Gustav seethed with rage, feeling as though the whole world bore him a deep grudge.
No, I have to contact the All Things Unity Society. I have to condemn their shameless pretense of peace, saying one thing to our faces and doing another behind our backs!
Just as he was about to order someone to contact Black Steward, the adjutant beside him suddenly checked his personal terminal, and his expression grew even stranger than before.
"Uh... sir, we just received a wide-area transmission. An organization called 'Hacker Codename' has claimed responsibility for this virus intrusion. They also specifically stated that this had nothing to do with the All Things Unity Society..."
Gustav was utterly dumbfounded.
What the fuck! You think I won't recognize you just because you put on a different disguise? Even if you want to cover up your crimes, couldn't you at least change the virus's startup screen a little?!
And you even specifically declared that you had nothing to do with it. Could there be a more shameless organization in the world?
Even worse, using an alias is one thing, but you had to leave people hanging too. What kind of crappy name is "Hacker Codename"?
So what exactly is that hacker's codename? Now I really want to know...
Over the next few days, the "mysterious" hacker organization launched wave after wave of network data attacks, flooding virtually every network it could infiltrate. Each wave was fiercer than the last.
Although there were no casualties, every Sea Race officer was run ragged dealing with the attacks, and hardly any of them got a decent night's sleep. An air conditioner going haywire halfway through the night could freeze them awake...
Later, all sorts of clickbait headlines began appearing on the fleet's public network: "Shocking! Billionaires in the