The Star Devourer!

When Lin Ye was rummaging through the trash for discarded data chips, he discovered an abnormal code. It burrowed into his neural interface like a living thing, swallowing up all the data around it like a black hole. Company agents surrounded his shabby apartment, guns pressed to his forehead. Lin Ye smiled: what he saw in his eyes was no longer a cold gun, but a fragile toy woven with countless 0s and 1s. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the entire elite team's weapons instantly turned into scrap metal. "Your weapons," he whispered, "are now mine."