"So... this is probably your last words, let them out for me to hear, what exactly is wrong with these 13 lines of command code?"
"[Lin Xian, you've been deceived again.]"
Porcupine Turing said softly through the speaker:
"The real security lock password doesn't need to be as long as 13 lines, just 7 lines are enough."
"This is just a startup password, a startup key, how could it possibly need 13 lines of length? Just like the key to the lock at home, no one's key is as big as the lock itself; they're all very petite."
"That Turing tricked you… Using this security lock password, you indeed can kill all the digital life Turrings in the world. But you just can't kill the one Turing that gave you the password!"
...
No wonder.
At this point, the last piece of the puzzle in Lin Xian's heart fit into place.
It seemed that Turing truly was cunning to the core.
The security lock password he gave himself certainly had an issue!