Cyber ​​Tale: A hacker and seven robots

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    Once upon a time there was a young robot picker, Yin da Vign. ​​And she had seven robots, a small one, a smaller one, and the youngest one, the most intelligent. Every morning she gathered for the assembly line, and strictly punished her in the absence of not opening the entrance hatch to anyone, otherwise trouble would happen. And when I come, I’ll sing you a code song:
    - Robot babies, your mother came, brought electrodes!
    For that trouble, a hacker lived nearby. The tricks are huge, the most advanced software package is three terabytes, and the neurodec is black and awful! He put a bug-wiretap, and he found out about those treasured words.

    And only my mother sang the Corporation’s Anthem - rather, the hacker ran to the robots, and let's connect a neurodec to the communication socket. Attaches, and he himself sings in a hacker voice:
    - Robot-kids, your mother came, brought the electrodes!
    The robots heard that song, and how they cry out:
    “Go away, you’re not our mom!” Our mother has a thin neurodec, of Sony firm, and your black one is awful, you can see right away - self-made!
    And the youngest blocked the opening servos.

    The hacker was angry terribly, but went to the Neurointerface Master. He says to him:
    “Make me a thin deck, otherwise I'll hack you and encrypt you with a key for 16384 bytes, the password will be sent via SMS after paying the fine!”
    The Master of Neurointerfaces was frightened and made him a new neurodec - so thin that even Sony did not see such ones.

    And only robots at once told their mom about the hacker's visit. My mother was frightened, and she recharged the kids and lubricated them, and then said:
    “I need to go again, but this time to the Director of the Corporation for a briefing with foreign partners.” And if someone connects a black deck, but don’t sing in my voice - do not open it for anything!

    The hacker listens to all this in short waves, but know yourself he is recording in hi-fi quality. The hacker went to Chipodel and said:
    “Tune my voice according to the attached sample, otherwise I’ll hack you and encrypt you with a key for 16384 bytes, the password will be sent via SMS after paying the fine!
    Chipodel was frightened, and set up.

    A hacker comes to the robots, takes out a white neurodec, and sings in his mother’s voice:
    “Robot-kids, your mother came, brought the electrodes!”
    The robots thought it was mom who returned, and turned on the servos.

    A hatch opened wider than the fan’s mouth, when he saw the idol, the hacker slipped into it, but attacked the robots. They scattered around the house, but everywhere he overtook them and took them apart, only the youngest - the smartest, managed to dive into the blackbox, so much so that he did not find it.

    Mom came home from work, and the entrance hatch was wide open, and only skeletons around the house were left in emergency condition. Mom sat down and burst into tears of burning tears - gasoline and kerosene. Yes, the youngest robot, the most intelligent one, just got out of the blackbox, and tell your mom what trouble happened.

    She then took a faithful laser soldering iron, and the plastic brackets that were in use, and went to the darkest stone jungle. He sees that in the very back alley there is a bar “At the forgotten sysadmin”, and under it lies an evil hacker, programmed according to the blue Nortons, and in his belly he has all the processors built in and the memory is robotic, which made a serious upgrade!

    She grabbed a laser soldering iron, and dismantled the hacker, and then fastened the empty sockets with old plastic brackets and made a radical modification of the behaviors. At that very moment, the hacker became disappointed in the hacks and saw that the beauty was unfurled before him ... Then they mounted the sharing interfaces and lived happily ever after, and the youngest robot, the most intelligent, often played with his new-found dad in the “Fun programmer and black mark of unconditional transition ".

    That’s the end of the fairy tale, and whoever keeps the login sacred, and his password is well done.

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