Australia, Sydney.
One of the cities that had been destroyed by the transmigrators of the Court of Transmigrators during the war two years ago, then rebuilt after the war.
Nothing of its former appearance remained in the cityscape now.
After all, even its people had been completely replaced by a new batch.
At this moment, inside a luxurious apartment.
A Gold-tier player squad from the Main God Game had gathered here in full.
One person leaned by the window, watching the endless stream of spacecraft outside through a crack in the curtains with wary eyes.
Another sat around idly, smoking and playing games.
There was also someone seriously typing all kinds of code into a portable computer.
"This information firewall is a little tricky. Give me some time to deal with it."
At that.
Captain was in no hurry and casually instructed:
"It's fine. Just make sure nobody catches our trail and follows the vine back to us. I don't want to start things off with a huge fight..."
"Small problem. This is a cutting-edge computer I got from a Sith Warrior in Star Wars. Its performance is damn solid!"
More than ten minutes later.
After using his solid skills to roughly gather all sorts of scattered information from the internet, the team's tech-side support specialist gradually developed an increasingly tangled, complicated expression as he looked at the sorted information in the report.
Captain, who had been watching everything from the side, asked in confusion:
"What's wrong?"
"What's with that strange expression..."
"Don't tell me you screwed up online and got counter-hacked?"
Faced with his suspicion, the technician said with some frustration:
"...No, that's not it... It's just that the situation in this world is a little messy..."
Captain did not understand. He shrugged indifferently.
"Messy is messy. It has