Varian tapped on his throne-like chair and hummed a tone before checking the hologram in front of him.
His shoulders dropped and he went back to humming before looking at the hologram again.
After doing this too many times, he scrunched his brows and opened his mouth.
"No, master." Boo stopped him. "No news from real Enigma, yet."
Varian sighed and stood up, stretching his body. He said. "This anticipation is killing me. I'll be in the training room. Call me after you verify it's her."
He walked into a black room in the distance.
It was built from a rare metal foreign to solar system. It could withstand his attacks without a scratch.
Of course, Boo had many rooms like this one.
If Varian himself could not control the ghost ship, he would refrain from entering this room.
Because….
Bam!
As he stepped in, the door shut and Varian punched the walls in the next moment.
Clang!
Varian couldn't even make a dent.
"If I was imprisoned here, I could never get out." He muttered. But he can control the ghost ship himself, so there was no such fear.
'It's a pity to waste this feature.' Varian shook his head.
An idea started to brew in his mind.
Shrugging off the thoughts, he sat down cross legged. A pile of aura crystals surrounded him along with a certain not so safe jacket.
The aura crystals started to shake and Varian slowly dived into practice.
*** *** ***
On the other hand, Boo waited for a few more hours before starting the process.
There were millions of replies to Varian's post—all claiming they were Enigma.
These fakes had one of two goals.
(1) Contact Dreamer
(2) Stop Dreamer from reaching Enigma
Naturally, this was a directed effort by the army, prime families and other powers.
That was to be expected.
None of these powers would want unstable and unknown elements like Enigma and Dreamer, much less let the two of them meet.
Varian knew all this, so he entrusted the issue to his capable ghost AI.
Boo calmly traced back the origins of each of the posts.
Many from military districts, prime families properties and other powers' locations.
It blacklisted all messages from these places. Under its prowess, they couldn't fake their location.
Suddenly, the millions of messages died out and only some thirty thousand messages were sent.
Boo began to trace their source and find the information of the sender. Any device had a camera, and every human was registered in the Federation's database.
In that way, Boo eliminated ten thousand more, leaving only twenty thousand messagers.
But it soon encountered a problem, these people started to use face masks and devices registered on some other's name.
These devices had no information to verify their identity.
So, Boo simply scanned their surroundings with high precision satellites and found the clues related to their identities.
The video surveillance of the surroundings recorded their arrival. Boo simply traced back. For most, it found their origin place.
But for some, they disguised themselves in places without any surveillance.
"Damn!" Boo sighed.
Five thousand out.
Fifteen thousand left.
Now this was a hurdle.
All of them were having a technocrat. They also all posted some video of Enigma.
Her killing an Abyssal or someone from Shadow Order as "proof".
Boo hacked through all the devices guarded by level 7 and level 8 technocrats.
Even then, it could not verify their identities. They were completely hidden.
The Level 9 Technocrats, the current Boo couldn't hack them.
With fifteen thousand shortlisted, Boo reached a stop.
As expected.
"Phase 1 complete. Initiating Phase 2." Boo said.
Boo sent an individual message to all of these fifteen thousand accounts.
>> Where did Enigma appear on 45th of 7th Month?
"?!"
The fifteen thousand people that were smug about deceiving Dreamer so far were dumfounded.
How the fuck were they supposed to know?
But these fifteen thousand were all from powerful backgrounds. So they had the ability to investigate.
Just…
>> Answer in 1 minute.
Kacha!
"Fuck!" A young master of Trade Union smashed his tablet on the ground.
He could investigate, but with his contacts, he would not be able to do that in a minute.
"Argh! You arrogant son of a bitch!" The young master cursed in rage.
He was so close….yet he missed the chance.
Frustration. Anger. Helplessness.
It was like missing lottery's first prize by one digit.
Not just here, but across the federation, thousands of devices were smashed.
Boo did not give a fuck and simply shortlisted the ones that answered correctly.
Four thousand.
>> To kill Astor clan, how many Level 8s did Enigma bring?
It was zero.
The count went down to one thousand.
>> What was the name of the boy Enigma saved in Roxana's lab?
It was actually a girl. Her name was Sia.
Enigma and only a few extremely powerful people would know this answer.
The count dropped to a hundred.
As expected only a few knew this. And it was likely that they were sharing the answer with others.
"Now we're talking." Boo's lips curled up.
>> Post a video of yourself, with something other than fighting.
After a minute or two, the hundred people posted the videos.
All of them showed Enigma. She was clad in black from head to toe. Only her bright eyes and beautiful hair could be seen.
In some videos, she was walking on a field of corpses. In others, she was instructing the members of Shadow Guardians.
But all of them looked like the real deal.
"….this is why master says you should not trust online dating these days. Everything can be faked." Boo sighed and started to verify the videos one by one.
Videos were much harder to fake.
But if the one doing it was a skilled technocrat, it was a different matter.
Besides, unlike the previous Charles video which was almost ten minutes long, each of these was very short.
The longer the video, the difficult it was to cover up.
Still, Boo had a hard time verifying the authenticity of hundred videos in a short time.
Because it needed to maintain the image of 'Sovereign Technocrat', the verification must be quick.
That was the reason Boo did not ask everyone to post videos since the beginning even though it could've done the job.
It kept decreasing the numbers and brought them down to the lowest level where it could verify them quick enough.
All the questions were also aimed for the same thing.
But its efforts paid off.
While maintaining the mysterious image, it found who it was looking for.
*** *** ***
"Master, I found Enigma." Boo's voice woke up Varian from his training.
"Oh!" Varian hurriedly stood up and eagerly said. "Let's go!"
With a thought, the door to training room opened and Varian dashed out.
"Master! Maintain your image! You are not Varian now, but Dreamer." Boo exhorted.
"R-Right!" Varian stopped in his tracks. "Set up a meeting with her after 15 minutes."
He showered and changed into his official Dreamer costume.
The count down on the hologram was slowly going down from 60, 59, 58…
Meanwhile, Varian glanced at his status.
[Body Path (Enhanced) Level 5: 310/2000 (+10)
Space Path Level 4: 30/1000 (+30)
Lightning Path Level 4: 415/1000 (+15)
Morpher Path Level 3: 330/400 (+30)
Mind Path Level 3: 30/400 (+30)]
Varian nodded in satisfaction and took a deep breath.
"Master, three, two, one—Go!"