After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

Five armed helicopters hovered in tactical formation over the playground, the downdrafts from their rotors causing the surrounding barbed wire to shake violently.

One of them landed slowly.

Two Mengshi off-road vehicles that had driven all the way in through the gate braked suddenly at the same time and stopped at the edge of the runway.

The car door opened. Four fully armed officers in camouflage combat uniforms stepped out of the vehicle, their boots making a dull thud.

They walked straight up to the girl who was still standing next to the greasy pork rib soup.

Shen Tianxi stood in the eye of the storm. Her pure white floral dress clung to her thighs in the gale, outlining the rounded curves encased in stockings. The tear tracks at the corners of her eyes had long since dried, and her innocent, delicate face exuded a sickly indifference to everything.

"Thank you for your hard work. Please find my boyfriend as soon as possible. Thank you." Shen Tianxi's voice was soft and sweet, her eyes expressionless, and then she bowed.

The leading colonel stood at attention and saluted.

"The commander has given orders. Cross-theater coordination is complete. The Beijing-based special operations team and information team have taken over the search and rescue channels." The colonel's booming voice pierced the wind. "Miss, please get into the command vehicle!"

Shen Tianxi lifted her oil-stained skirt and walked onto the modified heavy communications vehicle in her little leather shoes.

Inside the carriage, an entire wall of screens was flashing wildly.

"Activate the highest-level radar."

"Activate the military-grade Eagle Eye thermal imaging system."

"Taking Kyoto University as the center, a comprehensive heat source scan was carried out simultaneously in five surrounding cities."

Commands were issued methodically. On the screen, a 3D map representing Kyoto's terrain was rapidly being built. Red scanning ripples spread out in concentric circles.

Shen Tianxi sat in the large conductor's chair, her legs crossed. Her sheer stockings gleamed delicately under the cold light of the screen. Her fair fingers tapped lightly on the leather armrest.

"Brother Chuan, don't be afraid. Whoever touches you, I'll kill them," she whispered.

The ordinary people of Kyoto have truly broadened their horizons today.

On the overpass, countless drivers slammed on their brakes, staring in disbelief as convoys of military vehicles roared past.

The chat groups of the upper class were in complete chaos. Those young men who usually boasted of their extensive connections and ability to do whatever they wanted all stayed home, too afraid to go out, when they saw the helicopters flying overhead.

In the face of an absolute machine of violence, all capital and power become a joke.

Inside the police station.

Gu Zhenshan received a confidential hotline from higher-ups.

"Director Gu, the traffic police system and the Skynet system have temporarily relinquished command. The military has intervened to coordinate the operation."

Gu Zhenshan put down the phone and gave a bitter laugh. He glanced at the trending topic about Su Mucheng on the computer next to him, and then thought of his niece Gu Qinghan's threat.

Who exactly is this freshman named Zhu Xunchuan? He's attracted the attention of a big star who offered a reward, the niece of the city's top official who staged a coup, and now even the military has gotten involved.

Whose territory did we stir up?

Office of the School of Humanities.

Gu Qinghan stood by the window, looking at the few black dots circling in the distant sky.

That's a military helicopter.

She recognized the paint scheme on the aircraft. Tianjin Military Region.

"Shen Tianxi..." Gu Qinghan gritted her teeth.

Shen Tianxi actually persuaded his grandfather to use the military's resources!

Gu Qinghan picked up the satellite phone and called Gu Zhenshan.

"Uncle, how is it?"

"Qinghan, don't get involved. That kid's got too deep." Gu Zhenshan said helplessly. "The military has taken over all the Skynet interfaces. They're using military thermal imaging and scanning the western suburbs."

Gu Qinghan tightened her grip on her wrist.

Thermal imaging. This is a blatant disregard for local rules and regulations, a complete game-changer.

Who has that little man who always leered at her legs and teased her with all sorts of dirty jokes? Gu Qinghan suddenly felt a little irritated and glanced down at the black stockings on her legs. Last night in the underground parking garage, his hands were still messing with them.

We absolutely cannot let Shen Tianxi find him first.

Gu Qinghan pushed open the door and walked towards the underground parking garage.

Western suburbs.

This area consists mostly of abandoned factories and unfinished villa complexes from years ago, and is sparsely populated.

A Z-10 attack helicopter hovers in mid-air.

Inside the command vehicle, the technician furiously typed on the keyboard.

"Report! Abnormal heat source located!"

On the screen, an unusual red patch appeared underground in an unfinished villa area in the western suburbs.

The technician quickly analyzed the data: "This is an abandoned wine cellar from many years ago. There are no heating facilities around, but the human body heat signature in this area is extremely clear. There are two people. A man and a woman."

Shen Tianxi suddenly stood up, pulling her already short floral dress up to reveal a section of her absolutely snow-white thigh.

"The past," Shen Tianxi said, only two words.

The colonel immediately ordered: "Groups one and two, rappel down and surround! Assault vehicles, breach the door!"

"yes!"

The steel torrent changed direction and roared towards the western suburbs.

In the basement of an abandoned wine cellar.

Lu Nianxi held the blood-stained scalpel in her hand, staring intently at Zhu Xunchuan, who was tied to a chair.

"Brother Chuan, I think I hear a helicopter outside." Lu Nianxi tilted her head, a strange smile on her face. "Are they looking for you?"

Zhu Xunchuan had been tied up for over ten hours, and his wrists were already bleeding from the bindings. He could feel that the effects of the medicine in his body had mostly dissipated, and the explosive power brought by the system was slowly recovering.

"Nianxi," Zhu Xun Chuan said casually, with a tone that sounded like he was coaxing a little girl, "put the knife down. This knife wasn't sterilized; if it damages my skin, the specimen won't look good."

Lu Nianxi's eyes lit up: "You're willing to be my specimen?"

Zhu Xun Chuan didn't answer. His ears twitched slightly.

That wasn't an ordinary helicopter; it was the booming sound of a military rotor cutting through the air. And it was right overhead.

He was also taken aback. Did Gu Qinghan really have this ability? Or did that crazy underworld heiress Jiang Yao bring in artillery to cause trouble? Or perhaps that super-rich Xia Wanying simply bought a private army?

He never expected Shen Tianxi.

Right at this moment.

An unprecedented earthquake struck the entire underground dark web world of Kyoto.

The dark web is a hub for shady transactions, where tracking, hacking, and bounties happen every day.

But just one minute before the military pinpointed the location of the western suburbs.

An overseas encrypted account codenamed "Y" suddenly started placing a flurry of bounty orders.

One hundred thousand US dollars. One million US dollars. Ten million US dollars.

There was no task description. Only a set of wildly stacking numbers and a single line of simple code.

The code means: Mobilize all satellite resources, hack all communication signals and monitoring frequencies in the western suburbs, and find that person for me.

What followed was a massive influx of 500 million RMB, which was dumped directly into the dark web's trading pool with overwhelming force. The enormous data flow instantly overloaded all of the dark web's servers in the Asia-Pacific region.

The dark web is down.