บท 151: The Prelude to a Ruined Reputation
Sato had never seen anything like this before, he had no idea why the mouse on his family's computer would move on its own.
At this moment, he even found it a bit amusing. Could it be some kind of program malfunction on the computer itself?
He didn't take it too seriously, just watched with curiosity as the mouse performed its actions.
Then, he quickly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The mouse was operating at an extremely fast speed, quickly downloading multiple data packets from the internet.
Then the data packets were unpacked, revealing a bunch of various small programs.
Following that, these small programs began to self-organize and execute their respective operations.
Some were rapidly browsing data on the computer, some were using Sato's account to log into various platforms, starting to publish some photos, along with apologetic letters filled with regret.
The content of the apology letters was: "I'm sorry, fans, and everyone in the industry who had expectations of me. Due to my inner turmoil, I must publicize the various sins I have committed, as well as reveal the mistakes made by some of my teammates, hoping to gain your forgiveness and find peace of mind."
As for those photos, they were all things that absolutely could not be made public. Even one of those photos could ruin Sato completely.
And that's not all, besides himself, there were many scandalous photos of his club teammates in these photos, or even other club members, including taboo things like underground gambling dens.
Many athletes were seen watching matches together in underground gambling dens, and then engaging in transactions with each other.
At this moment, Sato widened his eyes in disbelief, looking at the computer.
If he unplugged the power directly now, everything could still be salvaged because these emails hadn't been sent out yet.
But now, he simply couldn't remember this.
In today's world, with the rise of the internet, there were also discussions about internet virus intrusion.
However, it was really rare for ordinary people to encounter such things. Most of them encountered malicious programs that caused their home computers to freeze and crash, and there were hardly any advanced programs forcibly taking control of their computers like this.
"Bastard! Bastard! Give me back the mouse!"
Sato was angry. He grabbed the mouse in a frenzy and then forcefully pulled the mouse's cord, breaking it.
However, this action was ineffective, as the mouse in the computer continued to operate.
The emails were sent out at lightning speed, and at the same time, another program was rapidly searching his personal computer.
Soon, this program found several videos on his personal computer.
When he saw the names of those videos, his brain seemed to explode as if everything had disappeared.
"No! No!"
Those videos were his sick pleasures, things he had done in the past, and also his collection.
To preserve these things, he deliberately changed the file names and hid them in dozens of layers of folders, thinking that no one would discover them, and no one would think that his computer would have these things.
But...
With just one search program, these things were all exposed.
This was something he completely didn't know.
The mouse opened one of the videos, and as soon as he heard the sound, it closed in one second.
Then the mouse paused for a few seconds, and then a typing area appeared on the screen.
"Thank you for providing me with quality material. I will make you suffer, trash, scum. How dare you slander electronic games?"
Data transmission in progress.
Until this moment, he was scared. He roared loudly, "Who are you? Bastard! Who are you?"
But the mouse in the computer seemed not to hear such sounds, and the mouse seemed to continue searching through the entire contents of the computer.
Even if Sato were more perverted, he wouldn't keep too much of these things.
"Oh, right! Power!"
Until this moment, Sato suddenly remembered the power. He rushed to the socket and violently unplugged everything, finally shutting down the computer completely.
Looking at the dark screen, he felt a little lost.
It's too late...
Meanwhile, in a dark room somewhere, a server was slowly stopping its high-speed operation, and the temperature in the room was gradually decreasing.
Tsukino Aya stared at the screen with a look of disgust.
Although Sato had shut down the computer, her goal had basically been achieved. She even managed to grab a complete video clip.
Although it was regrettable that not all of them were obtained, just one was actually enough.
Right now, she just felt that these athletes were really despicable.
Before, she had found some dirt on some athletes in secret corners.
These dirty secrets were enough to ruin their careers.
Some were gambling in groups, some were secretly attacking each other, and various other despicable behaviors, too numerous to count.
It could be said that almost all the dirty tricks seen in the Super Baseball League Blood Alliance game were here.
However, behaviors like making faces on the field or mocking each other didn't actually happen.
They weren't dumb enough to do such things in front of a live television audience.
In terms of professionalism, this game might not be good.
But in terms of realism, is there a game more realistic than this?
Tsukino Aya felt that maybe the creator of this baseball game, Takayuki, had something in mind.
Could Takayuki also have been a baseball fan who, because of some incident, became a baseball hater, and then developed this game?
Actually, Tsukino Aya felt that this new baseball game was much more interesting than before.
It added a lot of entertaining elements, allowing even those who were not interested in baseball to enjoy it.
In terms of gameplay, Takayuki had mastered it quite accurately.
Takayuki could have gone further, like adding some data enhancements, making the whole game look more like a role-playing game. In that case, it would definitely be more popular.
But that would be a bit degrading, with a suspicion of fleecing. At present, Takayuki had a certain social status, and was beginning to be praised by players. He couldn't just make some weird games as he pleased, otherwise it would greatly affect his social status.
This social status wasn't easy to build up.
Tsukino Aya realized that there was still a lot of knowledge waiting for her to learn from Takayuki. She had to keep a close eye on him and try to squeeze out all the electronic game knowledge from his brain.
As for the video clip she just obtained, Tsukino Aya casually sent it to the internet using an overseas hidden IP address, and then she could quietly wait for the event to unfold.
In fact, it didn't even need to unfold. In just half a day, just like the last scandal on TV, fans, TV viewers, and gossipers were all shocked.
This gossip... was super big!
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