RITOLabs

The hum of anticipation buzzed through the Singapore Expo Center—real-world marble floors polished to a shine, holographic banners advertising the Metaverse Chain Alliance Conference fluttering above crowds of suited executives, developers, and investors. Lumin adjusted his press badge—"Dual-World Tech Insider," Mirage’s handiwork—and scanned the room, his jaw tightening at the sight of a giant screen displaying the cross-chain bridge’s live status: 98% uptime, $2.3 billion in daily transacti...

The Red Shield Agency’s alert blared across RITO’s warehouse screens like a fire alarm—hundreds of red notifications flooding the feed, each marking a breached smart contract, each accompanied by a flickering hologram of a panicked developer or a collapsing Metaverse business. Echo’s fingers flew over her laptop keyboard so fast they blurred, the screen casting a violet glow over her concentrated 19-year-old face as she pulled up real-time attack logs. "Four hundred and fifty live contracts s...

Echo’s fingers moved so fast over her laptop keyboard they blurred, the screen casting a violet glow over her concentrated face. The RITO warehouse base was quiet except for the hum of servers and the occasional click of a mouse—everyone had gathered around her, watching as she dissected the encrypted communication fragments extracted from Gao Lei’s terminal. "There’s a pattern here," she muttered, zooming in on a string of code. "This isn’t random malware—it’s… evolving." Lumin leaned in, sq...

The hum of Metaverse terminals in Starlink Technology’s real-world office was abruptly cut off by a chorus of crashes—screens flickering to static before freezing on a jagged purple code pattern. Panic rippled through the cubicles as employees stared at their dead devices. "What the hell’s going on?" a designer yelled, slamming his fist on the keyboard. "My entire project—three weeks of work—just vanished!" Across the room, a manager cursed into his phone: "No, the Metaverse office isn’t just...

The Star Core Space Station’s console blazed with urgent red alerts as Lumin projected a 3D model of the "Nebula Intelligent Manufacturing" virtual factory—its metallic exterior covered in glowing blue production lines, data streams humming like machinery. "Scrapyard struck an hour ago," he tapped the factory’s core data center, which flickered with a red "Breached" label. "They used XSRF attacks to bypass the factory’s access controls and stole 78% of the core production data—including the b...

The Star Core Space Station’s holographic screens flickered with neon data streams as the RITO team gathered around the console—their first "official briefing" since forming. Lumin tossed a holographic tablet to each member, the screen displaying a trending Metaverse topic: #FourYearBullCycleGuaranteedProfit#. "Void Weaver’s at it again," he tapped the tablet, pulling up a flood of user posts, "it’s peddling this ‘Star Luck Prediction Script’ that claims to ‘lock in profits with the Metaverse...

The Star Core Space Station hovered like a cyber lighthouse amid a sea of purple-blue data clouds, its metallic exterior rippling with glowing code patterns that wrapped the cold machinery in a layer of neon. At the central console, Lumin’s holographic projection swiped through four files floating in mid-air—each marked with a red label reading "High-Risk but Redeemable." He rubbed imaginary sweat from his forehead and cracked a mischievous grin: "If this 'Stain Squad Assembly' works out, the...