The President?

In the last fifty years, people that had the skills and desire for technology had strived to take the world back from the hands of the martial art clans and families.

And now, after a group of researchers finally found another planet that was habitable for humans, even the martial families had started to understand that they couldn't slow down technology as much as they wanted.

Currently, the power was split into two parts, with each side trying to make sure they could go beyond the other.

However, to make sure that the strong ones could keep getting stronger, thereby taking out humans that were 'weak' all of them had agreed to keep using the restrictive structure that had been clamped down close to two centuries ago.

To achieve this, even computers and most backend systems were hardwired into their level. This meant that a person of a lower level Access couldn't use their own access code to enter into a computer of a higher level.

The reverse was not the case, as those of higher levels could easily hack into the systems of people at lower levels.

Just by this, it was easy to see how difficult it was for people of lower levels to advance upwards.

Almost every law and rule was made to keep them down!

And like this, anyone that wanted to grow stronger and climb higher and to be ready for a fight.

Zhao Xinyi didn't mind. To her, this was the heavens giving her a second chance. She was prepared to fight as much as was needed.

Even though that was information she had once known, and at a point, she had tried to make sure that her martial arts skills could circulate.

It was also new having to experience this for herself.

The only solution available now was for her to get the computer of someone from a level 3, just like Zhu Fan or higher.

Father Yu had level 3 access, but she was certain that right now, her every move would be under his scrutiny. The only solution was to find someone outside!

The authority that controlled the first district was only one.

After all, they didn't have martial artists, and they also didn't expect the people living there to have technological skills that were worth mentioning, so there was only the Bureau Of Security which was usually controlled by level 3 officers and one level 4 officer sent from the 2nd District.

For Zhao Xinyi, that was the best place for her to get access that would be good enough for her to hack into Zhu Fan's computer.

Proving her innocence was easy as long as she showed the backend data. Also, since what Zhao Mei created was just an upgrade to the already existing lottery system that Father Yu was using to make money, she could also use that as evidence.

If this was in her past life, a technology like this was something that Xinyi would never have bothered with. In fact, a lot of things on a wider scale that was created by her had been mass produced with the government taking credit for it.

And she had never minded it.

However, after experiencing the betrayal from Fang Yijun, she was unwilling to let this go! Besides, it was also a type of justice for the old owner of this body, right?

After now, she was going to live a new life with this body. Before then, she could at least fight for what the girl had created.

Just by remembering Fang Yijun left a dull ache in her stomach, and she soon remembered that she wanted to check her team out to know how they were doing.

Perhaps, it was because she just thought of her, or the heart knew what was more pressing. When she opened the browser, the first name she typed in was Fang Yijun's name.

The internet speed, even for the 1st District, was still a lot faster than what Earth was some centuries back, and in mili seconds, it had brought the results of her search.

While there were many results with people having the same name, the first search result made Zhao Xinyi's hands tremble as she looked at it.

Right in front of her eyes was Fang Yijun, who was supposed to have died with her on that fateful night.

More importantly, right under her name read one line that made her eyes redden and blur.

Fang Yijun, President of the People's Republic of Country X.

Zhao Xinyi's fists clenched in front of her as she reloaded the webpage one more time. However, regardless of how many times she reloaded it, the first search result remained the same.

With that face that she had known for a good twelve years. It was impossible to make a mistake.

She raised her head up, blinking back the tears as she carefully read through the news.

With the access level she had, she knew that there was no way she was going to get all the information she needed.

But at least she needed to know what the world was told.

How had Fang Yijun, who had been a researcher and famed scientist, become the president of the whole country?

Finally, she saw a page with news that was dated three years back, the time when Fang Yijun became president.

"After developing a next-level program that utilises the brainwave technology previously launched by Fang Yijun, Miss Fang Yijun has once again proved to us that the freedom and equality we want in this world lies in her hands. Also, she has put our country before any other country, and because of this, it has come as no surprise to us that she won the presidential election!"

The more Zhao Xinyi read, the more she felt like she was going to lose her mind.

In the last five years, Fang Yijun had amassed a large group of supporters who couldn't wait for the release of 'Ray' into their everyday lives.

Not only were functions that Ray could do already published, but a list of the things that Zhao Xinyi had planned to work on was also part of it.

Her brows narrowed as she looked at the list.

She had destroyed Ray with her own hands and knew more than anyone that Fang Yijun or anyone in that group was incapable of developing Ray.

So who developed her Ray?

It was already dark out when she finally finished her research. The results had been unsatisfactory with the level she was on.

However, she was able to understand that in the last five years, Fang Yijun had built herself up to become like a saviour to the common folk. To the ones that could only depend on martial arts.

Also, she didn't seem to be facing any resistance from the martial arts community, which was one of the things that Zhao Xinyi found hard to understand.

However, she knew there was nothing else she could do.

Now, she had only one mission. To climb back to the top and take back everything that Fang Yijun had stolen from her!