The bridge of the Sea Race flagship.
"Lord Gustav, our ship's thrusters have been fully repaired!" the adjutant reported to Gustav in the command chair.
After several days of emergency repairs, Gustav's flagship had finally recovered from its last "rear-end collision."
"Good! Have the flagship rejoin the battle formation as planned. Also, how is our internal virus cleanup progressing?"
With the fleet's internal communications network forced offline during this period, its entire command system had suffered considerable disruption. If the Electronic Warfare Department still could not eliminate the viruses, Gustav, whose anger was already close to boiling over, would certainly erupt.
"My lord, we have developed a targeted patch that has essentially prevented the virus from spreading. Some remnants remain, but they can hardly affect us anymore!" a technician on the bridge said.
Without an enemy activating and controlling it, even a highly mutable virus had nothing to sustain it. Eliminating it was only a matter of time.
"Good! Well done!" Gustav's expression softened slightly.
"Then have you identified the source of the virus?" he continued.
"Well... we have established how this virus spreads and are now debugging a dedicated Counter-Tracking Program. We're making rapid progress, and I believe we'll soon be able to..." Before the technician could finish, Gustav cut him off harshly.
"What I want to hear isn't 'we'll soon be able to,' but actual results! Results, do you understand?" Gustav said impatiently.
"Yes! Yes! Give us two hours... no! One hour! In one hour, we'll launch the Counter-Tracking Program and attempt to pinpoint the target!" the technician said hurriedly, wiping away his sweat.
"Fine! I'll wait right here for one hour! I'll grant you the commander's highest-level authorization for the AI Core. Whoever he is, find him!" Gustav said, narrowing his eyes.
*I wonder... can we finally