Hacking?

Hearing this prompt, Feng Lin was slightly startled.

Why did you suddenly encounter an attack by an interstellar hacker?

The first thing that occurred to him was that it was the hands and feet of the temple Eurynamos just now.

It seems that that person is not just a mouthful, and his methods are not ordinary, and he can even invite interstellar hackers to trace his IP from the star network to carry out virus attacks.

But no matter what the person's origin or means are, it doesn't matter.

The interstellar hacker attacked the identity chip of the wind forest in a black and fast way.

The chip walls crumbled, and shrill warnings were constantly being issued.

It's dangerous!

When the chip is breached, it is not only as simple as damaging a technological device, but also the identity information stored in it will be leaked, which is the most deadly.

At that point, there will be no secrets in the windforest.

The name of the Mythical Gene Society Hongjun Patriarch can't hold it anymore.

This point is similar to human flesh in the ancient earth network era, once the identity information is disclosed in front of countless netizens, the miserable end is self-evident.

In the face of the attack of this interstellar hacker, Fenglin does not understand optical brain technology, and there is no good way.

But he has the simplest and most direct method, which is to physically disconnect from the network.

Hackers attack with viruses through network channels.

Once the means of physical disconnection are used, no matter how superb his hacking skills are, the information virus will not be able to cross the cosmic distance of hundreds of millions of light-years and attack the chip.

But that's not safe, the hacker may have put a small trick on the chip, and as soon as you get back online, he will immediately re-lock your IP and continue the attack.

Unless you never go online, you will always have worries.

Then there's only one way, formatting!

Let the chip be thoroughly formatted and return to its factory condition.

In this case, all the programs and hidden hands in it will be completely removed, and only the most basic information of the wind forest will be retained, and the information and images recorded in the past will be completely deleted.

Although this solves the trouble, the cost is also very great, and the images and records that I have kept before have been swept away.

But Feng Lin gritted his teeth and decided to cut off the gecko's tail.

Only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves!

If the chip is conquered by this interstellar hacker, his secret will be gone, and he can only give up these memory images.

Pantheon?

If I find it one day,......

Feng Lin's eyes were as deep as a deep pool, and he no longer hesitated, his fingers connected the dots on the identity chip, and entered the background to start operating.

Naturally, a message popped up on the chip, "Formatting! Factory reset, in case of errors, please confirm three times." Are you sure about formatting!"

"Confirm!"

"Confirm!"

"Confirm!"

Once the decision has been made, the wind forest will not hesitate.

"Instruction complete, formatting!" Feng Lin saw a progress bar appear on the identity chip, which was gradually rising from 1%, and once it reached 100%, it would fully return to factory settings, and it would take about an hour.

Fenglin has made a decision, and the myth forum will not be available for the time being.

The existence of the genetic equation is too unimaginable, and he just solves the problem that the obesity gene cannot be cultivated, and he keeps answering all kinds of questions, which attracts so many snoops.

The emergence of a new kind of spiritual knowledge was really amazing enough, a bit beyond his imagination.

He has now become a 10 billion V, which seems to be a big fire, but it exploded in a short period of time, and it was a little too hot, and if he didn't pay attention, he would catch fire.

Although Feng Lin is already an interstellar monk, his strength is still too weak.

The interstellar is too big and too big, and there are countless strong people, and this strength is nothing at all.

In front of the world-strong man who suppressed the starry sky, his strength was no different from that of an ant.

The current wind forest can't keep the secrets of the Mythical Gene Society at all.

There are genetic equations and mythological knowledge behind this, and once leaked, someone has to be caught and sliced.

It seems that you can't use the star network to log in to the "Hongjun" account of the mythical forum in the future, in case of repeated hacker attacks, you won't be so lucky next time!

Eat a trench, grow a wisdom.

The hacking incident of this temple also taught Fenglin a lesson.

The interstellar is too big, and the undercurrents are surging.

Before I didn't have the strength, I didn't have the opportunity to get involved at all, and if I didn't pay attention to it, I would be gone.

