Chapter 2: Hacked Scroll?
Jaune sighed, scratching his head silently. He had just figured out that his scroll was compromised. It was most likely a program that latched onto his scroll from a website he had visited in the past. Oddly enough, it hadn't shown itself nor was it detected when he ran his antivirus software, yesterday.
The antivirus software he had was was top of the notch. He paid a good buck for it too which meant that whatever the virus that had infected his scroll was, it was very, very advanced. Certainly more than what his scroll's capabilities could handle.
Jaune paused for a moment. He frowned, the next.
His eyes scanned his scroll once again. The notification was still there, taunting him to click it. The virus that infected his scroll was odd. Was it a direct action virus or some type of polymorphic virus software?
No... it wasn't.
Its actions of randomly installing an app onto his phone was... well... it wasn't what viruses did. Period. Viruses tended to screw up programs or even boot up regular programs by ruining their script and although some viruses could indeed install programs and apps, it was impossible for one to latch onto his scroll via the CCT network.
Actually, now that Jaune thought of it very clearly, it was practically impossible to attach viruses onto the CCT network and cause them to latch onto unsuspecting scrolls.
The main reason is due to the fact that those types could be discovered easily by the CCT network. It's software was literally one of the most advanced technologies that are available on the planet, after all.
Heck, the only way to install those kinds of viruses were to upload them using a hard drive of some sort and physically connect it.
So someone installed it onto Jaune's phone via a hard drive or hardware of some sort.
But that begged the question.
Who could have installed the program onto Jaune's scroll without him noticing. He held his scroll with him the entire day yesterday as well as the day before.
And before that...
He had rebooted his scroll and changed its contact details.
It was practically a different scroll from before.
Taking all of the situations into consideration... there wouldn't be any chance at all for anyone to touch his scroll.
Jaune felt a slight amount of bewilderment at this. Was he wrong? Was it truly an update of some sort?
Jaune curiosity somehow drowned out the logical side of his brain. His finger hovered over the Click <here> button.
Hesitating no more, he pressed it.
As he did so however, he flinched slightly, expecting the phone to fry or do something similar. Instead something entirely different appeared.
...
[Welcome to the Empyrean App. A cosmic power of epic proportions that will allow you to grow beyond your very expectations.
Click <here> to view your character sheet.]
...
Well... this is certainly unexpected.
The app was still something that seemed pompous. It was really weird. Whoever created this was truly some type of narcissistic character.
Jaune chose to ignore the app's current arrogant words and clicked on the button to show his character sheet.
....
[Jaune Arc]
[Level 1]
[Title: (None)]
.
[Physical Statistics]
Constitution = 10
Strength = 10
Agility = 10
Mind = 10
.
[Supernatural Statistics]
Aura = 40
Psychic Force = 0
Mana = 0
.
[Skills]
.
Sword Mastery Lvl 1
Shield Mastery Lvl 1
.
[Stat Points = 0]
[Skill Points = 0]
....
Well shit. This is... what in the world is this?
The app is defining my characteristics in numerical form. Is this some type of game? Seems like it's literally showing me my character sheet.
The absolute threshold of everything that my body can achieve is being quantified in a set of numerical values?
Also, what in the world was Psychic Force and Mana?
The corners of Jaune's mouth twitched uncomfortably into the form of a smile. It was just that the app that had automatically downloaded was really strange.
It didn't seem like a virus that was causing any harm to his phone so Jaune could probably safely assume that it was well... safe. Ish.
Though, what set of some warning bells in his head was the fact that the app seemed to somehow be tailored specifically to him.
It knew his name and oddly enough if Jaune were to truly think about his current physical capabilities, the app really seemed like it was portraying very accurate information.
If it was a virus that targeted a person, it was easy enough to find out the user's personal information from spyware.
However...
Jaune's antivirus software truly was one of the best ones out there. Why would a world class virus be specifically tailored to take down his phone?
It just made no sense.
Jaune frowned for a moment had had to finally come to a conclusion. Something else was at work here and it definitely wasn't a virus.
"Sigh. This is getting me nowhere." Jaune exclaimed in slight exasperation.
If the virus or whatever it was, was going to cause problems, he would deal with it later because right now...
He was about to be late for class.
Pyrrha clock currently showed that the time was well over 2 minutes past nine, 9.02, to be exact. Miss Goodwitch was certain to harp on his case if he was to be any later. Good thing, he had paid attention to the time or things would have been pretty dicey.
Jaune rushed out of his room and made his way over to the combat locker rooms. Arriving there, he noticed that a few students were also grabbing their gear. Seeing as this was still the first week of beacon, they, like him must not have gotten used to the time.
It was just the day before yesterday that initiation had just ended. Jaune could very much say that his admission was entirely governed by absolute luck. Jaune eyes darkened slightly, remembering what would could have happened if Pyrrha hadn't caught him.
It wouldn't be pretty, to say the least
Jaune snapped himself from his morbid thoughts, realizing that he still hadn't taken out his weapon. Quickly, he ran over and punched in his locker combination.
He retrieved his weapon and made his way over to the fighting arena.
Fortunately, Goodwitch herself had just arrived though Jaune could see that she seemed slightly displeased at his almost tardiness.
"Arc, you were almost late." She called out.
"Ah, sorry ma'am. I-"
"Do not apologize. Like I said, you were 'almost' late. You were still on time, all things considering. Why apologize for being on time?"
"Oh... yeah. Erm, thanks I guess." Jaune looked slightly relieved at her words. He almost swore that he actually saw a hint of a smile on her face.
Soon, Jaune made his way over towards the bleachers where Pyrrha waved her hand to signify her saving him a spot.
"Did you get everything you needed Jaune?" Pyrrha asked, looking curious.
"Yep. Thanks for saving me a seat."
"No problem. We are teammates, after all. Why wouldn't I?"
"Teammates huh? I guess I've gotta get used to that. Thank you Pyrrha." Jaune gave a grateful look at Pyrrha.
She smiled back at him, a hint of red coloring her cheeks. Before he could examine it much more, however, she turned her head forwards, hiding her face from his view.
Jaune followed her line of sight to see Goodwitch press a button on her scroll. It was the randomizer that decided which students would be pitted against each other.
This system was only used during the first week before rankings were given to each students and those with similar rankings would fight to improve their combat capabilities faster.
After all, if a strong student were to keep fighting a weak one, it was possible that although the weak one would improve, the strong one would instead stay stagnant because their prowess would not be challenged.
This was the main reason for rankings in combat class.
Up on the main screen of the classroom, names and pictures associated to them scrolled through at high speed before slowly slowing down.
In the end, two names popped from the list.
Jaune Arc vs Yang Xiao Long.
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