The richest man started taking advantage of loopholes after joining Alibaba.

7:55 PM.

The top floor command center of the Weiguang Building.

The indicator lights on hundreds of servers flashed wildly in the darkness, like pairs of blinking eyes.

The air is very hot.

Even though the air conditioning was on full blast, the intense heat emanating from hundreds of anxious hearts still made the place feel like a giant steamer.

Old Zhou stood in front of the main control panel.

His shirt was soaked through and clung tightly to his back.

He stared intently at the countdown on the big screen.

Five minutes to go.

"Report on the status of each department."

His voice was trembling.

"Database is normal."

"Bandwidth redundancy is normal."

"CDN node response is normal."

The responses came one after another, but everyone's voice held a taut string.

Lin Che sat in the very center of the command seat.

He was fiddling with a lighter in his hand.

Click.

Click.

The crisp sound of metal clashing was the only rhythm in the room.

He didn't seem to be waiting for an event to launch; he seemed more like a hunter waiting for its prey to step into a trap.

"Boss, the traffic has started to climb."

The security supervisor wiped the sweat from his brow and pointed at the screen.

Although the app is not yet open, users who downloaded it by scanning the QR code through on-the-ground promotions have already been waiting in the app.

Tens of millions of people.

This is the territory conquered by the ground sales force.

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It's exactly eight o'clock.

"Time's up."

The lighter in Lin Che's hand suddenly stopped.

"Open the door."

With a command given, the technician pressed the Enter key.

boom!

on the big screen.

The red curve representing real-time traffic showed absolutely no climbing process.

It was as if it had been violently pulled by an invisible hand, instantly surging and stretching into an almost vertical straight line.

"QPS surpasses 100,000!"

"Two hundred thousand!"

"Three hundred thousand!"

The announcer's voice became shrill with excitement.

Old Zhou's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

It became.

This explosive growth in traffic was enough to propel Weiguang into the top tier of the internet overnight.

however.

Just a second before the cheers were about to erupt.

A sudden change occurred.

The red curve on the screen suddenly turned an eerie black.

Followed by.

The black spread rapidly, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, instantly swallowing all the red.

"drop--!!!"

The piercing alarm blared instantly, threatening to tear people's eardrums.

The lights in the command center suddenly turned red.

The red light flashed wildly, illuminating everyone's faces as if they were vengeful ghosts.

"Under attack!"

The safety supervisor's screams drowned out the alarm.

"It's a DDoS attack! A zombie network!"

"Peak traffic has exceeded 500GB! And it's still rising!"

"This is a saturation bombardment! They're going to completely flatten us!"

on the screen.

The black curve resembled a runaway monster, frantically crashing against the dimly lit firewall.

Each impact represents thousands of botnets controlled by hackers sending junk requests to Weiguang's servers.

"Firewall overloaded by 90%!"

"Main server CPU temperature alarm!"

"We're about to have our circuit breaker activated!"

Old Zhou roared in despair.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Che.

This is the strategy employed by BAT (Baidu, Alibaba, Tencent).

simple.

rough.

effective.

I won't reason with you. I'll just use my absolute traffic advantage to smash your store to pieces the very first second after you open.

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Lin Che didn't move.

The red warning light reflected in his pupils like a burning fire.

He didn't even change his sitting posture.

"It's finally here."

He said softly.

The sound wasn't loud, but in the chaotic command hall, it possessed a magical, stabilizing power.

"What's the panic?"

Lin Che stood up and straightened his collar.

He walked to the control panel, placed his hands on the table, and looked down at the raging black tide of data.

"They thought we only had this one wall."

"Old Zhou."

"Activate Plan B."

Old Zhou was stunned.

Immediately, his eyes blazed with ecstatic joy.

"yes!"

"Cut off access to the public internet!"

"Activate 'Weiguang Cloud'!"

As the instructions were issued.

The image on the screen changed.

The traffic pressure, which was originally concentrated in the Weiguang Building server room, suddenly began to spread to the surrounding areas.

On the map.

Suddenly, green lights appeared on the Weiguang Logistics warehouses and distribution stations scattered across the country.

Two hundred.

Five hundred.

One thousand.

That's not just a place for delivering packages.

In every corner of the warehouse, unused server racks were quietly deployed.

This is Lin Che's trump card.

Distributed computing.

"Start the diversion process."

Lin Che coldly gave the order.

The black torrent that was originally focused on one point seemed to have crashed into a giant sponge.

It was instantly torn apart and diverted to thousands of nodes across the country.

The computing power that was originally used to coordinate express delivery capacity has now become the strongest shield, frantically bearing this devastating traffic.

"Flow cleaning in progress..."

"Spam requests have been filtered."

"Core business has returned to normal."

In just one minute.

The black curve plummeted like a cliff.

Normal user traffic, represented by red lines, has regained dominance.

The alarm stopped.

The red light is off.

A deathly silence returned to the hall.

Only the hum of the server fans seemed to mock the earlier, ineffective ambush.

Old Zhou slumped in his chair, panting heavily, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

It's blocked.

They used a bunch of broken servers meant for delivering packages to somehow manage to block a fatal blow from the hackers hired by BAT (Baidu, Alibaba, Tencent).

"Boss...we survived."

Lin Che looked at the screen.

That red curve is still rising, which means hundreds of millions of users are flooding in.

"Survive?"

Lin Che shook his head, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"No."

"The real show is just beginning."

He pointed to a data bar at the bottom of the screen.

The number of "Dedication Blessings" distributed there is displayed.

0.

"Loosen the opening a little."

Lin Che said calmly.

"Release one thousand 'Dedication' cards."

"I want to make China completely sleepless tonight."

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