Hacker attack?
Upon hearing this notification, Feng Lin was slightly shocked.
Why was he suddenly attacked by an interstellar hacker?
The first thing he thought of was that Eurynomos from the Temple of Gods.
It seemed like that person wasn't only good at shooting his mouth off. His methods were extraordinary as well, to be able to hire an interstellar hacker to trace his IP and launch a virus attack.
But no matter where this person came from or what his methods were, it was no longer important.
That interstellar hacker acted quickly and furiously, attacking Feng Lin's identity microchip.
The defense wall of the microchip crumbled bit by bit, issuing ear-piercing warnings.
Danger!
If the microchip was compromised, it wouldn't be as simple as damaging a piece of technological equipment. The identity information stored within would also be leaked. This was the most fatal thing.
At that time, Feng Lin would no longer have any secrets.
He wouldn't be able to keep the title of Ancestor Hongjun of the Mythological Genes Association any longer.
This point was similar to the Ancient Earth Era's human flesh. Once the identity information was exposed to countless netizens, the consequences would be dire.
Facing the attack of this interstellar hacker, Feng Lin didn't understand A.I. technology and didn't have any good solutions.
However, he had the simplest and most direct method. That was to physically disconnect from the internet.
Hackers used viruses to attack through the internet.
Once he physically disconnected from the internet, no matter how high his hacking skills were, the virus wouldn't be able to cross the distance of billions of light years to attack the microchip.
But this wasn't enough. The hacker might have installed some tricks on the microchip. Once you reconnect to the internet, they would immediately lock onto your IP and continue to attack.
Unless you never went online again, you would always have to worry about it.
Then there was only one solution. Reformat!
Reformat the microchip and return it to its factory state.
If that was the case, all the programs and hidden hands within would be completely wiped out, leaving behind only the most basic information. All the information and images recorded in the past would be completely deleted, completely erased.
Although this would solve the problem, the price was extremely high. All the images and records he had kept would be wiped clean.
However, Feng Lin gritted his teeth and decided to break his tail like a lizard.
One could only be a thief for a thousand days. How could one guard against a thief for a thousand days?
If this interstellar hacker managed to hack into his microchip, all his secrets would be gone. He could only give up on these memories.
Temple of Gods?
If I were to find it one day, then …
Feng Lin's eyes were as deep as the abyss. He no longer hesitated. He tapped on his identity microchip and entered the system.
The A.I. Chip naturally displayed a message. [Formatting in progress! Restore factory settings to prevent errors, please confirm three times. Do you confirm the format? "
"Confirm!"
"Confirm!"
"Confirm!"
Once he made his decision, Feng Lin wouldn't hesitate.
"Instruction completed. Formatting!" Feng Lin saw a progress bar appearing on his identity microchip. It was currently rising from 1% to 100%. Once it reached 100%, it would completely revert to its factory settings. This process would take roughly an hour.
Feng Lin made his decision. In the future, he would temporarily not be able to use the Mythology Forum.
The existence of the genetic equation was far beyond his imagination. He had only solved the problem of the Fat Gene being unable to cultivate. In addition to answering all sorts of questions, he had already attracted so many prying eyes.
The appearance of a completely new type of cultivation knowledge was truly astonishing, a bit exceeding his imagination.
Now that he had become a 10 billion Great V, it seemed like he was very popular, but it was a little too popular in a short period of time. If he wasn't careful, he would draw fire to himself.
Although Feng Lin was already an interstellar cultivator, his strength was still too weak.
The interstellar space was too vast and there were countless experts. This bit of strength couldn't be considered anything.
Before the unparalleled experts who could suppress the starry sky, his strength was no different from an ant.
The current Feng Lin couldn't protect the secret of the Mythological Genes Association.
This involved genetic equation and mythological knowledge. Once it was leaked, he would definitely be captured and dissected.
It seemed like he wouldn't be able to use the star web to log into the Mythology Forum's' Hongjun 'account in the future. If he encountered another hacker attack, he wouldn't be so lucky next time!
A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit.
The Myriad Gods Palace's hacker attack had also taught Feng Lin a lesson.
The interstellar space was too vast, and there were many hidden currents.
Before he had the strength, there was basically no chance for him to interfere. If he was the slightest bit careless, he wouldn't even have a corpse left.
