Chapter 100
Chapter 100
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 100
Chapter Title: Attack, Recovery
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[Is Molrangmol Down??] [Author: Yallariyalla]
Still can't connect?
Am I just banned or something?
-Yeah, it's down for real ㅇㅇ
ㄴ(Author): Whew, not just me then
ㄴThis guy's probably up to no good and got banned
ㄴ(Author): O_O
-Haven't seen a Hunter Gallery server outage in forever
Anyone know what happened to Ret Gallery?
ㄴYeah—
ㄴYeah—
ㄴWhat's that?
ㄴLmao there's a total noob who doesn't know Ret ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
ㄴThere've been a ton of new Awakeners lately
[Which Galleries Got Hit?] [Author: I Am Expert]
Molrangmol and White Night, I think that's it?
Out of all the galleries, just those two went down.
Hmm... lol
-Who the hell attacked it lol
ㄴFr, no clue
-Han Dawn Fan #1: One more went down...
ㄴ?
ㄴHan Dawn Fan #1: Dawn Gallery got hit too...
ㄴPfft ㅋㅋㅋㅋ why's this guy so serious
ㄴDawn's kinda cute tho
ㄴYeah
ㄴThe perp's persistent af ㄷㄷㄷ even hitting random galleries?
ㄴHan Dawn Fan #1: Take that back right now
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Squeeze.
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Out of all the countless galleries, only White Night and Molrangmol were down.
I could guess who did it with my eyes closed, but that wasn't the important part right now.
Those idiots wouldn't have left any tails anyway.
"How come it's not working?"
"Ugh... hold on."
Jina hammered away at the keyboard.
Alien script popping up on the screen in rhythm. It was clearly alphabet, but I couldn't make heads or tails of it.
"......"
My brain instinctively rejected deciphering it. My forehead started throbbing, and a strangely sweet scent wafted to my nose.
This was Jina's hideout.
Thick hookah smoke billowed from her in waves, filling the dim interior.
The fan was off.
Too cold. She relied solely on the electric blanket for heat, so ventilation was like poison to her.
"Hooo........."
A long exhale unleashed a fierce cloud of smoke like dragon's breath.
Total trance. Every nerve was focused on fixing the sudden crash.
No way I could butt in and tell her to put out the hookah.
To max out her efficiency, she needed that nicotine doping.
This was probably the most focused she'd ever been in her life.
After a full 8 days of quitting cold turkey, this was her first smoke.
Definitely a career high.
Her brain must be flooding with insane dopamine right now.
Crackle......sizzle!
"Kwaaa......!"
Dopamine for the win.
I hadn't expected it'd be done in just 10 minutes after she started.
"How'd it go?"
"Dawn."
"Yeah."
She spun her chair around to face me with a twirl.
Her hand landed on my right shoulder as she continued.
"Can't recover it."
"......What?"
"We got bit by a real nasty one."
Can't recover it...?
What exactly did that mean?
Server unrecoverable, so we'd have to make a new one?
Or was it not just the server—all the data gone too?
"Let me explain. How the Molrangmol server was managed... ah, you'd never get it like that."
She knew her stuff.
No matter how technical she got, a total layman like me wouldn't understand.
Maybe plotting an easier way, she nodded a few times, then tapped the keyboard again.
Whirr!
A new window popped up on the monitor.
No expert here, but it looked like a 3D simulation program.
"Basically, the Hunter Community manages the servers."
"Yeah... makes sense?"
It was a gallery inside the Hunter Community, after all.
"So outages almost never happen. They manage 'em perfectly."
Really?
Come to think of it, I'd never had server issues using Hunter Galleries before.
"But 'what ifs' exist. Just in case, I walled off the server allocated just for Molrangmol."
Tap.
A cute Molrangmol icon sprouted walls around it. Triple-layered ones.
Molrangmol fully fortified. No one would dare invade.
But apparently, nothing was truly 'impregnable.'
Tap.
Jina hit enter, and a sharp spear pierced the walls mercilessly.
