YM778.TV Chapter 283: Going Dark
Chapter 283: Going Dark
"Aha, it\'s fine then."
A signal for their operation to begin.
Lyra, who noticed his gesture, nodded and proceeded to leave without saying anything.
The guard let out a sigh of relief, watching her go, while bowing his head repeatedly. "Thank you, Sir, thank you, really. I appreciate you being so understanding."
"It\'s fine, it\'s fine, don\'t worry about it."
At his accepting words, the guard went back to their small cubicle, and the gate suddenly rattled as it swung open, allowing them entry.
"Please, go ahead."
Emir nodded, not needing any more prompting.
"Thanks."
Surprised, the guard looked back at Emir as he entered the complex.
It appeared the rumors were far from the truth; their new professor was a good guy!
Or so he thought.
But then a sudden, whoosh... grabbed his attention.
"Hm... What was the sound?"
He looked around in an attempt to identify the source, but as he saw nothing, his eyes returned to the center console and terminal before him.
The camera feed showed no one sneaking around, so he knew that the Brain wasn\'t going through a malfunction of sorts...
And since everything seemed to be working perfectly, there was no need for him to take any further action.
After all, his job description was to only act when the system experienced an error, which seldom happened, or when it identified an intruder.
So, with all that in mind, he came to a natural conclusion:
"It must\'ve been the wind."
And he spoke true.
It was actually the wind-a very weak but unnatural gust of it.
One caused by Lyra\'s quick movements.
While covered by shadows, she entered the cubicle, directly accessed the console, and added a zip file.
One named {Boss Ext TL 8 pm.}
If opened, it would disable the entire network for a few seconds, as the Brain would need time to process all the data.
How? Well, it wasn\'t a normal zip file, but a zip bomb.
A file that contained Yottabytes of data.
To fathom how much that was, one needed to know that a Yottabyte amounted to one thousand Zettabytes. While a Zettabyte equaled a thousand Exabytes which equaled a billion Terabytes and a trillion Gigabytes.
An unfathomable amount for most, this data compromised what they once called the internet by at least five times over.
Yet all that data would take the Brain only a few seconds to process.
It was no wonder that Emir wished to have a similar system at home. Even with the old-world network by Lyra\'s side, the most she could do was kill the system for a few seconds.
Still, however, that was an achievement in and of itself.
One that would easily grant them access to Arthur\'s room.
[It\'s done.]
Lyra didn\'t take long to arrive next to the duo, as they awaited her near the elevator.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He nodded while silently telling Elijah to allow the scanning of his bracelet.
[Good job. How much time do we have till the bomb shows up in his terminal?] [Everything went smoothly, so let\'s stick to the plan. We have a minute.] Ting!
[Alright.]
The elevator doors slid open, and they slipped inside with Lyra clinging onto Emir like a Kuala as they didn\'t want the sensors to detect her weight pressing the ground, alerting the system of an invisible intruder.
This solution of theirs would only make Emir seem like one heavy dude; it made sense if one looked at his size, so they didn\'t bother with it too much.
Ting!
With each calm step, ten seconds ticked away as they headed to Elijah\'s room on the fourth
and highest floor of the building.
Elijah, like the others on that floor, was the purest of the pure.
Main children of the Elite.
So they had the privilege of living by themselves.
Meanwhile, the rest of the floors were subjected to a normal ranking order, where the bottom housed the first years and the top had the third.
There wasn\'t much of a difference between the facilities on those three floors, but it seemed that Celestials, students or not, sure loved hierarchies.
Ting!
By now, twenty seconds had passed.
Elijah welcomed them to his... room?
Well, it wasn\'t so much a room but an entire flat, with anything he would wish for.
It was even better than what Emir had, his office of little comparison.
Life was truly, really, and most absolutely, unfair.
With Elijah as the lead, the trio walked through the living room till they reached the balcony.
Click.
After opening the door, he walked out, and so did they.
But only he appeared visible. Them two were covered by shadows.
"Good night kid, see you in class."
"Remember to practice what I sent you, and don\'t forget to finish your homework."
Now that thirty seconds had passed, they bid goodbye to the kid, each in their own way, and
walked off the balcony, dropping down in a momentary free fall.
Emir then slowed their descent with Aether, making sure that they wouldn\'t make a sound,
and landed himself and her softly on the ground.
Their feet moved quickly as they exited the courtyard they found themselves in.
In just ten seconds, they rushed past the security gate and reentered the building. With another ten, they ran past many rooms on the ground floor and reached Arthur\'s. His room neared the end of the hall, and thankfully there weren\'t any students around, so they had no reason to knock anyone out.
\'Let\'s see here...\'
While Emir brought his head closer to the door, Lyra began the telepathic countdown as only
ten seconds remained.
[Ten...]
[Nine...]
In two seconds, he confirmed that no one was inside, so he stepped back and stood next to his
partner.
[Clear.] [Eight...]
A nodding Lyra continued counting down while silently wishing that her calculations were
correct.
[Seven...]
After all, this was never done before...
[Six...]
She had nothing to back her plan.
[Five...]
No example to go off of, and no extra time.
[Four...]
So she couldn\'t help but feel nervous.
[Three...]
Yet none of that showed on her face.
[Two...]
Like the smiling Emir, she showed calm still as a clear lake.
[One...]
And now...
[Going dark.]
It was time to see the results.