Chapter 102 Primal And Cyborg

Back in the Waiting Room,

Primal and the others sat around in a circle in the common area, too excited to get some rest. It wasn't mentioned before but round two of the Inter-High will commence on the next day so they have the entire lunchtime and afternoon all for themselves. As students from the Great White Shark Academy, they didn't really have a rich background nor do they have sufficient funds so they could go outside to get some food for themselves. All of them just stayed there, awaiting the scheduled lunch to come whereas other students from other academies were heading out, getting some food while celebrating their hard-earned victory.

Well, most of them weren't really leaving to celebrate anything since most of them just lost.

It was quite ironic since Primal and the others were the real victors of the first round and yet they didn't have the luxury to celebrate. Just what they'd expect from a reform school whose currently being funded by the government. If it weren't for the Inter-High, they wouldn't even be able to experience such a luxurious place of a waiting room.

"I guess we earned it, huh. The candidates this year are a bunch of weaklings, huh." Killjoy said with a chuckle. For some odd reason, the entire group stuck to their superhero name instead of using each other's names. No one knows why but it was an order from their leader, Primal, so they had to follow it. It's not like it was harmful to all of them and it helps boost their ego by having a superhero name when they aren't even licensed superheroes yet. (They weren't the only ones thinking the same. Other schools also practiced such a thing as well.)

"No, we just didn't meet the strong ones in the first round. Those people in the United Superheroes Academy are strong, not to mention the ones from Flowing Wind Academy. I've been doing my research and there are a few characters that we need to be wary of."

While everyone was casually lounging about, Primal was taking everything seriously as he discussed things with everyone. Just like the other academies, they still didn't know what the second round is all about but it would do them good to prepare as much as they can beforehand.

"So, what do we do then?"

"Gather as much information as you can from the names I'll tell you. And then we can discuss how to deal with them. If worse comes to worst, we can use those." Primal continued.

As soon as Primal mentioned the word 'those', everyone's faces lit up and they eagerly booted up their phones and laptops, ready to obey every command coming out of Primal's lips.

"First, we have Tohka Yatogami, the very first superhero with an astral-type superpower. Then Fuuka, a space attributed superpower... then Kurayami Kurogami and Midoriyama Satoshi. There's also Aljier from the Great Mountain Academy, he was disqualified but he's the strongest in the bunch."

"Also, search up the leaders of the other schools who are in the top six. We'll have to deal with them sooner or later. BUT!"

"But?" Some of them asked, surprised.

"Prioritize looking up Midoriyama Satoshi, he's the biggest threat out of everyone in here. He may be a first-year but I've seen the kid fight. He fights like one of us reform students, not really one of them rich pampered kids."

"You say he's a kid when you're just two years older than him." Goldilocks motioned, licking a lollipop while scrolling through her phone. "Everyone's seen his fight against the Slime Aliens, right? That was pretty cool for a debut. Then there's his fight with Hiroshi as well, you know, that kid with earth and fire elements."

"Yeah, does anyone know what his superpower is?" Primal asked,

Ding!

In a split second, as soon as the doorbell rang, Primal was already in front of the door as if he teleported there. He then opened the door as the fragrant scent of food entered his nostrils. "Room service." The man on the other side mentioned with a calm tone. He was trying to be professional at all costs, adjusting his bow tie with his free hand while maintaining his straight posture, all the while holding the food he brought for everyone.

Well, he was holding a cart, it's not like he was carrying a tray of food for eight people.

"Thank you," Primal said with a smile before pulling the cart inside the room. He then gently closed the door.

"Food's arrived."

As if on cue, everyone stopped what they were doing and they gathered around once again. This time they were more attentive than before and they eagerly waited while Primal served the food. No one spoke nor uttered a single sound but some of them could've sworn that the other's stomach was rumbling. No one reacted to anything though, their eyes just fixated on their food like ravenous wolves catching sight of their dinner.

A few moments later, they were eating with great gusto and the food was vacuumed out of the plates. It didn't even take them a whole two minutes before the food was gone. They weren't complaining though since it helped satiate their hunger for lunch. While everyone rubbed their stomach, they stared back at Primal who seemed to be typing away at his computer as soon as he finished eating.

"Cyborg, you know what to do, right?" Primal said out of the blue, making Cyborg stand up in response even though he wasn't told to stand up. He wanted to show that he was paying attention to the leader even though they just finished eating.

"Don't be so stiff, just do as you were taught."

Cyborg nodded and went straight to his computer and phone which was tucked in the corner of the room. "Are you sure we have to do this? Can't we just watch him during the second round to see what his superpower really is? Besides, we have a lot of materials on youtube already."

"Yes, we have to make sure. Don't question me, Cyborg."

"Yes, leader."

Without further ado, Cyborg accessed his computer and opened up a website known to a lot of people. On the upper right of the website was a logo that said 'SAO' and on the homepage was a brief introduction of the identity of the site. One would immediately know that Cyborg was accessing the main SAO site so he could peer into the archives.

'If I get caught, I'll be dead meat for sure. But I guess I don't really have to think about all that. I'm the Cyborg, there's no way they can detect me.'

Now, just like any other website affiliated with the government, the Superhero Assembly Organization uses top-notch security in its websites so that a normal human wouldn't be able to peer into the sensitive information stored within. But then again, it's not like all of that sensitive information are inaccessible. With the right tools and knowledge, one could grab hold of that information if they were skillful enough. The internet, after all, has never been a safe place when it comes to storing information. If the government really wanted to keep their secrets under wraps, then they should have written them on paper and had them locked somewhere in a vault.

Cyborg then pressed his index finger on the USB Port and in an instant, his finger transformed into weird little wires which then interconnected with each other to replicate a USB. Cyborg was then flooded with a lot of information but thanks to his advanced artificial system brain, he didn't go into overdrive while reading through the influx of information.

"As I thought, their website uses an overlayed-three-factor authentication. One is locked behind a computer server, which is then locked on a single master computer, and then a master phone. These passwords change every three seconds as well so I have to crack the first password and try to input the next two before they showed up so the time limit of three seconds wouldn't trigger an alarm after I unlocked the first authentication." Cyborg lengthily explained to everyone while biting his lips. This was the hardest task he'd ever encountered in his life as a certified hacker.

"You mean there are three passwords that change every three seconds and you have to crack them before the three seconds are up to get in, right?" Primal surmised. "Get on with it then instead of running that mouth of yours with all those complicated information."

"I mean, this would be a bit challenging for me but it's doable." Cyborg continued. "The only thing is... there's no turning back once we get in. Are you sure about this, leader?"

"Yes, I know you can safely get out of there before you trigger any alarms. Also, we'd simply cut you off if you ever failed."

"I guess we think alike, leader," Cyborg said with a grin as he went on with his job.

Three.

Two.

One.

Click!

Before the three seconds were up, Cyborg got in and he immediately got Midoriyama Satoshi's file before he was locked out of the archives once again.

However, his face quickly turned into disappointment as he saw Satoshi's records.

"Nothing, his superpowers aren't here. In fact, there's no information about him at all!" Cyborg announced in confusion.