I accidentally joined a group of charlatans, so I immediately called the police and handed it over t

"Connection complete!"

Su Qingge's fingertips trembled as she heavily pressed the Enter key.

That was a resolute decision that risked the fate of the nation.

Inside the glass case, the originally calm blue light cluster of "Fuxi-1" suddenly contracted.

It was like a heart that had been dormant for a thousand years being violently jolted by a high-voltage current.

Then, it came to life.

The soft blue light was instantly tinged with an eerie purplish-red, the base color of the Spider Cave.

The intricate silkworm silk writhed and stretched wildly in the culture medium.

It resembled countless hungry tentacles, searching for prey.

It's more like a warm-up before eating.

In the online world, ordinary people see only boring 0s and 1s.

However, within the dimension connected to "Fuxi-1", this place has become a colorful physical maze.

It is also a huge hunting ground.

Across the ocean, America's top hackers are driving black chariots made of malicious code, crushing everything in their path.

They rampaged across China's data highway as if it were their own backyard.

"It's broken already? This is the impregnable fortress that China boasts about?"

The man codenamed "Scorpion" chewed gum, his face full of disdain.

His ten fingers typed a series of afterimages on the keyboard, and the red boxes on the screen turned green one by one.

"Five thousand years of civilization? Compared to binary, they're just a bunch of primitive people with abacuses."

Someone nearby chimed in, their laughter grating.

"I've already seen their core database; their firewall is as fragile as a potato chip."

"Don't rush to download it. Let's leave them a memento first and plant our flag."

A cruel excitement gleamed in "Scorpion's" eyes.

This is not just an invasion, this is an insult.

On his screen, the download progress bar was rapidly increasing.

90%...

95%...

98%...

With just one final step, the dignity of that ancient East would be trampled under his feet.

however.

Just as it was about to reach 100%.

The progress bar is stuck.

It's stuck firmly at 99.9%, completely immobile.

"Hmm? Network fluctuation?"

"Scorpion" frowned, instinctively wanting to refresh the connection.

Then, a sudden change occurred.

His monitor began to flicker violently, and the originally dark blue code background suddenly turned slightly crimson.

Like blood.

It looked more like some kind of sticky, spreading red spider web.

"Honeypot system? Hmph, a mere trifle."

"Scorpion" curled his lip in disdain, a cold smile playing on his lips.

His fingers flew across the keyboard as he tried to write bypass code to forcefully break through the blockade.

But soon, the cold smile on his lips froze.

No matter how he modified the path or changed the jump server IP, that red net followed him everywhere.

Moreover, the restrictions are being tightened.

It felt like something was crawling up the internet cable.

A chill ran up my tailbone and straight to the top of my head.

"Damn it! This is weird, let's retreat!"

"Scorpion" is a top hunter with an instinctive intuition for danger.

He suddenly reached out and pressed the physical disconnect button.

late.

The instant your fingertip touches the button.

The screen went black.

It wasn't a power outage, but rather being swallowed by a deep, boundless darkness.

In the darkness, eight eyes slowly opened.

Those were eight compound eyes, gleaming with a cold green light, filled with greed and violence, staring intently at his soul.

"hiss--"

A screech, beyond the range of human hearing, exploded deep within his mind.

That was the cheers of the predators.

The real world.

Fort Meade, the NSA's underground command center.

"ah!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream shattered the tranquility of the command hall.

That's the dying scream that humans make when faced with extreme fear.

"Scorpion" clutched his head, and as if electrocuted, he sprang from the chair and crashed heavily to the ground.

He convulsed violently, his eyes rolled back, and he foamed at the mouth.

"Something...something's crawling in my head!"

He roared, frantically scratching his scalp with both hands, his fingernails filled with blood.

"What's going on? Medical team!"

General Williams, who was enjoying Blue Mountain coffee, accidentally spilled the scalding coffee all over himself.

Before he could react...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Explosions rang out one after another in the hall.

That was the sound of the monitor's picture tube exploding, sparks flying and thick smoke billowing.

The once arrogant hacker elites now looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Some people frantically unplugged the network cable, some picked up their keyboards and smashed the computer, and others cowered under the table, trembling with fear.

"It's eating my data! No! It's eating my spirit!"

"What kind of monster is this?! Why is there a living thing inside the firewall?!"

"Help! Don't come any closer! Don't bother me!"

The NSA command center, which originally represented the pinnacle of technology, was instantly transformed into a madhouse.

Cries, explosions, and the crackling of electricity mingled together.

on the big screen.

Those rampant red attack traffic graphs that once ravaged China's internet are now receding at an alarming rate.

Instead, there were huge spider icons that shimmered with an eerie purple light.

They are present at every critical node of the network.

It not only devoured the invading virus code, but also began a frenzied reverse hunt along those invisible data lines.

This is a feast.

A lavish feast for the fairies of the Spider Cave.

Huaxia, Base No. 001.

The command center was deathly silent.

Everyone gaped, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor, staring blankly at the bizarre scene on the screen.

The once alarming red alert area is now being covered by large swaths of purple.

Those purple dots of light are not stationary.

They moved and leaped across the world map as if they were alive.

With each jump, a large number of red dots representing the enemy's offensive disappear instantly.

Clean and efficient.

