You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

Faced with this alloy door that was said to be impenetrable even by explosives, Lin Chen didn't even attempt to crack the triple biometric lock.

That's too slow and too basic.

He activated [God-level Architecture Mastery] and [God-level Physics Mastery], and scanned the area around the door frame.

No matter how complex the external identification panel is, any electronic access control system must have a physical data cable connected to the internal control board.

Lin Chen's gaze was fixed on an extremely inconspicuous metal baseboard in the lower right corner of the door frame.

He crouched down, pressed hard on the edge of the baseboard with his fingers, and then pulled it outwards sharply.

"Click".

The baseboard came loose, revealing a data cable about the thickness of a little finger underneath.

This is an emergency maintenance interface reserved by the engineers to prevent damage to the main panel.

Lin Chen pulled a tiny terminal device, no bigger than a USB flash drive, from his pocket. It was a hacking tool he had assembled himself.

He connected one end of the terminal to the data cable and the other end to his mobile phone.

A combination of god-level hacking skills and god-level network tracking techniques erupted simultaneously!

Lin Chen squatted on the ground, holding his phone in both hands, his two thumbs leaving afterimages on the virtual keyboard.

Xinghai's firewall is indeed military-grade, employing extremely complex dynamic encryption algorithms and multiple honeypot decoys.

Even for a typical hacker, or even a world-class red-hacker alliance, facing this kind of defense would require at least several hours of computing power to launch a powerful attack.

But in Lin Chen's eyes, this defense was like a paper toy.

Instead of attacking the firewall directly, he bypassed the application layer and used the underlying programming language to precisely find a logical vulnerability in the system kernel during packet sniffing.

Thirty seconds.

A line of green code popped up on Lin Chen's phone screen: 【Root Access Granted】.

"Click."

The heavy alloy door in front of us made a soft mechanical unlocking sound and slowly slid open to both sides.

Lin Chen unplugged the terminal, put the kickboard back in place, and slipped into the server room.

The temperature inside the server room was extremely low, and rows of black server racks emitted a low buzzing sound as massive amounts of data were processed.

Lin Chen walked to the main control panel and connected the terminal to the main server.

He began a rapid search.

"Inbound and outbound records of nano-silver carbon nanotube composite coatings".

The data on the screen scrolled wildly, and soon, Lin Chen forcibly decrypted and extracted an encrypted report.

Records show that a full 50 kilograms of this military-grade conductive coating was secretly produced in the past three months.

The signatures of the people who extracted the information were all the same code name: "Storm".

Fifty kilograms!

This is enough to coat hundreds of golf clubs, or to create an even more terrifying conductive network.

Lin Chen continued to dig deeper.

He didn't limit himself to the material entry and exit from the warehouse, but instead used [network tracking technology] to scan all the hidden partitions on the server.

In a folder disguised as a system log, Lin Chen discovered something extremely astonishing.

That's a massive amount of meteorological monitoring data for Jiangcheng City.

This isn't just a regular weather forecast; it's microclimate data accurate down to every single street block and every single high-rise building!

Real-time thermal maps of wind speed, humidity, air pressure gradient, and urban heat island effect.

This data is extremely large and sophisticated, and it is constantly being updated in real time.

"Why is this materials company collecting such detailed meteorological data?"

Lin Chen's eyes were icy cold.

The answer is self-evident.

The thunderstorm on the golf course was definitely not a random experiment, but a precise strike carried out by the person codenamed "Storm" using these massive data models.

Lin Chen packaged all the warehouse entry and exit records and weather logs and copied them into his terminal.

But he did not stop there.

He knew very well that if he simply handed this data to Su Qingge, Xinghai Company's senior management could easily claim that the system had been hacked, or find a scapegoat to take the blame.

If a materials company loses some materials, it's at most a case of poor management.

If you're going to fight, you have to kill them with one blow.

Lin Chen's fingers flew across the keyboard once again.

He began typing out an extremely bizarre piece of code.

This code does not belong to any known programming language; it is a low-level logic instruction created by Lin Chen using god-level hacking skills.

He wanted to burn a "ghost Trojan" into the motherboard BIOS chip of Xinghai Company's server.

This Trojan horse is extremely insidious.

It does not steal data or damage the system. It is usually in a dormant state and cannot be detected by any antivirus software or firewall.

However, as long as Lin Chen sends a specific activation command from the outside.

This Trojan horse will instantly wake up, not only monitoring all internal communications and secret fund flows of Xinghai Company in real time, but also cutting off the underlying control of all laboratory equipment at the most critical moment, turning the entire Xinghai New Materials into a pile of scrap metal!

"Progress 99%...100%. Burning complete."

Lin Chen looked at the prompt on the screen and sneered.

He unplugged the terminal and casually erased all traces of his intrusion, even perfectly restoring the timestamps in the system logs.

After doing all this, Lin Chen turned and left the server room.

Return the way you came, pass through the laser tunnel, avoid the patrols, and exit the R&D center.

The entire process took less than twenty minutes. Xinghai Company's security system didn't even sound an alarm.

Back in the RS7 car in the dark alley.

Lin Chen removed his disguise and revealed his original appearance.

He took out his phone, encrypted and packaged the copied data, and sent it directly to Su Qingge's internal email address, along with a message: "Investigate a person codenamed 'Storm' within Xinghai New Materials. The thunderstorm at the golf course is related to him."

The email was just sent successfully.

"Boom!"

A deep, muffled clap of thunder suddenly echoed through the sky.

Lin Chen looked up and gazed at the night sky through the car window.

The night sky, which had just been dotted with stars, was now covered by thick, dark clouds. The air pressure dropped sharply, and an oppressive, humid atmosphere swept over us.

Without any warning.

Large raindrops pounded against the windshield, followed by an extremely rare and torrential downpour!

Even with the wipers on full blast, I can't see clearly.

Lin Chen's eyes instantly became extremely sharp.

He activated his [God-level Meteorology Mastery], sensing the condensation speed of water vapor in the air and the strange changes in wind direction.

This is not natural rainfall.