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

The courtyard under the night sky, devoid of the daytime hustle and bustle, appears exceptionally tranquil and peaceful.

Under the old locust tree in the courtyard, a set of purple clay teaware was placed on the stone table, the aroma of tea wafting out, refreshing and delightful.

Lin Chen was enjoying this rare moment of leisure after dinner with his parents, Shen Manyun, Lin Zhiyuan, and Su Qingge.

"Chen'er, you're getting better and better at brewing tea."

Shen Manyun took a sip of the Da Hong Pao tea that Lin Chen had just brewed, her face beaming with joy. Her shrewd eyes darted back and forth between the four potential daughters-in-law: Su Qingge, Ye Qingcheng, Jiang Tingxue, and Su Ke'er, growing more and more satisfied with each look.

"That's right, I don't usually let him seduce people."

Lin Chen silently complained to himself, but chuckled to himself.

"Mom, if you like, I'll make it for you every day."

Lin Zhiyuan, standing to the side, maintained his stubborn yet soft-hearted old man demeanor, holding his teacup and letting out a snort.

"All that fancy stuff, men's all day long fiddling with these things. They should use that time to work out!"

That's what he said, but the look of enjoyment on his face while drinking tea had already betrayed him.

The girls chatted excitedly, talking about everything from the latest fashions to popular TV dramas. The living room was filled with laughter and joy, a truly harmonious scene.

Lin Chen leaned back in his chair, looking at the heartwarming scene before him, his heart softening. This was what he was willing to risk everything to protect.

However, at this moment—

Without any warning!

A chilling, bone-piercing cold, like a venomous snake, suddenly shot from Lin Chen's tailbone to the top of his head!

[God-level Sixth Sense]! A serious warning!

In that instant, it was as if a destructive image from the future was forcibly inserted into Lin Chen's mind!

That was a blaze of fire shooting into the sky!

The familiar courtyard and the familiar houses were now being devoured by merciless, raging flames!

Thick black smoke billowed upwards, turning the entire night sky a dark, despairing red!

Flames, like the tentacles of a demon, burst wildly from the doors and windows, licking the ancient beams and making a crackling, heart-stopping sound!

Although the scene was only a brief moment, it was so real that Lin Chen's pupils suddenly contracted into the most dangerous pinpoints!

"Someone...is trying to harm my family!"

An unprecedented, chilling killing intent, like a volcano dormant for ten thousand years, erupted in Lin Chen's heart!

Dragons have scales that cannot be touched; to touch them is certain death!

Family is Lin Chen's absolute taboo subject, and he will never allow it to be touched!

But the expression on his face did not change at all; it was still that lazy, cynical smile.

He even picked up the teacup and gently blew on the tea leaves floating on top.

This is Lin Chen!

A man who can truly remain calm even when faced with a collapsing mountain! The more dangerous the moment, the calmer his mind becomes!

He knew that since the other party dared to have this idea, the person they sent must be a top-notch assassin, no ordinary person.

Rushing out to confront the other party head-on is the act of a reckless fool.

What he needs to do is, on his own turf, set up a deadly trap that leaves the opponent with no chance of escape!

"Oh dear, with this cold weather, my old leg pain is acting up again."

Lin Chen stood up without making a sound, stretched, and showed a hint of "tiredness" on his face.

"Dad, Mom, it's late, you should get some rest too. I specially brewed some calming herbal tea for you today, I guarantee you'll sleep soundly until dawn."

Shen Manyun and Lin Zhiyuan didn't think much of it; their son was being very filial, so they happily accepted it.

After seeing his parents off, Lin Chen's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling coldness that could freeze one's soul.

He turned around and looked at the four girls who were still sitting in the same spot.

"Something happened?"

Ye Qingcheng spoke first; her sharp phoenix eyes had already noticed the sudden change in Lin Chen's aura.

Lin Chen didn't hide anything and briefly explained the warning from the [God-level Sixth Sense].

"What?! Someone's trying to set our house on fire?!"

Upon hearing this, Su Ke'er, who has the most straightforward personality, immediately exploded, her face turning bright red with anger.

"don’t worry."

Lin Chen's gaze swept over the four women's faces, which were filled with worry. His voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable calmness.

He took out four exquisitely designed rings, like ornaments, from his pocket and handed them to them respectively.

"Put this on, and remember, from now on, no matter what happens, don't take it off."

"What is this?"

Su Qingge took the ring, its surface smooth and warm to the touch. The inner wall of the ring was engraved with extremely complex miniature circuits.

"【Miniature High-Energy Particle Shield Generator Ring】."

Lin Chen explained succinctly.

"Simply put, it can withstand close-range fire from large-caliber sniper rifles."

"It's something that can save your life."

Upon hearing this, the four women were all taken aback, knowing that Lin Chen never joked.

The fact that he could produce such sci-fi-level equipment meant that tonight's enemy was definitely no ordinary foe! They didn't ask any more questions and obediently put the rings on.

"Go back to your rooms and rest. Lock the doors and windows, and don't come out no matter what noise you hear."

Lin Chen made the arrangements.

"And what about you?"

Su Qingge grabbed his hand with concern.

"I?"

A cold, bloodthirsty smile slowly curved the corners of Lin Chen's mouth.

"I'm going to the kitchen to prepare a 'midnight snack' for our guests."

After saying that, he turned around and walked alone to the kitchen in the backyard.

In Lin Chen's analysis, this kind of old-fashioned courtyard house has a complex structure, and the main gate and courtyard wall have the highest security level. If the assassin wants to sneak in silently, the most likely point of entry would be the relatively weak back window of the kitchen.

He was going to give that reckless killer a physics lesson he would never forget!

Lin Chen entered the kitchen and locked the door behind him.

[God-level architectural mastery]!

[God-level mastery of physics]!

Two god-level skills, activated instantly!

The entire structure, layout, and location of every item in the kitchen were quickly constructed into a three-dimensional model in his mind.

His gaze quickly locked onto several key items: the several unopened bags of high-gluten flour on the shelf, the full bucket of cooking oil next to the stove, and the several old but powerful exhaust fans on the ceiling!

A daring and insane series of physical traps instantly took shape in his mind!

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately took action.

He first climbed a ladder and used tools to make simple modifications to the circuitry of the exhaust fans. He connected their switches in parallel to a wireless remote control that he had taken from a miniature EMP generator. Furthermore, he set all the fan blades to rotate in the opposite direction!

Then, he went to the shelf and carefully tilted the several fifty-pound bags of flour at a very subtle angle against the edge of the shelf.

He then took out a few fishing lines from the drawer, tied one end to the seal of a flour bag, and cleverly fixed the other end to the blades of an exhaust fan.

In this way, as soon as the exhaust fan is turned on, the rotation of the fan blades will instantly tear the fishing line and rip the flour bag apart!

Finally, he unscrewed the cap of the cooking oil container and placed it on the ground directly opposite the back window, in the perfect spot where a person would land on their first foot after climbing in through the window.

After finishing all this, Lin Chen clapped his hands, looked at the masterpiece he had created, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

A dust explosion requires three conditions: combustible dust, sufficient oxygen, and an ignition source.

Now, the first two conditions have been met; all that's missing is that reckless assassin personally delivering the "ignition source."

Lin Chen turned off all the lights in the kitchen, dragged a chair to the darkest corner, and sat down.

He took a Zippo lighter out of his pocket, held it in his hand, and rhythmically opened and closed it.

"Click".

"Click".

The crisp clanging of metal echoed in the deathly darkness like the death knell, silently awaiting the prey about to step into the trap.