]
[Are
Elliot's live stream popularity soared like a rocket.
Less than a minute after going live, five thousand people had entered.
[Trash streamer.]
[Idiot.]
[Dog thing, why are you acting mysterious?]
[Idiot, your mom is home.]
[Is being a
[Hiding your face and not daring to show your true appearance, are you very ugly?]
[Come watch the idiot.]
Just then, a large wave of malicious, slandering bullet comments surged like a tide, flooding the live stream.
Elliot narrowed his eyes.
These people were paid trolls.
Heh heh, those female streamers he offended last night were starting their revenge.
But, is this all?
[So many private accounts.]
[You can tell they're paid trolls at a glance.]
[Who did the streamer offend? Why are there so many paid trolls attacking?]
[Paid trolls, get out of the live stream!]
[Boss, we support you.]
[This is too low, using paid trolls to smear and cyberbully, such despicable methods.]
[I hate paid trolls the most.]
[Private accounts, are you afraid to show yourselves?]
[How much do you get for one post?]
...
See that? The netizens couldn't stand the paid trolls and started arguing back.
The live stream got lively.
"This is going to be fun now."
Instead of getting angry, Elliot showed a smile.
These paid trolls came at a good time, they increased the live stream's popularity.
Indeed, with the "assist" of the paid trolls, Elliot's live stream popularity didn't drop but rose, with more and more netizens coming in. The online count quickly exceeded twenty thousand.
"Come on, let the storm come more fiercely!"
The smile on Elliot's lips grew wider.
These were all points.
"Beep beep beep!"
At this moment, the laptop on the table beside him emitted a series of urgent alarm sounds.
<[Aegis Firewall Alerts]>
[220.230.14.118 botnet is under malicious attack from IP 255.112.40.168, BLOCKED!
220.230.14.118 botnet is under malicious attack from IP 110.42.168.1, BLOCKED!
220.230.14.118 botnet is under malicious attack from IP 255.255.220.110, BLOCKED!]
...
Hundreds of different IPs simultaneously launched attacks on the botnet.
This was the real competition.
The paid trolls were just an appetizer.
Hundreds of IPs came aggressively.
No need to panic.
Elliot was well prepared.
In the afternoon, he had conducted a comprehensive security reinforcement of the botnet, upgraded the firewall, and patched all known vulnerabilities.
Of course, this could not completely stop the
Therefore, Elliot also prepared another move - the number of botnets increased from the original three hundred to one thousand.
And using these botnet servers, he constructed a complex maze network.
To find his real IP address, one must first crack this maze network.
Even Elliot himself would need to spend a considerable amount of time to get out of this maze network.
Elliot multitasked, diverting some attention to continue the live stream.
He casually kicked out a few of the most active paid troll accounts.
There were many paid trolls, kicking out a few was useless. Doing this was just to add some atmosphere.
Star City.
In a high-end office building in the city center.
York, the paid troll boss, was sitting in front of the computer, directing his group of paid trolls to frantically attack Elliot's live stream.
"Group 1 and Group 2, initiate a large number of reports to the platform."
York gave the command.
...
In an office in the TrendTok Oceanview City headquarters building.
More than a dozen staff members were working the night shift, handling various report information on the platform.
At this time, a series of messages popped up on the computer of one of the staff members.
He opened the messages and was surprised.
"So many reports?"
In just a few minutes, he had received tens of thousands of reports, all targeting the same streamer - Little Boy.
...
"What's going on? His live stream popularity is still getting higher?"
In the room, the speaker was the female streamer Sweet Nina.
That's right, she was the one who found the paid trolls.
"Nina, it's just starting, don't rush. We're already mobilizing paid trolls to report. Once the platform receives a large number of reports, they will ban him," the male assistant beside her explained.
"It better be that way," Sweet Nina said.
At the same time, the female streamer Serena7 was also urging.
"Is that expert you mentioned capable or not? Why is there still no movement?"
Looking at the constantly soaring popularity in Elliot's live stream, she was very unhappy.
"Sister, it's not that fast, it's just starting," the female assistant said cautiously.
"How much longer do I have to wait?"
Serena7 was feeling annoyed.
...
"Haha!"
Elliot looked at the constantly rising popularity in the live stream and couldn't help but laugh.
The online count was fifty thousand.
This was in less than ten minutes.
Thanks to the paid troll comrades.
It was your "assist" that allowed his live stream to gain such high popularity.
At this moment, the paid trolls became lovable in Elliot's eyes.
Wait a minute.
Just then, the live stream screen stuttered for a moment.
It froze for two seconds.
The netizens in the live stream didn't notice any abnormality.
Elliot narrowed his eyes and moved his gaze to the laptop screen beside him.
The first botnet was breached.
This caused the live stream to disconnect for a moment.
However, when one botnet disconnected, it automatically connected to the next one, which is why it reconnected after only two seconds.
On the computer screen, the attacker's IP address was displayed: 110.42.168.1, from Oceanview City.
"Come on!"
"I have plenty of botnets."
Elliot laughed inwardly, not panicking at all.
Why panic over just one botnet? Brother has a thousand botnets.
Hmm?
Elliot frowned. He noticed another IP address: 255.255.220.110, from Summit City, which had quietly breached 13 of his botnets.
If he hadn't installed monitoring programs on each botnet, he wouldn't have discovered it.
Finally, an expert has arrived.
...
Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.
Seeing Elliot's live stream online count heading towards one hundred thousand.
Sweet Nina became increasingly unhappy, "Didn't you say the paid trolls initiated a large number of complaints?"
After a pause, Sweet Nina said impatiently, "I want to see his live stream banned right now." Saying this, Sweet Nina turned to look at the male assistant beside her, "Didn't you say you knew someone on the platform? Ask him for help, I can pay."
The male assistant nodded upon hearing this, "I'll contact him now." Saying this, he walked aside, took out his phone, and made a call.
After a while, the male assistant walked back, leaned into Sweet Nina's ear, and whispered, "Nina, it's agreed. For $14,000, he can help us ban the Little Boy live stream."
(End of this chapter)
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Translator and Editor - Husband
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