That night was a sleepless night for both Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai. A long time after the video signal was cut off, Meng Jinhuai slowly picked up the cold coffee on the table.
Although the General had long noticed that after the mech accident, Duan Hengye seemed to have slowly changed into a different person. But in any case, the gradual change in the other person's personality was far less shocking than the explosion of mental power.
Before Duan Hengye, although there were examples of mental power breakthroughs in the galaxy, no one could directly jump from zero to S-class, and those breakthroughs all happened to people who already had mental power.
According to Meng Jinhuai's knowledge, the Yetian Empire alone had trillions of people with zero mental power. Except for people like Duan Hengye who lost mental power due to an accident, the rest were all categorized as "congenital mental deficiency".
In recent years, there were frequent wars, and the social status of mech pilots rose. Along with this, there were countless experiments and research on how to stimulate mental power. Unfortunately, after so many years, there was almost no progress in the experiments.
Although Duan Hengye was a genius, his field of research was completely unrelated to mental power. Meng Jinhuai did not think that Duan Hengye had found a way to stimulate mental power.
Since it was not stimulated, then the only answer was that his mental power had never disappeared from the beginning to the end. In other words, Duan Hengye's mental power was actually artificially suppressed all those years ago?
Stumbling back to the mansion, Duan Hengye collapsed on the sofa as soon as he entered the door. Although he was not in the best condition, he did not wait for his condition to fully recover. He turned on the optical computer and began to record the coordinates he just memorized.
L-039 was only a small mech, but its internal structure was also very complex. Although he was very confident in his memory, Duan Hengye still chose to mark the coordinates on a three-dimensional map for the sake of safety. Tonight's operation was a successful attempt. After using his spiritual power to investigate the mech, Duan Hengye was filled with inspiration. After recording the coordinates, he tirelessly began to organize his thoughts in front of the photon computer.
Unfortunately, Duan Hengye's thoughts were interrupted after a while.
The notification light flashed twice, and Duan Hengye's optical computer suddenly received a special message. The sender didn't have an ID or a name, but Duan Hengye's experience told him that this message came from the Ye Tian Royal Family... He still remembered the last time the poison acted up. After seeing this message, Duan Hengye couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Unlike the original host who had been brainwashed, the Duan Hengye didn't have any so-called "loyalty" or "reverence" towards the royal family. Coupled with the painful experience of the poison, he had long been unwilling to deal with the royal family.
Although he wasn't the least bit curious about the message, after a deep sigh, Duan Hengye, who was pressured by the heavy burden of life, had no choice but to open the message.
The message wasn't long. The other party first vaguely praised Duan Hengye for living in the same room as Meng Jinhuai, then hinted that he could take the next step.
The next step … Duan Hengye slowly turned off the photon computer.
Since marrying the General, the original host had been using the military's intranet to steal information for the royal family. Duan Hengye had transmigrated into this world for a while, but because he wasn't familiar with the business and was lazy, the royal family hadn't received any information from him for a long time.
Now the other party was finally anxious, and it wasn't hard to see their dissatisfaction from the tone of the message.
The military's high level intranet could only be accessed by using the photon computers on Nan zhuxing. The original host had always used the distance advantage to write a program to fake the photon computer's address to access the intranet. It could be said that from a technical point of view, stealing information wasn't a simple task, and the original host was one of the few people in the galaxy who could accomplish this task.
Disregarding the technology, the body of "Duan Hengye" had already changed. Not long after coming to this world, he realized that Meng Jinhuai was a good General. Unlike the royal family who only had ambition but no talent and liked to play dirty tricks, the Ye Tian's God of War was the true future of the empire. If something really happened to Meng Jinhuai because of him, then the entire empire wouldn't be far from falling apart.
However, even though he thought so in his heart, Duan Hangye didn't feel much guilt about stealing information.
After all, Professor Duan had read the original novel, so he knew that Meng Jinhuai already knew his identity and was considerate enough to put the fake information on the intranet, waiting for him to steal it.
