514: Chapter 395 Code Na ‘Faceless 514: Chapter 395 Code Na ‘Faceless Actually, for a hacker, by the ti things had progressed to this stage, he had already lost.
The profession of a hacker always emphasizes one thing only, and that is stealth.
Even if it’s a top boss, once their real information is exposed, they are no different from an ordinary person.
Now, during the execution of the mission, not only had he exposed his own existence, but he had also been pursued by the enemy all along.
Shi Yong’s operation had completely failed.
Now, all he wanted to do was rely to manage to withdraw.
Yet even such a simple request had beco a luxury.
Who could have imagined that within an obscure Hurricane Bureau, so many experts were hidden?
“It’s over…”
Shi Yong watched as his set defenses were found and breached one by one, and couldn’t help but feel a sense of despair.
…
anwhile, in a spacious room in the suburbs of New York City, a group of people were sitting in front of computers, their fingers rapidly inputting codes.
This place was an underground base, and above the base stood an old-looking office building.
From the outside, it looked utterly inconspicuous; no one ca here to work, it seed abandoned, and there was only an old man as a gatekeeper.
But if one took an elevator down, they would discover a base imbued with a sci-fi atmosphere and modernized features.
This was the Hurricane Bureau’s divisional base in New York City, primarily used for researching the capture of Alien Species, as well as for handling and developing electronic information and technology.
At this mont, a man was sitting in front of a computer.
He held a cup of coffee in his hand, leisurely leaning back in a large, comfortable office chair, his face bearing an expression of confidence.
This man’s na was Atwa Jerasia, who had recently joined the Hurricane Bureau.
Of course, rely ntioning the na might not an anything to anyone.
But if one were to ntion another moniker, it would certainly drop many jaws.
He was none other than the “Faceless,” the renowned leader of the world hacker rankings.
Joining alongside him was the second-ranked on the ladder, “Shadow.”
Shadow was a silent and reticent person from Hibernia.
He hardly ever initiated communication with anyone, only responding awkwardly when addressed, a very introverted individual.
When they received the invite from the Hurricane Bureau, they themselves were sowhat disbelieving.
It was unexpected that they, as world-class hackers, would be tracked down so easily by the other party.
However, since their identities had already been exposed, there were only two choices left for them.
Either they would be scrutinized for past grievances, or they would join them and serve them.
Atwa considered himself a wise man, and wise n should know how to assess the situation.
To put it in an old saying from Huaxia Country: One who understands the tis is a wise person; a true hero doesn’t suffer from imdiate losses; beneath the word “endure” is a sharp blade, and as long as you keep the green hills alive, you won’t worry about burning wood, one mont of patience may calm the winds and settle the waves, a step back may make you increasingly angry…
Well…
that last part might be a bit off, but Atwa couldn’t be bothered to fuss over it, and he very decisively chose to submit.
After joining the Hurricane Bureau, he discovered that there truly were mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people in this world.
The so-called Hacker Ladder was nothing more than a leaderboard created by hackers and many enthusiasts.
It couldn’t be said that his strength was truly invincible.
In fact, within the Hurricane Bureau, there were at least three guys whose abilities were not inferior to his.
That was also why he was found.
Now, after joining the mysterious Hurricane Bureau, his first task was to locate the third-ranked hacker on the Hacker Ladder, known by the code na “M”.
What he hadn’t anticipated was that while he was still pondering how to find this person, the latter showed up on his own.
Faceless and M were already old rivals, having clashed online more than once.
Although his own rank was ahead of M’s, that didn’t an he could easily take him down without any effort.
Such so-called leaderboard rankings didn’t necessarily indicate who had stronger abilities.
It mostly relied on comprehensive data, among which battle achievents played a large part.
That is to say, even if you know nothing, as long as you have caused so particularly influential incidents in the past, your rank will shoot up.
Just like this mysterious icon incident.
Although the other party only left a strange seven-pointed star pattern and no other marks indicating their identity,
Atwa was still able to identify through so clues and habitual techniques that this was likely the work of M.
If this incident got publicized, M’s battle record would rise, and he might even surpass the second-ranked Shadow, directly threatening Atwa’s top position.
However, there aren’t so many ifs in the world.
M was not just famous now; he was likely about to be discovered like the rest of them, having his real information exposed and then, under the Hurricane Bureau’s threats and inducents, be forced to join.
After all, the guy had jumped right into the Hurricane Bureau’s turf and had a whole bunch of big shots tracking him.
Moreover, everyone was using top-tier supercomputers; if they still couldn’t take him down, then they might as well give up mixing in this field.
“Sigh~”
Atwa took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly blew out a ring of smoke.
One of his hands occasionally tapped the keyboard while his eyes gazed at the code on the screen, feeling extrely elated.
“As expected, cigarettes paired with coffee are truly the best combination.”
Atwa enjoyed his leisure ti and admired the awkward situation of his old rival across the screen, feeling very satisfied.
“Sir, please do not smoke here.”
A beautiful female assistant approached and held out her hand to ask for his cigarette.
“Jenny, let just finish this one, okay?
You know that without cigarettes, I just can’t work; they bring inspiration and motivation, making …”
Atwa began to talk incessantly, articulating his opinions, which likely any man might not refuse, given the chance to chat a bit more with such a beautiful assistant.
Oh, except for that guy Shadow.
It was said that when he last went to this beautiful assistant’s house to fix her computer, he actually just fixed the computer.
Jenny cut off his endless speech, pointed to a sensor above, and said:
“Sir, unless you want to be drenched like a wet chicken, I suggest you better put out your cigarette, especially since the supercomputer display you are using is very expensive.”
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