It's like using a vacuum cleaner to clean up trash.

This is not defense at all.

This is a one-sided, dimensional-reducing form of predation.

Chen Xi stared at the screen, his face remaining calm.

He slowly picked up the chipped enamel mug, blew away the foam, and took a sip of the slightly cooled tea.

With her other hand holding her phone, she was scrolling through group messages at breakneck speed.

[Big Spider]: Sisters! This thing called "Wooden Horse" tastes a bit like cartilage in the mortal world, crunchy and crunchy, but with less meat!

[Five Spiders]: I caught a big one! The IP is in North America! This guy's data stream is greasy, but it's plentiful and plentiful! Trying to run away? My silk threads are all tangled up in your router!

【Sanzhuer】: Ugh, this data packet with the Stars and Stripes logo is a bit of a pain, but the encryption algorithm inside tastes pretty good, sweet and sour.

【Seven Spiders】: @Chen Xi, little brother, is that place called "Pentagon" the den of thieves who cut internet cables? I saw a lot of lights on there, can I go in and take a look?

Chen Xi smiled slightly and tapped his finger to reply.

[Chen Xi]: Sisters, feel free to do as you please.

[Chen Xi]: That's the biggest "illegal building" in the mortal world. It's okay to demolish it. It'll be a good exercise for you guys to digest your food.

With this statement...

The Seven Fairy Maidens of the Spider Cave completely let loose and embraced their true selves.

This is a case of dimensional reduction attack.

The US hackers use code, logic, and algorithms.

What the Seven Fairy Maidens used was the law of cause and effect, divine sense, and demonic power cultivated for thousands of years.

They followed the network cable and directly locked onto the soul fluctuations of each attacker.

As long as you dare to connect to the internet, as long as you have any spiritual energy fluctuations, you're just a dish for the Spider Cave.

NSA headquarters.

General Williams looked at his crazed men filling the room, his face ashen.

Even though he was a seasoned general, he felt a deep sense of fear at that moment.

"Cut off the power! Cut off the power immediately! Physical isolation!"

He roared hysterically, his voice trembling.

But at that moment...

The surviving giant main screen in the command center suddenly lit up.

It was no longer those data streams that he was so proud of.

Instead, it was a gigantic, beautiful yet ferocious face.

She was a woman in ancient costume, with a bright red cinnabar dot between her brows, but her eyes were as cold as ice.

She seemed to look directly at Williams, transcending the screen and countless mountains and rivers.

That look in his eyes was like looking at an ant that he could crush at any moment.

"It's you..."

"Trying to cut off my internet?"

The woman's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling coldness that could freeze one's soul, echoing throughout the hall.

Each syllable felt like a hammer blow to Williams' heart.

"No...this isn't real...it's a hologram...it's an illusion..."

Williams staggered backward, knocking over his chair and falling awkwardly to the ground.

The woman on the screen curled her lips into a cold smile and slowly extended a hand.

That hand was long and fair, but its nails were sharp as knives.

It seemed to have broken through the limitations of dimensions and emerged from the screen!

Although it was just a phantom.

But the terrifying pressure that erupted in that instant shattered all the bulletproof glass in the hall.

"boom--!!!"

All server hosts overloaded and crashed simultaneously.

Flames shot into the sky.

The NSA headquarters was plunged into a deathly silence and darkness.

The world is quiet now.

Base No. 001.

Li Guobang burned his fingers with the cigarette butt in his hand, but he was completely unaware.

He looked at the security situation map, which had completely returned to green, and then glanced at Chen Xi, who was calmly drinking tea beside him.

His Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

"This...that's it?"

"It's over."

Chen Xi put down his teacup, stretched, and his joints made a slight cracking sound.

"Not only is the internet down on the other end."

"The person is probably quite injured, since psychological attacks can't be claimed as workers' compensation."

Su Qingge looked at the gradually calming blue ball of light in the glass case, her eyes filled with almost fanatical awe.

"What exactly is the principle behind this?"

"Quantum entanglement? Synchronized brainwaves? Or... a curse?"

Chen Xi smiled but offered no explanation.

Some things cannot be explained by science; that falls into the realm of theology.

He picked up his phone and sent a large, personalized red envelope in the group chat.

[Chen Xi]: Sisters, you've worked so hard! The results are remarkable!

[Chen Xi]: Ten of the latest "man-slaying" lipsticks promised for each person, shipping immediately! Also included is a full set of skincare products!

[Big Spider]: Oh, don't be so polite! Please have more of this kind of delicious food in the future! Those few bites really boosted my demonic power!

[Seven Spiders]: Exactly! It was so funny to scare that blond old man! The way he peed his pants was hilarious!

Chen Xi put away her phone and walked to the window.

Outside the window, the eastern sky was already turning a pale white.

The sun still rises, but the rules of this world have changed.

"Old Li."

With his back to Li Guobang, Chen Xi spoke calmly, yet with an air of domineering arrogance.

"Notify the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"If the US protests our cyber retaliation, or even uses human rights as an excuse..."

Chen Xi paused, turned around, and revealed his signature roguish yet confident smile.

"Just tell them."

"This is a mutation of a 'biological virus,' which is an act of God."

"If you disagree..."

"Feel free to come and hit me through the internet cable, as long as they still dare to connect to the internet."