After returning from school,
Lin Yu went back to his apartment and began preparing for the afternoon shopping trip.
He packed everything he needed, including the bag Aunt Qimeng had given him, and made sure to carry it with him.
Aunt Qimeng had gone out of her way to dress up for the occasion,
so he couldn’t afford to fall short in comparison.
There was a good chance they’d be out late tonight—maybe even staying overnight.
By the time he finished his preparations, it wasn’t even 4 PM yet.
All that was left was to wait patiently for Aunt Qimeng to message him.
With time to spare,
Lin Yu sat down in front of his computer.
He wasn’t planning to kill time by playing games.
Ever since merging Maomao’s [Heavenly Thirty-Six Formation] with Ying'er’s [Earthly Seventy-Two Formation],
he had secretly reinforced and monitored the apartment’s network.
At the time,
based on his understanding of "formations,"
he believed his defenses were flawless—no hacker could easily breach his internal blockade.
But after acquiring the [Ultimate Heavenly Formation] skill,
his comprehension of "formations" had risen to a whole new level.
What once seemed impenetrable now looked riddled with holes, unable to withstand serious scrutiny.
Tap-tap-tap… tap-tap-tap…
Once the computer booted up, Lin Yu’s fingers flew across the keyboard.
He modified and upgraded the network defense program.
In just twenty minutes,
a new defensive system was complete.
At the same time,
he tweaked his phone’s operating system and linked it to the network.
Now, even when outside, he could easily monitor the apartment’s cybersecurity status.
Beep-beep-beep!
Beep-beep-beep!
…
Less than two minutes after establishing the connection,
his phone emitted a sound reminiscent of an old-fashioned alarm clock.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
This soon? This fast?
That wasn’t his usual ringtone.
This distinct alarm was specifically programmed for security alerts—
designed to stand out so he’d recognize it immediately.
When it went off, it meant only one thing…
Someone was trying to infiltrate the apartment’s internal network!
Lin Yu quickly pulled up the computer’s backend monitoring system.
Hundreds of red error codes were clearly visible in the log.
The rate at which they multiplied was staggering.
In just a few seconds,
their numbers had doubled!
At the bottom of the screen, a red progress bar displayed:
[Intrusion Rate: 5%!]
A thrill ran through Lin Yu.
Who would’ve thought?
He’d just set up his "inescapable net," and his prey had already walked right into it.
He didn’t act immediately, instead watching as the red codes continued to flood in.
Beyond the real security system, there was a layer of "decoy defense"—like a spider’s web.
Any intruder who tangled with it would unknowingly step into a trap.
Even though it was just a facade,
Lin Yu had crafted it meticulously. An average hacker wouldn’t have gotten this far.
Only someone at Maomao’s skill level could have spotted the flaws and slipped through.
Judging by the speed of the intrusion,
this person was far more skilled than Maomao.
Even Ying'er might not have been a match.
Lin Yu didn’t need to guess—
Aunt Ruxue!
Couldn’t resist making a move now, could she? Trying to seize control of the apartment’s data?
Well, since she struck first,
he had every right to retaliate!
[Intrusion Rate: 12%!]
[Intrusion Rate: 26%!]
[Intrusion Rate: 41%!]
[…]
Lin Yu drummed his fingers lightly on the desk, biding his time.
Only when the intrusion rate hit [80%] did he launch his counterattack.
Tap-tap-tap… tap-tap-tap…
A cascade of red error codes instantly plunged into a denser, more intricate "spiderweb."
Every trace of the sender’s IP information was laid bare.
The intruder reacted swiftly, realizing they’d "fallen into a trap."
The corrupted data tried to sever transmission, cutting off any link to its source.
Too bad.
She was up against Lin Yu!
The program he’d prepared effortlessly extracted all embedded network data,
displaying it in chaotic yet readable text within the program window:
[IP Address: XX Province, XXX City, XX District, XXX Tower]
[Active Bank Card: Bufa Bank XXXX-XXXX-XXXX-XXXX]
[Du Ruxue, ID No. XXXXX, DOB XXXX]
[China Unicom Mobile Number: 1XXXXXX]
[…]
The red error codes vanished within seconds, their connection fully severed.
Aunt Ruxue’s defenses had been cracked wide open.
Staring at the wealth of information on his screen, Lin Yu couldn’t help but smirk.
Perfect timing.
This little maneuver would undoubtedly speed up Aunt Ruxue’s arrival.
As for this "matriarch" who even Maomao and the Xia sisters feared—
his curiosity about her had reached new heights.
And after seeing the details he’d uncovered…
he was more eager than ever to meet her.
After reviewing all the information,
Lin Yu made further modifications to the network defense program.
If Aunt Ruxue remained persistent and launched a second wave of intrusion,
the outcome would only be more devastating than the first time.
After the initial "fishing" attempt,
Lin Yu had gained a clear understanding of Aunt Ruxue's practical skills.
She was indeed considerably stronger than Ying'er.
But that was all—she was merely stronger than her.
No matter how many more attempts she made, he would no longer feel threatened.
As for Aunt Qimeng,
she didn’t keep Lin Yu waiting too long.
Shortly before five o’clock, she sent him a message,
informing him that Rongrong had already returned home early. If he was free, he could come over anytime, even later would be fine.
What Lin Yu didn’t know was
that this timing could have been half an hour earlier.
The delay was entirely due to a certain "benefactor" who had spent too long advising Aunt Qimeng,
leading her to prepare an excessive amount of additional items—
some useful, some not—
until her other handbag was completely stuffed!
Upon receiving the message, Lin Yu didn’t waste any time.
He hurried to the flower shop to pick up his long-awaited Aunt Qimeng!
...
Meanwhile,
in a lavishly decorated private office in the capital,
a woman with a slender neck adorned with a crystal necklace stared at the "Connection Terminated" prompt on her computer, lost in deep thought.
This outcome was completely beyond her expectations.
Before taking action, she had already overestimated her opponent’s capabilities.
Yet in the end, she had been outmaneuvered...
After a long pause,
she picked up her phone and sent a WeChat voice message in a gentle tone:
"Book me a flight to Pingchuan, first class, as soon as possible."
"Cancel all business engagements for the next week. I have matters to attend to outside."
...
(Second update for today. An extra chapter will be posted later. I hope you’ll take a moment to watch an ad after reading to support this humble author. Many thanks!)
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