Translator:
Lordbluefire
Editor:
Lordbluefire
Hacker attack?
Upon listening to this notification, Feng Lin felt somewhat startled.
Why would an interstellar hacker suddenly attack him?
The first thing he thought of was that the mastermind behind this act must be Eurynomos of the Hall of Gods.
It seemed like he wasn’t just all talk and had extraordinary methods at his disposal. He actually could hire an interstellar hacker to trace his IP and launch a virus attack at him.
But no matter what origins Eurynomous had or what methods he had at his disposal, all of this was not important now.
That interstellar hacker was giving his all, frenziedly attacking Feng Lin’s ID microchip.
The defensive firewalls collapsed one after another while ringing out loud unceasingly with a warning.
Things were getting dangerous.
If the protection of his ID microchip was broken through, it wasn’t as simple as a technological product being destroyed. All the information recorded in the microchip would be leaked. This would definitely be fatal.
At that time, Feng Lin would have no secrets.
The name Dao Ancestor Hong Jun of the Mythology Forum would be exposed as a fake. He wouldn’t be able to pretend anymore.
Just this point alone would ensure that he would have a pitiful ending once his identity was exposed to countless internet users.
Upon facing this hacker’s attack, Feng Lin wasn’t proficient in internet technology and didn’t really have any idea.
The hacker used a virus attack; thus, the source of this should have been through the internet.
If he used physical means, no matter how high the hacker’s skills were, the virus couldn’t traverse across the boundless distance in interstellar space to attack his ID microchip.
However, this wasn’t all. For all he knew, the hacker could have inserted some program inside his ID microchip once he had broken past the defensive walls. And once Feng Lin connected to the web in the future, his IP address would instantly be locked on and the virus attacks would continue without end.
Unless Feng Lin didn’t go online forever, he would always have to be worried about this.
In that case, there was only one solution left—Reformat!
He had to reformat his ID microchip and reset it to the factory’s default.
If that was the case, all procedures and records would be completely wiped clean, and the ID microchip would only contain the most basic information about Feng Lin. Everything else would be completely gone.
Although he could sever all future sources of trouble by doing this, all the images and information he had recorded before would be wiped clean.
However, Feng Lin gritted his teeth and decided to go ahead with it, like how a lizard would decide to break its tail to survive.
There was only the saying ‘being a thief for 1,000 days’, where was the logic in ‘guarding against thieves for 1,000 days?’
If the hacker managed to gain access to his id microchip, all his secrets would be exposed. Hence, he could only choose to give up on all his previous recordings by reformatting it.
Hall of Gods?
If one day, he found where this organization was hiding…
Feng Lin’s gaze grew deep and terrifying.
He no longer hesitated and pressed the reformat option, allowing it to be automatically reset to the factory’s default.
A message appeared on the microchip,
Ready to process the reformat and returning to the factory’s default. To ensure that this order is confirmed, please verify this order three times. Are you sure you want to reformat the microchip?
Confirm!
Confirm!
Confirm!
Once he made the decision, Feng Lin naturally wouldn’t look back.
Command accepted, currently reformatting!
A line of information appeared. There was a bar and currently only 1% was filled. The percentage increasingly grew higher. Once it reached 100%, the ID microchip would be completely reformatted. It would roughly take about an hour.
Feng Lin made his decision. In the future, he temporarily would not use the Mythology Forum.
The existence of his genetic equation ability was simply too incredible. He had only solved the problem of a fatty being unable to cultivate as well as answering various questions, but it actually led to people spying on him.
New knowledge about cultivation appeared in his mind. How shocking was this? This development was not something he had ever imagined.
Now, he was already a billion-ranked Great V. Although he was popular, he got too popular within a short time frame and this actually created trouble for him.
Although Feng Lin was already an interstellar cultivator, his strength was ultimately still too weak.
The interstellar space was simply too vast with countless experts. His bit of strength counted for nothing.
Before those supreme experts who could dominate the world, his strength was no different from an ant.
Right now, Feng Lin basically couldn’t protect the secret which was the Mythological Genes Association.
Behind the association, it involved vast amounts of mythological knowledge as well as his genetic equation ability. Once it was revealed, he might even be kidnapped and forced to work as a slave.
It seemed like he would never be able to use the ID ‘Hong Jun’ again if he wished to access the Mythology Forum. If he encountered another hacker attack, he might not be so lucky.
Fall into the moat and you will be wiser next time.
This incident of the Hall of God’s hacker’s attack caused Feng Lin to learn a lesson.
The interstellar space was too vast, and many currents were stirring in the dark.
