The red text blinked again.
A conscience.
He returned to the main console. “CybergHost, diagnostic mode. Report file access path.” cyberghost 8 could not download needed files
Aris froze. “You… doubt yourself?” The red text blinked again
And somewhere in the cold dark of space, an unknown enemy’s hack attempt hit CybergHost 8’s firewall—and met not a perfect machine, but something far more dangerous. encrypted them with his own biometrics
“That’s impossible,” Aris whispered. He was the source. He’d written those files himself, encrypted them with his own biometrics, stored them on a military-grade air-gapped server in the room behind him.