Rumble—the fortress crumbled.
The end was predictably gruesome.
Stab.
Then crackle.
Overwhelming destructive power, and Molrangmol exploded.
"That's what happened, roughly."
"......Brutal."
"My computer's totally fried because of it."
Jina pointed at the floor with her finger.
Her top-tier rig under the desk. Worth billions, her second heart, dead.
"So unrecoverable means 'cause your computer's busted?"
"Nah. The attack was a special type—data got hit too."
"No way... nothing leaked, right?"
A sudden chill hit me.
Customer personal info leaked?
Telecom leaks had dulled people's senses, but it'd still be a disaster.
Who knew.
The perp might demand cash using the data as leverage.
Heard some publisher went through that.
They hadn't backed up, paid the hacker to get it back.
"That's fine. It wiped all the data clean."
Phew. One worry down.
Wait... no.
Then wasn't all the Molrangmol membership data gone too?
'That's a huge problem.'
VIP purchases alone were in the billions. Points piled up were massive.
Plus next week's Molrang Park reservations.
How to verify who'd already booked?
That damn hacker...!
I started trembling preemptively, and Jina chuckled.
You find this funny?! In this dire situation!
"You're worrying about the weirdest stuff."
"......Huh?"
"Data's backed up, obviously. Double, triple. Who'd be dumb enough not to?"
Knew it.
Hand on heart, I'd never doubted her skills.
"Ahem! So what's next? New Molrangmol server, upload the data?"
Only solution that came to mind.
Had connections with the Hunter Association Chairman—could ask for a favor.
"That seems like a bad idea."
"Huh? Why?"
"Even if we rebuild, it'll get hit again."
"Just make stronger walls this time."
"Won't work. Info abilities are tricky like that."
She rattled off an explanation, but the gist was simple.
If an S-Rank went all-out, no defense would hold.
Weird.
Siege wars were supposed to be twice as hard for attackers.
IT world flipped the script, huh.
"Even the Association would struggle. The perp's a monster, from what I see."
Individual on par with national power.
Just like me.
My monster summoning outclassed standard S-Ranks.
Wouldn't be odd if a few others specialized like that.
The Chairman himself was similar at his peak, or so I'd heard.
"There was this mid-tier guild called Ret once... got totally wiped out."
......Scary.
Hyper-connected era made info powers terrifying.
"So we just let that scumbag run free?"
"No one knows who it is."
"Ah."
"Types like that never leave home. Attacks stay untraceable—just minimal mana to avoid tracking."
We got bitten by a real piece of work.
Ding!
[White Night: Fixed it yet?]
Right. White Night got hit too.
Maybe they found a breakthrough.
[WantToRaiseADragon: Nah. No progress.]
[White Night: Sorry. We're trying, but... recovery'll take time.]
[WantToRaiseADragon: Till it's fixed, sell everything through White Night Castle.]
[White Night: You sure? We could pause sales entirely for a bit...]
[WantToRaiseADragon: No telling when that'll be. Plus, discount event as customer compensation.]
Times like this, turn crisis to opportunity.
Short-term loss, but grab customer loyalty.
Pivotal moment now.
Made or broke the company vibe.
[White Night: Got it, we'll do that. What about Molrang Park?]
[WantToRaiseADragon: Backups for bookings, so fine. Sell remaining tickets offline, simple discount too.]
[White Night: Yes. Understood.]
Okay. Fire out for now.
"So no server fix at all? Even our own would get hit?"
"High chance."
"What's the attack method?"
"Details encrypted in mana—hard to parse. Could try, but it'd take forever."
Stuck.
Maybe summon an info-type monster for server defense.
Did those even exist?
Monsters spawned from gates.
Gates and servers.
Zero relation.
Blind creation and summoning? Tough.
As I said before, true creation rivaled god stuff.
Possible, but tons of failures.
Especially info, where I'm clueless. Might flat-out fail.
"Ughhh......"
Brain, think.
Server.
Mana-encrypted attack.
Best defense...
......
Huh?
One idea.