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Phew...
It's just like what Asimov said. Even with a makeshift bionic terminal, the Spear of F.O.S. can act as a visual proxy for hacking.
Well then, let's get working.
Looks like... I have the upper hand with the information I know right now.
This will eat into some of my resources, but this risk... is worth taking.
Playing around with the ID card in his hand, Murray opened the door and left the conference room.
Right as he stepped out, his terminal beeped.
*Incoming unknown connection*
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Loading temporary record: VOCALTEXT39013...
[>>>>>>>>>>]
What follows is classified info.
During Operation Acadia, we recovered a massive corpus of data through Gestalt for the operation of Babylonia and the rebuilding of human civilization.
There were some data that were submitted in our logs, but cannot be found inside the database.
And with everything that Babylonia has been through since its conception, tracing where the files have gone has become immensely difficult.
But enough about the past. The top priority right now is to retrieve the lost files.
There are some data blocks that we didn't have the time to go through back then. I've attached their locations to this message. Please have a look.
President Hassen, I'm not a direct subordinate of yours right now... Is it really appropriate to give me this kind of mission?
You'd know best.
Working under Nikola has its advantages, which is why you joined him on the surface. No?
Just trying to move things in a better direction. It's what everyone would have done.
Which is why I know you'd accept my mission.
...What can I say? You see right through me, President Hassen. But the issue remains—I don't think I should learn of the info within these files.
After all, I quite value my life.
I'll tell you the end game... These files are the embers that can end this war.
Everything we've done has been to end the war, and these files can forward this objective immensely.
I don't think I have to remind you of the confidentiality level of these files.
Pardon me, but why not directly extract the files yourself? But rather, have me retrieve them first, then relay them to you?
There are quite a few reasons, but none that should concern you.
...President Hassen, you are just like Commander Nikola sometimes.
I get that a lot.
Enough with the chit-chat. Time's ticking.
Once I express interest in these files, Nikola will certainly react immediately.
If you think I'm like him, then you must also know what makes us different. Especially on our views about certain things.
For this tiny sliver of hope, are you willing to take the risk?
...Well, I don't think I have a choice.
In that case, good luck.
*Disconnected*
Staring at the terminal monitor, Murray cannot help but sigh.
Hah. Our good President just handed down the thorniest mission like it's nothing.
...But, this is an opportunity for me as well.
Seeing what's inside the core of Gestalt will help me prepare for the pieces in the future.
Clear about the mission?
Yes.
Then go.
Yes, sir.
The commandant named Valeria steels herself and salutes Nikola, then leaves.
As she steps out of the door, she motions to the empty space behind her to follow.
The emptiness near the office distorts. A figure materializes out of thin air.
Valeria continues. The figure follows.
