Haha, You Think a Lame Method Like a DDoS Attack Will Work on the Steam Engineering Society?

Chardo Port was in chaos, but there were still quiet places. For example, the area outside the massive database that managed and stored the information from the computational orbs was unusually peaceful.

It was almost like something out of a ghost story. Every machine equipped with a computational orb in the city had gone haywire, yet this place—which should have been the core of the data network—was quiet as a mouse. Not a single rampaging walker had come here, and even the computational-orb-controlled faucets on either side of the street were still diligently doing their jobs.

But the quiet amid all that chaos only made the place seem stranger.

Especially to those about to enter on a special mission. This unnaturally peaceful area seemed like a cunning monster waiting with its jaws wide open for an unsuspecting prey to wander in. Its silence was merely a disguise, meant to keep timid fools from running away.

Ruyi was chewing on a hard candy. She wore a mechanic's jacket and a pair of the trademark mechanical goggles worn by halflings, making her look like a pint-sized pilot. She looked pretty impressive.

She spun the small pistol she'd been issued around in her hand, occasionally ejecting the magazine to inspect the bullets with a professional air before sliding it back in. As soon as she holstered the pistol, she pulled out the odd-shaped adventurer's assistant she'd made herself and tapped away on it.

It was the Tetris game she'd "programmed" herself.

It was also a kind of practical application of what she'd learned lately from Old Flywheel about arranging psionic factors. The fact that she could make a puzzle game like this meant she'd graduated from the field of computational-orb logic programming.

This little one just couldn't sit still, like a real fidgety