There is a genetic equation, and now that there is a mythical genetic society, whether it is strength or power in the future, it is a matter of time before you become strong, so why rush.

The weaker you are, the more you can't be in a hurry, protect yourself first, and then wait for a strong opportunity.

Soon all the identity chips were formatted, and looking at the empty identity chips like a tabula rasa, Feng Lin's eyes were cold, full of malice towards the Temple of the Gods.

Now that the strength is weak and forbearance for a while, it may be possible in the future......

Feng Lin didn't log in to Hongjun's account with the chip again, but just sent a message to the fat man, saying that he was waiting for him in the virtual universe.

Immediately after a day of cultivation, his genetic potential increased rapidly, reaching as much as 518%.

He just woke up early the next morning, entered the virtual biological cabin, and the next moment his consciousness entered the Zixiao Palace in the virtual universe.

Fenglin turned into the image of Hongjun Daozu, sitting cross-legged on the futon, and saw that the panel showed that the fat man had already been online, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

He sent a wisp of Hongmeng white gas as usual, and the fat man immediately arrived.

He said excitedly: "Dao Ancestor, how is it? I'm not doing badly, right?

What you did was not bad, but you made me miserable!

Feng Lin slandered in his heart, his face was not shocked, knowing that although this fat man did a little excessive, he was also a good intention, and he could not be blamed for this hacker attack.

It was only after he became famous that he attracted the black hands of the Temple of Gods.

He spoke slowly, affirming the fat man's efforts, "Not bad! Zhu Tiangang, you are already qualified to join the Mythical Gene Society by promoting my Dao Fa!"

With one move, Feng Lin made a move, and a wisp of Hongmeng purple qi fell into the hands of the fat man.

"This thing is a token of the Mythical Gene Society, Hongmeng Purple Qi, and it is permanently valid! With this thing, you will be an official member of the Mythical Gene Society in the future!"

"Thank you Daozu!" The fat man was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly took over the Hongmeng purple qi, not in vain for him to pay a huge price, and the advertisements were overwhelming, all over the stars.

"That Dao Ancestor, what about the next evolution formula of the pig demon gene and the evolution formula of the pig gang hyena gene of the big belly gene, you can tell me now!" he said eagerly.

"Okay, no!" Feng Lin said lightly.

"What does this mean?" the fat man was confused, can he do it?

"The Pig Demon Gene Evolution Formula can be given to you because you have promoted my Dao Method as your reward!

"What can I give?" The fat man was anxious, eager to meet the conditions immediately and obtain the complete Zhu Bajie Mythical Path.

Feng Lin just shook his head and smiled, but did not agree, "The time has not yet come, don't force it!"

With a wave of his hand, he sent the pig demon gene evolution formula to the fat man, and then without waiting for him to say more, he sent him out of the Mythical Gene Society.

"Dao Ancestor, don't ......" the fat man screamed, and his figure had disappeared outside the clouds.

The reason why the fat pig demon gene evolution formula was given free of charge was Feng Lin's own considerations, one is to cultivate the fat man's loyalty to the mythical gene society, and the second is that the fat man made him a tens of billions of big V, the price is not small, and it can already offset the value of the gene formula itself.

As for the Hongmeng purple qi that was sent, Feng Lin was even less worried.

This Hongmeng purple qi was created by him, and he can only find the coordinates of the mythical gene society, and if he wants to come in, he has to give him personal permission, and then as the creator, he can take this Hongmeng purple qi back at any time, and he doesn't worry about this fat man's thoughts.

In this way, the secrets of the Mythical Gene Society will be foolproof and will not be snooped on by others.

Everything is over!

After being busy these days, Feng Lin worked hard to finally establish the preliminary structure of the Mythical Gene Society.

Soon the Spring Festival will pass, and a new semester will begin!

Feng Lin's eyes looked ahead, and the date of the interstellar college entrance examination was getting closer and closer.

His gaze crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, swept over the sun, moon and stars, and looked at the boundless universe.