You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The crisp sound of the keys clicking together.

In a server room where only the hum of cooling fans remained, it seemed insignificant.

But it was just that light tap.

But it was like an invisible hand that violently switched the train tracks leading to hell.

on the screen.

The green code that was originally surrounded by the enemy's red data stream and seemed on the verge of collapse.

The instant the Enter key was pressed.

Suddenly, all the pointless resistance and contraction ceased.

It remained still for less than 0.1 seconds.

Followed by.

Those green codes were like a disguised shell that had been peeled away, revealing pitch-black fangs inside.

A set of special characters that can be extended to thousands of lines and cannot be parsed by any known compiled language.

It spread at a terrifying rate that defies the logic of modern computers.

Within the cores of the enemy's three proud quantum computers.

It exploded with a loud bang.

"What's going on!"

The headquarters of the International Cybersecurity Agency, located 300 meters underground in Europe and America.

The officer who was just holding a glass of champagne, ready to open it in celebration.

The smile on his face froze instantly, the wine glass tilted in his hand, and the pale golden liquid spilled onto the carpet.

He lunged at the main control screen.

His eyes were almost pressed against the glass, and his bloodshot pupils contracted violently.

on the screen.

Those attack data streams that were originally unstoppable suddenly seemed to have hit an indestructible reef in the deep sea.

Not only did it fail to advance an inch, but it also began flashing a glaring yellow warning box over a large area.

"Sir! Something is flowing backwards from our attack path!"

The white technician sitting at the control panel spoke in a distorted voice due to extreme panic.

His voice was clearly trembling with tears.

He frantically typed on the keyboard, trying to disconnect.

But the keyboard seemed to have turned into a dead metal, with no response whatsoever.

"Disconnect the physical connection! Quickly! Unplug the main network cable!"

The officer roared hoarsely, his facial muscles contorted, and veins bulging on his forehead.

"It's too late..."

The technician slumped into his chair, his hands off the keyboard, his face ashen.

"It...it's not an ordinary virus...it's assimilating our system's underlying logic..."

five minutes.

In just five minutes.

In this cyber battlefield without gunfire, it felt like an eternity.

That string of black code from the East was like a greedy, devouring beast.

We followed the open path of the quantum computer and drove straight in.

First minute.

The perimeter firewalls of the US-EU Joint Cyber ​​Security Agency collapsed across the board, and all the green defense indicator lights turned into a glaring scarlet.

The second minute.

Core access to the database was forcibly seized, and all ongoing cross-border surveillance missions were abruptly terminated.

Third minute.

The Security Bureau's internal network system crashed, and all electronic access control and communication equipment malfunctioned simultaneously.

The entire monitoring hall is 300 meters underground.

It turned into a completely isolated iron box and coffin.

Fourth minute.

"Sizzle—"

Those three quantum computers cost billions of US dollars and were touted as having the world's most powerful computing capabilities.

The cooling system emitted a screeching whine, strained from the overload.

The temperature inside the chassis was skyrocketing at a rate of several hundred degrees per second.

"Bang!"

The motherboard of a single computer could not withstand this terrifying data overload.

It exploded due to a direct short circuit.

A thick, acrid black smoke billowed out of the exhaust vent.

Sparks flew everywhere inside the server rack.

Then came the second and the third.

It emitted a series of dull thuds, and was completely reduced to a pile of scrap metal that reeked of burning.

The fire alarm system blared shrilly.

The red warning lights overhead were flashing wildly, casting a red glow on the pale faces of every technician.

Despair, fear, disbelief.

They intertwine to form an apocalyptic picture.

"Sir..."

An adjutant, his hand trembling, pointed to the only main screen that hadn't gone black at the very front of the hall.

"Our top-secret archives... are locked."

"The other party left a message... If we take any further action, all files will be decrypted and made public on the dark web public channel."

Those files contain countless dirty tricks they used to monitor foreign dignitaries and manipulate international finance.

Once exposed, even the state apparatus behind them will be embroiled in an international scandal with no hope of redemption.

The officer's legs went weak, and he slumped heavily into the leather chair behind him.

The chair creaked under the weight.

He closed his eyes and gasped for breath, like a stranded dead fish.

he knows.

This was a massive crackdown that mobilized all of the West's top hacking resources.

lost.

They were utterly defeated; even their underwear was stripped off.

Moreover, they didn't even know who the other person was or what they looked like, not even a scrap of clothing.

The Chinese hacker codenamed "Abyss".

With absolute strength, they taught them a lesson that would never be forgotten.

Before a true god, all the technological advancements are nothing but a laughable pile of scrap metal.

"Disconnect the backup power..."

The officer opened his eyes, his voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed on sandpaper.

It exudes a sense of utter dejection, as if all energy and spirit have been drained away.

"Give up."

Cloud Top Manor, the core server room on the second basement level.

The air conditioner was blowing cold air.

The suffocating sense of oppression in the air finally dissipated by most.

Chen Yuan leaned back in the large gaming chair.

Her long, slender legs were casually crossed.

He didn't even look at the rapidly refreshing battle reports on the screen.

His deep black eyes remained calm as ever, as if the cyber war that had just been devastating a country was not something he had personally orchestrated.

His large, well-defined hands left the keyboard and picked up the cup of coffee that had gone cold.

I took a sip.

The bitter liquid slid down his throat, suppressing the last trace of coldness in his eyes.

In front of the assistant console.

Xiao Liu and Chu Feng remained frozen in their previous postures, barely daring to breathe.

Four eyes were fixed intently on the screen.

until.

In the largest public channel on the dark web.

That represents the official account of Interpol's Cyber ​​Security Agency.

A white virtual surrender flag slowly rose.

It was accompanied by a humble apology statement published in eight languages.

I promise never to invade any territory of the Abyss again.

Dead silence.

The server room fell into absolute silence for ten seconds.

Followed by.

"Bang!"

Xiao Liu slammed his hand heavily on the metal control panel in front of him.

He was completely unaware that his palms were shaking so hard they turned red.

He sprang up from his gaming chair like a grasshopper on a spring.

His thick, black-rimmed glasses were flung off and landed on his forehead.

Seeing the "surrender" message pop up on the screen, Chu Feng jumped for joy: "Boss, you're awesome! You beat those foreign devils so badly they didn't even have their underwear left!"