With the existence of the genetic equation and the establishment of the Mythological Genes Association, it was only a matter of time before he became stronger. There was no need for him to be impatient.
The weaker he was, the more he mustn't be impatient. He had to protect himself first before he could wait for the opportunity to become stronger.
Very soon, the identity microchip was completely formatted. Looking at the empty identity microchip, Feng Lin's gaze was cold, filled with malice toward the Myriad Gods Palace.
He was weak now, but he might be able to endure it for now.
Feng Lin didn't use the microchip to log into the Hongjun account again. He only sent a message to Fatty, telling him to wait for him in the virtual universe.
After that, he cultivated for a day and his genetic potential grew rapidly, reaching 518%.
Early the next morning, he woke up and entered the virtual cabin. At the next moment, his consciousness entered the Purple Cloud Palace in the virtual universe.
Feng Lin transformed into the image of Dao Ancestor Hongjun and sat cross-legged on a praying mat. He saw that the interface indicated that Fatty had long been online and seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
He sent over a strand of grandmist white qi as usual, and Fatty immediately rushed over.
He said excitedly, "Dao Ancestor, how was it? I didn't do a bad job, right? Have you completed the entrance test? "
(You didn't do a bad job, but you made me suffer!)
Feng Lin cursed in his heart, but his expression remained calm. He knew that although Fatty had gone a little overboard, he had good intentions. He couldn't be blamed for the hacker attack.
It was just that after he became famous, he attracted the attention of the Myriad Gods Palace.
He slowly spoke up, affirming Fatty's hard work. "Not bad! Zhu Tiangang, you've promoted my dao art and are already qualified to join the Mythological Genes Association! "
Feng Lin waved his hand and a strand of grandmist purple qi landed in Fatty's hand.
"This item is a token to enter the Mythological Genes Association. Grandmist Purple Qi, effective forever! With this item, you'll be an official member of the Mythological Genes Association in the future! "
"Many thanks, Dao Ancestor!" Fatty was surprised and overjoyed. He hurriedly took the grandmist purple qi. The huge price he had paid wasn't in vain. The advertisements covered the entire interstellar space.
"Dao Ancestor, what about the Big Belly Gene's evolution formula for the Pig Demon Gene and Zhu Ganglie Gene? You can tell me now, right? "He impatiently asked.
"Yes and no," Feng Lin calmly replied.
"What do you mean?" Fatty was puzzled. Was it possible or not?
"I can give you the Pig Demon Gene's evolution formula because you promoted my dao art. It's your reward! As for the Zhu Ganglie Gene's evolution formula, this bit of contribution isn't enough. You'll need to continue working hard! "Feng Lin calmly smiled.
"I can give you anything?" Fatty grew anxious. He wanted nothing more than to fulfill the conditions and obtain the complete Pigsy Mythological Path.
Feng Lin merely shook his head and smiled, not agreeing. "The time isn't right yet. I can't force things."
With a wave of his hand, he sent the Pig Demon Gene's evolution formula to Fatty. After that, he didn't wait for Fatty to say anything and sent him out of the Mythological Genes Association.
"Dao Ancestor, don't …" Fatty screamed. His figure had already vanished beyond the nine heavens.
Feng Lin had his own considerations as to why he gave Fatty the Pig Demon Gene's evolution formula for free. Firstly, it was to nurture Fatty's loyalty to the Mythological Genes Association. Secondly, it was because Fatty wanted him to become a ten billion Great V. The price he had to pay was extremely great and could already offset the genetic formula's value.
As for the grandmist purple qi, Feng Lin wasn't worried at all.
He was the one who created the grandmist purple qi and could only find the coordinates of the Mythological Genes Association. If Fatty wanted to enter, he would have to personally give his permission. Also, as the creator, he could take back the grandmist purple qi at any time. He didn't have to worry that Fatty would have other thoughts.
By doing so, the secrets of the Mythological Genes Association would be foolproof. No one would be able to pry into it.
Everything would come to an end!
During these days, Feng Lin put in a lot of effort and finally established the basic structure of the Mythological Genes Association.
Very soon, the Spring Festival would be over, and the new school term would begin!
Feng Lin looked ahead. The date of the interstellar college examinations was getting closer and closer.
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