80: Chapter 80: Sixteen Top-Tier Supercomputers Deployed! Computing Power Soars Three Hundred Times!

At the same time, the Qin Family's motorcade was on its way back to the manor.

Qin Zhenhua sat in the back seat, clutching his phone, also reading the chat history in the channel.

The expression on his face shifted from shock to extreme fanaticism.

Moments ago, he had been smug about having lived an extra year.

But now, the words of these overseas bigwigs had completely opened the door to a new world for him.

"Tianming! Did you see that!" Qin Zhenhua shoved his phone in front of his son. "Lifespan is just the basic bargaining chip! Mr. Lin has even better things in his hands!"

Qin Tianming looked at the conversation on the screen and swallowed hard.

"Dad, is... is this all real?"

"How could this be fake! Didn't you see Mr. Lin make me look young again with just a single finger!" Qin Zhenhua breathed rapidly. "The Qin Family must firmly hold onto this thigh! We absolutely cannot let the Shen Family steal the spotlight!"

Qin Tianming nodded repeatedly.

Inside the Rolls-Royce.

Zhou Ye watched the backend data; the reactions of both Qin Zhenhua and Shen Changshan were entirely under his surveillance.

"Boss, the fish has completely bitten the hook." Zhou Ye smiled sneakily.

Lin Zhe remained with his eyes closed.

"Just keep them hungry for more; there's no need to give them too many promises. Keeping them hungry is the only way they'll work obediently."

Zhou Ye tapped the final line of commands on his keyboard.

[System Prompt: Communication channel temporarily closed, awaiting the start of the next mission.]

The entire channel cleared again, restoring that pure black sense of mystery.

Qin Zhenhua and Shen Changshan both stared at the grayed-out chat box, feeling as if their hearts were being scratched by a cat's claws.

Too fast!

They hadn't even had a chance to ask a few more questions before the bigwigs collectively logged off.

This tormenting feeling left them with an extremely intense craving for the next mission.

...

Lin Zhe did not inquire further about the aftermath of the division of the Chu Family's assets.

The Shen Family and the Qin Family displayed the foundation of old-money families in Jiangcheng, handling matters cleanly.

As for the case of Chairman Chu Changfeng falling from the building, it did not implicate the Qin Family at all.

Two days passed like this.

Yunding Mansion, third basement level.

Several heavy, fully enclosed cargo trucks without any logos or license plates transported giant alloy shipping containers inside via a private, dedicated independent ramp.

Shen Nianwei, wearing a pair of extremely flat non-slip boots and holding a thick stack of customs clearance documents, trotted into the underground control room.

"Mr. Lin." Shen Nianwei bowed slightly. "The sixteen sets of liquid-cooled supercomputer arrays on the list, along with those three non-civilian grade encryption machines, have all arrived."

Lin Zhe gave a hum of acknowledgment and turned to the side.

"Unload them."

A-Gui didn't speak; he picked up a crowbar from the side with one hand and cleanly pried open the outermost layer of special shockproof and thermal insulation strips.

Zhou Ye, who was following behind, craned his neck to watch.

The moment the crate was pried open, Zhou Ye's eyes went wide. He lunged forward two steps; if A-Gui hadn't reached out and grabbed him by the back of his collar, his face would have already slammed into the cooling fan pipes of the outermost cabinet.

"Obsidian 7th Generation Custom Liquid-Cooled Array..."

Zhou Ye's hands were trembling; he wanted to touch it but was completely afraid to make contact with the metal backplane.

"Which top research institute in Europe did they drain dry to get this!"

He turned his head, his voice cracking.

"And these encryption machines, they couldn't possibly pass through regular customs. How were these transported here?"

Hearing this, Shen Nianwei's heart was still pounding wildly.

Transported here?

For these dozens of tons of embargoed items, the Shen Family had completely sacrificed three core shell companies that they had spent eight years setting up along the Southeast Asian shipping route.

The money spent just on bribing maritime smuggling channels and hiring special security forces alone had already exceeded twice the value of the goods.

But Shen Nianwei didn't dare to complain about any hardship.

Those bigwigs in the overseas chat channel, with their constant "local upstart" and "little mouse" comments, had long since crushed any remaining pride this Shen Family heiress might have had.

If one wanted to climb up in the Extraordinary Club, there was nothing to talk about other than demonstrating executive ability.

"Install them." Lin Zhe put down his teacup.

The third basement level had originally been built to vault standards; the existing overall explosion-proof layer and isolation space did not need to be reconfigured.

Zhou Ye squatted on the floor, yanked over his black backpack, and spilled all sorts of tools all over the ground.

"Give me four hours!"

Zhou Ye didn't even wait for Lin Zhe to reply; he dove into the pile of newly unpacked supercomputer arrays like a mad dog.

The clicking sound of fiber optic connectors locking into place.

The sound of liquid cooling lines pressurizing.

The micro-vibration sound of the independent diesel generator set starting its grid-connected test run.

These sounds overlapped in the enclosed underground space, making one's heart pound violently.

Shen Nianwei stood straight the entire time, not moving.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed.

The third basement level, which had only been lit by dim emergency lights, suddenly burst into a dense band of deep blue light.

That was the indicator of the super-strong pulse flow generated by sixteen sets of top-tier processing clusters running at full load.

Zhou Ye sat directly on the black metal console in the center, his face covered in dust from the heat dissipation pipes, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"It's connected..."

Zhou Ye's typing movements were different from usual; before, his ten fingers were just a blur, but now, sitting there, every muscle in his body was in an eerily tense state.

With the support of this supercomputing power, which was sufficient to sustain the underlying defense matrix of a medium-sized nation, the "Cyber Dominator" entry completely shattered all limitations of physical computing power.

"Boss." Zhou Ye didn't turn around. "The total computing power here is over three hundred times that of my previous laptop."

"What can it do?" Lin Zhe walked up to the screen.

"Right now?"

Zhou Ye kept his hand on the Enter key and chuckled twice.

"All conventional network surveillance and intranet databases within Jiangcheng, and even the cross-regional collaborative processing logic between the three major systems of military, police, and civilian sectors—I see them as if I'm looking at a pencil drawing on glass."

"I can erase them at will, modify them at will."

Hearing this, Shen Nianwei felt her back tense up subconsciously.

Erase at will? Modify at will?

Didn't that mean that now, as long as this disheveled tech maniac tapped a few keys, the Shen Family's tens of billions of assets in bank ledgers could instantly turn to zero?

Lin Zhe's expression remained unchanged.

One billion.

To achieve this result, it was only considered a passing grade.

"Are you done testing?"

"Done testing! It's extremely stable! The liquid cooling can handle it; it's been running at full load for ten minutes, and the temperature hasn't even exceeded forty-five degrees!" Zhou Ye crawled out from a pile of cables.

Lin Zhe nodded.

"Get familiar with this system first. While you're at it, take full control of Jiangcheng's network surveillance, and don't leave any traces."

Zhou Ye didn't even turn his head, his typing speed skyrocketing.

"Don't worry, Boss! With this thing, no one will ever be able to trace anything back to us!"