Dragon Raja: Reboot

Chu Zihang took an iPad out of the car and used binoculars to observe the building that had been featured on the midday news, quickly swiping his fingertips on the iPad to record the information.

Lu Mingfei gave the professionals a long lecture, making sure everything was taken into account, before hanging up the phone with peace of mind.

He leaned closer to look and found that Chu Zihang was drawing a design sketch, just like last time.

Senior brother truly deserves to be called an elite of the Mechanical Engineering Department!

"Why would someone with golden eyes need a telescope?" Lu Mingfei asked casually. "What are you drawing, Senior Brother?"

"The abilities of true dragons are far superior to those of humans, but we are all hybrids, and our inherited abilities are different. I don't have special eyesight; in fact, I'm a little nearsighted."

Chu Zihang said calmly,

"I'm thinking about why this glass roof collapsed."

"When I saw you and the boss sparring with knives, the blades were so fast you couldn't even see them. I thought you two had superhuman eyesight," Lu Mingfei said. "I guess it was a shoddy construction project."

"Caesar? I can't see the trajectory of Caesar's sword swing. Fighting relies on intuition, a combination of light, sound, and prediction."

Chu Zihang said,

"From a mechanical point of view, its glass dome is very stable and can withstand an earthquake of magnitude 8. The designer is Swiss and has participated in the design of two Olympic main stadiums. He is very experienced in large buildings. The tempered glass was purchased according to the highest standards, and the aluminum alloy frame has been heat-treated to remove internal tension. In theory, it should be impossible for it to collapse completely, but it collapsed right above your head, leaving not a single intact piece of glass."

"Is that the legendary sword spirit?" Lu Mingfei exclaimed. "Anyway, it's shattered, who cares why it shattered?"

The dialogue that had played out before was reenacted under Lu Mingfei's deliberate manipulation.

Lu Mingfei was secretly delighted and eagerly awaited what his senior brother would say next.

Chu Zihang seemed about to say something, but after a moment of silence, he said, "Have you noticed that we're talking about two topics at the same time? I thought I was the only one who talked like this."

Lu Mingfei nodded immediately, like a chicken pecking at rice, and said with a smile:

"Yeah, yeah! Plus, you and I went to the same school from junior high to university. Our connection is more than just strong; if we weren't the same gender, I'd almost suspect you're my soulmate!"

Chu Zihang gave Lu Mingfei a strange look and remained silent.

When exactly did the earthquake occur?

He lowered his head, his fingers swiping rapidly across an interface that Lu Mingfei couldn't understand.

"10:17! I remember it vividly!"

Chu Zihang began adjusting various parameters, and finally entered the parameter "10:17".

Suddenly the camera zoomed out, and Earth appeared on the screen, surrounded by fluorescent blue lines, so dense they resembled an airplane flight path.

Lu Mingfei peeked out and recognized it as a satellite orbit diagram.

Chu Zihang's finger glided across the screen, finally clicking on a certain orbital line. Instantly, a satellite's number appeared next to the orbital line.

He took out his phone and dialed: "Norma, I need to check the information of a low Earth orbit satellite. It passed through the ground at 31 degrees 14 minutes north latitude and 121 degrees 29 minutes east longitude at 10:17 this morning. I can't find its number here. It should be a military satellite."

"The satellite, designated US0678M and codenamed 'Tunguska,' is a spy satellite disguised as a weather satellite and belongs to the U.S. Navy," Norma said.

"Check if he's carrying a thermal imaging system."

"As a spy satellite, this is standard equipment, just like a luxury car comes with an air conditioning system."

"Great, I need to access the data from around 10:17 this morning, within the last five minutes."

"The data to this satellite needs to go through the Pentagon, and as a 'Class A', you have the authority to request me to do so. Please confirm."

"confirm."

Lu Mingfei muttered, "Senior brother, is this considered a routine task for the Execution Department?"

"Norma hacks into the Pentagon's intelligence system every day, so it's like a daily routine, just like you have to fill out a survey every day during summer vacation."

Chu Zihang turned to look at Lu Mingfei, his expression serious.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of a school, this is so Kassel!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed.

"Yes, it's not uncommon for the Pentagon's network to be compromised. Wherever there's a network, there will be program calls called 'backdoors' that programmers intentionally or unintentionally leave out. Finding those vulnerabilities is finding the entry point. And the Pentagon is a place that hackers around the world love to attack, like that 'lag' in World of Warcraft..."

Chu Zihang was speechless, unable to recall the name for a moment.

"Karazhan, I know you didn't have a childhood," Lu Mingfei shrugged.

"Yes, Karazhan. Most intrusions are cut off before they even reach the core database. But the Pentagon doesn't know that 15% of these hackers are Norma in disguise. She can access networks all over the world and then circle back to the US to infiltrate the Pentagon's databases. The Pentagon thinks it's just a hacker's trick. Norma doesn't tamper with other people's databases; she rarely intrudes on highly classified data. She just packages and copies the necessary data and leaves, even plugging backdoors for them in the process..."

"Is this the legendary righteous thief?"

This time, Chu Zihang did not answer. His fingers slowly slid across the iPad, and frame by frame, the images flowed by with his fingers.

The images were large swaths of colors mixed together—crimson, indigo, bright yellow, dark blue—like tubes of paint being squeezed into water and gradually spreading out.

Chu Zihang's fingers suddenly stopped.

"We've found him."

Lu Mingfei leaned in and shouted, "Oh, long live Senior Brother!"

After Chu Zihang made a simple setting, a sharp color filter line slowly swept down from top to bottom.

After the image was filtered, three distinct yellow dots appeared amidst a searing red and somber dark blue.

"These two should be you and B007, and the other one is the person who took the data."

Chu Zihang said,

"These are thermal images taken by the satellite codenamed 'Tunguska.' Military spies use extremely high-resolution imaging, even close to Earth orbit, enough to distinguish license plates on the ground. On the way here, I checked the CCTV system at the South Railway Station, but it went offline the moment the glass ceiling collapsed, so no valuable data was left behind."

He paused for a moment: "It was obviously deliberately cut off. It was all premeditated. Someone didn't want anyone or any machine to witness the scene. But most people rarely think that there are always countless eyes in the sky."

"Wow! That's high-tech!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed.

"The significance of science to humankind is like that of alchemy to dragons. Without science, relying solely on incomplete bloodlines, our chances of defeating dragons are very low."

Chu Zihang said seriously,

"So don't slack off on your studies. Even though you have the best lineage among us, you still need to work hard. I've seen your freshman year transcript, and... well, it's not ideal."

Lu Mingfei felt a little ashamed.

His freshman year grades were more than just bad; compared to his seniors, they were downright appalling. He tarnished the reputation of all the S-class predecessors. No wonder...

If there is a next generation of S-class freshmen, I wonder if they will not recognize him as their senior.

By the way, senior, you actually saw my transcript?!