Athanasia: My Hacker System

Chapter 347: Hacking Needs Mana

[Ding! Hacking is successful!]

"Hahaha, nothing can stand against me!"

Upon his return to the site, he found the battlefield eerily silent. It seemed the surviving Demons and Dragons were too preoccupied with their own licking wounds or other stuff to bother burying their fallen kin.

The result of his risk was staggering. Thousands of combatants had fallen in the meat grinder, and John had claimed the spoils of every single corpse he could find.

John couldn’t yet decipher the hierarchy represented by the hues, but he knew that red colour usually denoted high level or rarity.

According to Zingy, the total detachment force of the Demons numbered over twenty thousand strong. For a race that operated on such a massive scale, losing ten percent of their landing force, roughly two thousand individuals, was a sting, but hardly a crippling blow. However, the math for the Dragons was far more dire.

That explained their sudden, decisive retreat following the human withdrawal; they couldn’t accept losing more of their limited numbers in a fruitless battle.

He turned his focus toward one of the large, golden Dragon scales he had pulled from his inventory. He prepared his Shell ability and the stored simple hacking program that had never failed him before.

"Interesting," John said, his competitive spirit ignited. If the Dragons had built a strong wall, he would simply use a bigger hammer.

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It wasn’t that his hacking skills were insufficient; it was that the new world items required Mana to actually succumb to him and open their secrets. Seeing this result made John realise something. "It seems my system is operating separately from the laws of the world here."

This time, the reaction was instantaneous. As the program ran, the surrounding rocks erupted in a blinding blue light. The discharge was so powerful that it painted the sky of the zone in a neon hue, drawing eyes from miles away.

The sight spoke for itself. They didn’t need to ask to understand what they were looking at.

John simply nodded, his eyes still glued to his Shell interface. "The battlefield was left littered with thousands of pieces of precious loot. Why wouldn’t I go back? It would be a crime to leave those resources to rot."

"You used your illusion trick again, didn’t you?" Ricky asked, shaking his head with a wry smile. It was becoming clear that John was evolving into something far beyond a standard Anomaly. He was becoming a force of nature.

"Did you take a glimpse yet? What do they have?" Luke asked, easily bypassing the topic of John’s daring solo adventure.

"I didn’t," John replied, his eyes focusing on the Shell interface without blinking. "Let me first take care of opening these treasure chests, then let’s start going through everything they contain. One step at a time."