Chapter: 513
After agreeing to collaborate on a few challenges, Norah glanced at the time, realizing it was growing late, and gently proposed bidding farewell.
With another task demanding her attention tonight, Norah had to swiftly shift her focus away from their chat.
Exiting the hacker forum, Norah seamlessly infiltrated the network region of the Breaker, effortlessly blending into the digital landscape with precision and finesse. Next, she honed in on their chat system, the clandestine website notorious for arms trading.
Swiftly breaching its defenses, she uncovered ongoing discussions regarding the rendezvous point for the illicit transaction.
The deal was scheduled for one o'clock in the morning the following day, set to unfold at an abandoned factory nestled alongside the Rushfall River.
Norah's brow furrowed in disappointment as she realized her hopes for executing the heist tonight were dashed. It seemed she would need to exercise patience and wait until the following day.
Recognizing the skillfully crafted nature of the Breaker's chat system, designed by seasoned professionals, Norah opted for a strategic approach. To guarantee a seamless heist of the arms the following day, she discreetly planted a Trojan virus within the system, intending to address it in the days ahead.
Navigating through the secretive website, accessible only via specific usernames and passwords, Norah observed its average structure, noting numerous system vulnerabilities scattered throughout its framework.
With calculated precision, Norah injected several of her custom-made worms into the system. These subtle intrusions weren't designed to inflict significant damage but rather to disrupt the programmers ‘ would be forced to work overtime workflow, ensuring they tonight.
The Breaker's ascent and power were intricately Linked to the shadowy world of arms trading. Through shrewd dealings, they had amassed an extensive arsenal and lucratively redistributed it, accumulating an astronomical fortune in the process.
With a cold snort, Norah recalled the thirty million dollars Sean had been swindled out of, her determination hardening. Intent on exacting her revenge, she plotted to preemptively hijack the batch of arms, dealing a severe blow to the Breaker.
She swiftly navigated to the international dark web marketplace, a realm where trades primarily dealt in illicit or highly valuable commodities, setting the stage for her next move with calculated precision.
As she logged in, her eyes were immediately drawn to a prominent post on the homepage, sparking her curiosity and setting the wheels of her next endeavor into motion.
"High price purchase of Rejuvenation Powder. 1g for $6, 00, looking for bulk quantities!" The offer blared across the screen, hinting at a lucrative opportunity that piqued Norah's interest.
The sight of the buying post caused Norah's eyebrows to rise in surprise. Earlier this day, she had engaged in a discussion with Sean about the potency of Rejuvenation Powder. Now, stumbling upon a post regarding it in the depths of the black market, her curiosity deepened.
Rejuvenation Powder held an incalculable value. For mercenaries, the ultimate goal of any mission was not merely success, but survival itself.
Renowned as a miracle drug, Rejuvenation Powder was hailed for its exceptional ability to staunch bleeding. Those wounded who utilized the powder found themselves equipped to either make a swift escape or undergo a significantly accelerated recovery process.
Within the labyrinth of the black market, a plethora of goods tantalized buyers, yet distinguishing the authentic from the counterfeit proved to be a daunting task in the online realm. The pervasive risk of falling victim to scams loomed large, adding an extra layer of complexity to every transaction.
As Norah browsed through the offerings, something caught her eye, stirring a heightened sense of curiosity and intrigue.
The Snow Flower, a prized medicinal herb cultivated in the frosty, snow-clad regions, boasting effects akin to ginseng, captured Norah's attention. Renowned for its exceptional tonic properties and potent medicinal benefits, it held the promise of untold potential.
Norah scrutinized the shipping address, noting it was located in Otland, a detail that added an intriguing layer of context to her discovery.
One Snow Flower commanded a staggering price tag of around one million dollars, its delicate bloom comparable in size to that of a baby's fist. However, for a specimen as large as a woman's fist, the price could skyrocket by an additional two million dollars or more, underscoring its rarity and value in the marketplace.
It dawned on Norah that the Snow Flower could serve a dual purpose, potentially utilized for her pharmaceutical manufacturing right in Otland, a serendipitous alignment of opportunity that heightened her interest even further.
Without hesitation, she swiftly reached out to the seller, expressing her keen interest in acquiring all the Snow Flower.