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墨書 Inktalez
When the reading line reached one hundred percent, the entire Virtual Screen suddenly went dark.
Then, a massive amount of information appeared, densely packed text filling the Virtual Screen. These seemingly unorganized documents, a chaotic reaction caused by the edited information, were something that should have been anticipated.
Seeing this scene, Hilbert's forehead throbbed with tension as he kept his hand on the mouse, frozen in place. His mood was clearly not good. "Why is there so much? Can we trace it?"
"Yes, we should be able to. Let me try," said one of the Engineers, his excitement palpable.
Like a teenager addicted to the internet, his mouth twitched as if he wanted to express something. Hilbert chose not to engage with him; he understood this person's quirks well enough—eccentricities that others often avoided mentioning.
This habit stemmed from his own characteristics; if told not to do such strange things, it would surely halve his effectiveness.
The Engineer's efficiency was impressive. In no time at all, amidst their communication, his fingers danced across the keyboard, and the documents on the Virtual Screen began to organize themselves. In just half an hour, the originally vast and disordered data was suddenly sorted and aligned.
"It's all organized now. I'm about to find your data—just a moment," said the Engineer.
"Hurry up! I can't wait another second; let me know!" Hilbert urged.
This older man was acting like a child in his agitation. While it was understandable given his frustration with the system, many eyes were watching him closely. Unfortunately, he had been driven mad by this useless system.
If his subordinates suffered any losses due to this, all their hard work within this system would go to waste. No one expected the system to malfunction so drastically, and they needed to thoroughly check the compromised network addresses.
But this was likely futile; skilled hackers could silently rewrite permissions and redirect networks to obscure locations. These individuals had methods for breaching security and also knew how to protect themselves—very clever tactics. However, the Engineers on their side were no pushovers either. Knowing that these hackers could manipulate networks meant they must also be aware of their own counter-tracking capabilities.
Countless signals surged through the fiber optic cables, converging from Host into the central hub of ground signal aggregation, seeking the source of the culprit from this origin.
On the other side, the young engineer suddenly looked up and exclaimed, "Uh, it seems I've found it. It's this team. I have their images, data, and detailed information here. They are quite a remarkable team, but—"
His words successfully caught Hilbert's attention. Hilbert's gaze sharpened, his expression serious. Upon hearing him, he immediately approached, continuing to type on the keyboard, zooming in to the maximum extent. He added, "Ahem, is it really them? You’re not mistaken, are you? If I’m wrong, I’m willing to pay the price." The young man spoke without hesitation.
"That's truly unfortunate. I can't believe it's really them. It seems we have no choice but to withdraw from this rotten system," Hilbert said as he glanced at the Virtual Screen, his expression burning with anger. Clearly dissatisfied with the system's vulnerabilities and equally displeased with the Engineers overseeing the network for their lack of effectiveness, he felt constrained by the status quo.
How could such a department ensure the safety of the association? It seemed he had been too willing to trust others in the past. Those who risked their lives were human beings too. Perhaps the recent high casualty rates were indeed related to system errors; he had never considered that such issues could arise.
They were comrades after all. He had never heard their calls for help or complaints before. But if this commanding officer continued to handle matters with such indifference after these incidents arose, what would be the outcome? It would surely lead to a crisis for the Hunter Association, causing disunity among its members and potential infighting. They might even be absorbed by other associations or have their talents poached—such situations were not unheard of.
"You've encountered a major issue; prepare for disbandment!" Hilbert responded without any visible emotion, turning back to address those behind him with this remark.
This left others feeling somewhat bewildered; their expressions grew strange again. As for several managers and administrators, they appeared even more dazed. Their culpability seemed greatest; as managers, they would undoubtedly face additional responsibilities following these events—responsibilities that were now unavoidable.
There was no escaping it, so aside from shifting blame onto others to show they were merely executing orders from above, their attempts at self-preservation appeared somewhat ridiculous to outsiders. It truly felt like a case of everyone for themselves in times of crisis.
After delivering his statement, Hilbert quietly walked out. This tower had consumed considerable time and effort over the years; however, recently it seemed that neither internal conflicts nor structural issues could be resolved.
Outside, it appeared that the Zerg was causing trouble again, with reports of minor casualties emerging. Additionally, the number of hunters they had dispatched who fell during missions was also increasing at a certain rate—something that had rarely occurred before. What could be causing this?
As Hilbert walked and pondered, he couldn't understand why things had changed again.
The changes in the situation were swift and unpredictable. No matter how humanity defended itself, it seemed futile; the only option was to seize the opportunity to attack. However, scientists had previously speculated that it would take over thirty years before humanity faced a direct confrontation with the Zerg. By that time, the human population, along with various equipment and resources, would reach an unprecedented level. Even the Zerg would find it difficult to contend with such a united humanity.
Unexpectedly, the effort to maintain a distance had become a source of motivation for the Zerg. Humanity had always been a source of sustenance for these creatures, but that was merely on a small scale. Occasionally, there would be reports of casualties or missing persons within a month, but recently, such incidents had been occurring more frequently.
This situation clearly indicated that the Zerg was eager to retaliate. If it were humans in their position, they might have acted similarly. The advantage of the Zerg lay in their numbers; a single charge could conserve resources while also reducing their own numbers for future growth, all while slightly weakening humanity's forces.
As a result, at every critical juncture when humanity felt it was time to advance to the next stage, incidents of Zerg invasions in towns would arise. Humanity's standard tactics involved Mobile Forces and Special Forces, employing conventional strategies to strike against the lines of the Zerg.
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