The middle-aged man found a chair next to him and sat down, crossing his arms. With a mix of anger and amusent, he looked at his disheveled hair and said, "You just realized it now?"
The ssy-haired guy was hit hard and was montarily speechless.
"I discovered soone intruded into our system three days ago, searching for things in our database. At that ti, I took counterasures! The result is almost the sa as yours now; the other party hacked into my computer but didn’t take further action... I figure ’he’ has no malicious intent, just wanted to find sothing from us."
The middle-aged man’s words were grand.
Actually, at first, he was equally frustrated.
They were a hacker alliance, yet others didn’t take their computer defense system seriously. Browsing their database was as casual as visiting a supermarket.
Politeness, right!
It’s such a slap in the face!
However, over the past three days, being constantly slapped in the face, he actually started to feel numb and got used to it.
Indeed, when you’re slapped enough, your face gets swollen but it doesn’t hurt anymore.
"Boss..." The ssy-haired guy was stunned by his statent of ’no malicious intent’.
What the heck, this is still called no malicious intent? The boss has gradually beco more mild-tempered recently!
The middle-aged man touched his nose, avoiding his shocked gaze, and said expressionlessly, "Try restarting it."
"Ah, oh, oh, oh." The ssy-haired guy snapped back to reality, turned off the power of the hacked computer, and restarted it.
The computer clicked and restarted smoothly without any signs of a virus.
The ssy-haired guy initially thought their system was infected with a virus. Seeing the central computer with no issues at all, he remained dumbfounded for a long ti.
"There’s... no virus?"
The middle-aged man got up, fetched his teapot, sat back down leisurely, and said, "No, I was worried about that at first too. In the past few days, I’ve realized my worries were unnecessary! The other party indeed has no intention of provoking us. The ssage left for you also advises you to ’not act recklessly,’ implying that as long as we don’t attempt to trace ’his’ IP, ’he’ doesn’t plan to hack our system."
After listening to him, the ssy-haired guy had a complicated expression, turning his head to look at the computer in front of him, its clean and tidy desktop as if nothing had happened...
Everything was so ’harmonious’!
He twitched his mouth twice, still feeling a sense of stifled frustration in his heart.
They were the hacker alliance of Inderia, usually the ones hacking into others’ computers. Since when had they beco the ones being effortlessly thrashed without being able to counter, having to sit here sipping tea and marvelling at others’ high quality?
The middle-aged man glanced at him, seeming to guess what he was thinking. He poured him a cup of tea as well, nudging his mouth towards the computer and said, "The other party’s thod reminds of soone."
"Who?" The ssy-haired guy, feeling unwilling, had his eyes light up upon hearing he might know.
The middle-aged man didn’t answer imdiately.
After a long ti, he finally said, "You’ve heard ’his’ na too, Red Alliance Sun."
An uncrowned king in the hacker field!
Until now, their hacker alliance couldn’t beco the top hacker organization in Inderia just because they lacked this person.
Sun’s way of doing things is straightforward and direct, not beating around the bush, but crushing you with sheer strength.
"Sun?" The ssy-haired guy looked confused, mumbling after a long while, "’He’ didn’t co to Inderia, did ’he’? Has ’he’ co to Inderia?"
The middle-aged man remained silent.
But his gaze gradually deepened.
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