Although Duan Hengye didn't have any psychological barriers to stealing information, he also knew that if he really did it, Meng Jinhuai would definitely give him a hard time.
If this was a strategy game, Duan Hengye would probably receive a "-100 favorability" prompt …
After replying to the royal family's message, Duan Hengye hugged a pillow and sat on the sofa to carefully think about his information stealing operation.
At the same time, it was already late at night in Nan zhuxing. The lights in the House of the Marshal's office were still on. Meng Jinhuai was sitting in a leather armchair, holding a cup of cold coffee while repeatedly replaying the video of Duan Hengye in the mecha.
The second night after Duan Hengye returned to Nan zhuxing, Meng Jinhuai went to work in another galaxy as scheduled. The large House of the Marshal was even more deserted.
Nan Zhuxing was orbited by three satellites. At night, the cold starlight shone through the window. Even though the lights in the room weren't turned on, it wasn't dark at all. Right now, in the House of the Marshal's bedroom, Duan Hengye was concentrating on typing instructions into the photon computer.
It wasn't the first time that the original owner had stolen information from the military, but for Duan Hengye, who had been educated since childhood, this was the first time. Even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel nervous.
Even though the original owner had a complete set of methods to break into the military's intranet, it wasn't a simple task to actually execute. After nearly two hours of intense work, Duan Hengye's holographic screen lit up and the familiar login interface finally appeared.
As the data gradually loaded, Duan Hengye's eyes were filled with documents and notifications. Seeing these, Duan Hengye couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. His guess wasn't wrong. After confirming his identity as a spy, Meng Jinhuai didn't fix the loophole in the military's intranet system. It could be said that this loophole had been deliberately left as bait for him for a long time.
Without a doubt, the two important documents in front of him were prepared by Meng Jinhuai in advance. Duan Hengye opened them and glanced at them. Then he quickly copied the documents into his photon computer and sent them to the imperial family.
It was mentioned more than once in 《Toppling Stars》 that Meng Jinhuai was quite talented in programming. This could be seen from how he was able to successfully track down the original owner. However, the Marshal's work was still very busy. Programming was only one of his skills, so he didn't have much time to invest in it. Therefore, in comparison, Duan Hengye's research was more in-depth.
After sending the documents, Duan Hengye didn't rush to exit the intranet. Instead, he continued to type in instructions and started to wander around the military's backend. Duan Hengye obviously wasn't bored. In fact, what he needed to do right now was probably more important than stealing information.
The interstellar era's network was very advanced, so the backend was naturally more complicated than on Earth. However, Duan Hengye's face didn't show the slightest bit of annoyance in the face of these mysterious symbols.
If there was an outsider present, they would see a man wearing beige pajamas sitting cross-legged on the large bed in the bedroom. In front of him was a holographic screen filled with symbols projected by the photon computer. The man's expression was relaxed, as if he wasn't looking at some complicated backend system, but rather a soap opera to kill time.
Time ticked by, and the night gradually darkened. Just as one of the three satellites was about to descend below the horizon, Duan Hengye finally slowly raised his arms and stretched. Then ….. he laid down on the bed and rolled around without a care for his image.
It was a success!
The Marshal looked very gentle, but Duan Hengye never forgot the tragic ending in the original owner's book. Although the author repeatedly assured that Meng Jinhuai wasn't the male lead, the truth was — — as long as you offended the Marshal, you would have to bear the consequences.
Since the original owner was able to hack into the military's system, it meant that there were definitely loopholes in this seemingly strict system. After stealing the documents, Duan Hengye began to carefully look for other loopholes in the backend and carefully patch them up one by one.
What kind of professionalism was this? Even Duan Hengye was moved by his own actions.
However, as a spy who was hovering on the edge of death, Professor Duan obviously didn't plan on doing good deeds without leaving his name behind.
Although the loopholes were gone, the modification records were still intact in the backend. If there were any changes ….. perhaps Duan Hengye just moved his hands and hid his modification records a little.
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