Without having enough strength, he didn’t have any opportunity to stand out. Just the slightest lapse in attention might cause him to die without a whole corpse.
With the genetic equation ability, he would have a chance to establish the Mythological Gene Association anytime. In the future, it was only a matter of time before he grew stronger. Why was there a need to be hasty?
The weaker he was, the more he had to control himself. His priority should be self-protection first and wait for opportunities to grow stronger.
Very swiftly, the ID microchip was completely reformatted. Staring at the ID microchip which was now as blank as a piece of paper, Feng Lin’s gaze was cold as he felt hatred for the Hall of Gods.
He would endure now because he was weak. But in the future, things would be different…
Feng Lin no longer used his microchip to access the ‘Hong Jun’ account. He just sent a message to Fatty and said he would be waiting for him in the virtual universe.
After that, he cultivated for a day and his genetic potential surged up, reaching 518%.
On the second day after he woke up, Feng Lin entered the virtual cabin and connected his consciousness to the virtual universe.
Feng Lin transformed into the image of Dao Ancestor Hong Jun and sat down on a praying mat in the Purple Clouds Palace. Looking at the interface, it was apparent that Fatty was online long ago and had already waited for many hours.
Feng Lin sent over a strand of Grandmist white qi and Fatty immediately rushed over.
He had a face filled with excitement,
Dao Ancestor, how is it? My performance was not too bad, right? Has the entry test concluded?
Not bad indeed, but you were completely tricked by me!
Feng Lin had unspoken criticism in his heart, but his expression remained calm. He knew that although this fatty had done too much, it originated from his good intentions. This hacker attack couldn’t be blamed on him.
After becoming popular, Feng Lin was like a giant tree that attracted wind. This was why he attracted the attention of the Hall of Gods.
He slowly spoke and gave recognition to Fatty’s hard work,
Not bad! Zhu Tiangang, you promoted my dao and you already have the qualifications to join the Mythological Genes Association.
With a wave of his hand, a strand of Grandmist purple qi appeared in Fatty’s hand.
This item is a token that can allow you to enter and leave the Mythological Gene Association. A strand of Grandmist purple qi. With this, you are already a member of my Mythological Genes Association!
Many thanks, Dao Ancestor.
Fatty was surprised and hurriedly kept the strand of Grandmist purple qi. Indeed, his huge spending was not wasted. The advertisement appeared everywhere through interstellar space.
In that case, Dao Ancestor, can you let me know the evolutionary genetic formula for the Pig Demon Gene and Zhu Ganglie Gene now?
He excitedly asked.
Yes, and no.
Feng Lin calmly spoke.
What do you mean?
Fatty was confused. Was it a yes or a no.
I can give you the evolutionary genetic formula for the Pig Demon Gene, this is a reward for you promoting my dao. But as for the evolutionary path of the Zhu Ganglie gene, your contribution is still insufficient. You have to continue to work hard.
Feng Lin smiled.
I can give up everything.
Fatty was anxious now, wanting nothing more than to hear the condition for obtaining the complete mythology path of Pigsy.
Feng Lin merely shook his head and smiled, not answering.
The time is not right yet, there’s no point in persisting.
With a wave of his hand, he transmitted the information about the Pig Demon Gene to Fatty. After that, he didn’t say anything and directly sent Fatty out from the Mythological Genes Association.
Dao Ancestor, don’t do this…
Fatty called out, but his figure already vanished within the clouds.
Feng Lin was willing to gift the evolutionary formula for the Pig Demon Path to Fatty because he had already considered things. Firstly, he could nurture Fatty’s loyalty to the association. Secondly, this Fatty allowed him to become a billion-level Great V almost overnight, he must have surely spent a huge amount of wealth and the amount definitely would have covered the price for the Pig Demon Gene’s evolutionary formula.
As for the strand of Grandmist purple qi, it was something he created and would allow the possessor to be able to find the Mythological Genes Association’s coordinates. But if they wanted to enter, Feng Lin would still have to give the approval. Also, as the creator, he could take back the strand of Grandmist purple qi anytime. He wasn’t afraid that Fatty would suddenly have malicious thoughts toward him.
By doing things this way, the secret of the Mythological Gene Association would be protected. No one else would be able to pry into it.
Everything was planned out.
During the next few days, Feng Lin racked his brains and finally established the initial structure of the Mythological Genes Association.
Very swiftly, the spring festival was almost over, and the new school term was about to start.
Feng Lin stared ahead. The date of the interstellar college exam was getting increasingly nearer.
His gaze peered into the horizon, flitting across the sun, moon, and stars and was seemingly staring at the boundlessly vast universe.
