The Hacker Cultivator: I Became a God by Cracking Code

At half past two in the morning, Lin Jingxing's was the only computer screen still glowing in the dormitory.

He yawned, his eyes fixed on the data packet logs scrolling across the screen. The campus network had been acting up lately, and as a senior in the computer science department, he had taken a maintenance job to earn some extra money.

"This damn network has latency high enough to make you feel like you're undergoing tribulation," Lin Jingxing muttered, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

Zhou Mingkai rolled over on the top bunk and asked sleepily, "Jingxing, you're still up?"

"Almost done. Just need to catch a few abnormal packets."

As he spoke, Lin Jingxing suddenly stopped typing.

The icon for a data packet in the lower-right corner of the screen was the wrong color. Normal campus network packets were green or yellow, but this one was deep purple, surrounded by a faint, shimmering halo. It wasn't a screen glitch. The halo was really moving.

"What the hell?" Lin Jingxing sat up straight.

He moved the mouse over it, and the packet information appeared:

Source address: Unknown

Protocol type: Unknown

Data size: 3.7 TB

Encryption level...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.