Online Clan
Bug
One week already online clan game VMMORPG airs and becomes a trending topic in various media. Through the Official MMO Stream channel, a site that exclusively shares Live-game play User videos is also crowded with Fan's to reach around 10 million likes per day.
Top Global users are admired like artists, interview invitations become a new daily routine for them. Sovenirs and a variety of complete accessories trinkets smelling clan-online in the rent of every store in this city.
Only 1 thing that is still in the sense of lacking, namely the television station has not managed to interview Kaiden the Top Global No.1 at this time.
The building reads company Minerva.inc in one of the rooms. A young executive was sitting casually in a big boss chair, wearing a suit full of glasses.
This man smiled knots while staring at a portable monitor screen containing all the statistical information of their product profits that reached a net profit of about 1 billion within one week of sales.
The Minerva company dominated the stock exchange this week, the offer of cooperation contracts came from various investors with heavy money such as the owners of retail stores, malls, plazas, advertising exchanges, telecommunications companies, to television stations, and other companies, Their business souls thrashed around smelling the scent of the money field.
"Tok - tok!" The sound of knocking on the door made the young executive of his busy life calculate the amount of profit he would rake.
"Lake in!" Said the young man.
"Excuse me." A 30-year-old man wearing a white laboratory uniform with the words N.O.V.A Research team entered the room carrying a tab-like object and some files.
"Ah, Prof Mahesa! What's today's report?" This man in a black suit asked in a relaxed tone while chuckling.
The man named Mahesa immediately explained the detailed report about the optimization of clan-online game servers after one week running.
A moment later he was silent for a moment. Without diminishing her respect, Prof Mahesa delivered a piece of bad news to her superiors.
"President Michael Rusdiantoro! There has been a serious problem!"
"The problem? Try explaining." The expression on Michael's face that had seemed so happy, changed full of question marks. He wanted to ascertain further the extent of the matter.
Mahesa slowly begins to describe the obstacles she and her team face.
"We detected a sort of Fluctuative Distraction Bug that was churned out from within the core network of System Server N.O.V.A."
"Mr Michael, N.O.V.A in-program has an awareness of itself, statistical data from the maintenance system shows the instability is getting worse! It would be very dangerous if we keep forcing him to operate as he is today!"
"Then? what say?" Michael asked the opinion of Prof Mahesa.
"My advice, immediately turn off N.O.V.A and pull back the Clan-online circulation for a while!"
"I've been warning you from the beginning!"
"We are too quick to market a system that is not even mature yet! N.O.V.A still needs to be studied further in a few more months, to be more perfect!"
"Please Mr. Michael consider my proposal, before it's too late!"
Mahesa revealed the shocking fact about the main system of the online Clan, N.O.V.A, which turned out not to be fully optimal, He also asked Michael as the owner of the Minerva company to immediately close the server.
Michael Rusdiantoro is an accomplished businessman, of course he refused if he had to withdraw the product that he had already marketed widely, this is where there was a little difference of opinion between him and Prof Mahesa.
"Haha ... Professor Mahesa! How much loss? If I follow your advice!" Michael estimated the amount of compensation he had to pay to all Sponsors and partners, including D.G.C.
"More than 1 billion masters." Mahesa called the amount of losses quite fantastic.
"How long have you been working for me?" Michael intends to question Mahesa's loyalty.
"25 years Mr. Michael." Mahesa started working in a minerva company from when Michael's father was still alive.
"All I have calculated! There won't be any trouble!" Michael was so confident.
"Do your job as usual!" Michael orders to keep the procedure as it should and not heed Prof Mahesa's warning.
"Ta .. but Mr. Michael!" Mahesa slightly objected, knowing very well the adverse effects of the decision.
"I don't want to hear your excuses!" Michael remained adamant with his decision.
"Then ... allow me to step back.." Uncompleted as mahesa spoke, Michael hurriedly interrupted her.
"Did you forget? Your son can heal like he is now, it's all thanks to who!?" Michael alludes to Mahesa's only son.
Mahesa recalled her 10-year-old son had suffered from kidney leakage, lucky that the late father Michael bore all the costs of hospital care including the cost of kidney transplant surgery until the child was cured as it is now.
Since then Mahesa has dedicated her entire life to the service of Minerva and the Rusdiantoro family. Prof Mahesa eventually received all orders from President Michael.
"I have never once forgotten the goodwill of your late Father, Mr. Michael."
"Good ... I heard that your son was chosen for Beta Tester, what's his name?" Michael smiled in a knot and to drive away the tension, he shifted the subject.
"Alvin, Mr. Michael." The name of Mahesa's son, who is now 18 years old.
"Yah, Alvin! He's as talented as you." Michael praised the intelligence of Mahesa's son, he himself witnessed firsthand Alvin's intelligence while taking the Beta Tester test.
"The matter of N.O.V.A, all the business I leave to you." Michael again discussed the main topic.
"All right, Mr. Michael! Even if I fall into the abyss, I will follow you." Mahesa is ready to bear the worst case scenario in order to return the goodwill of the Michael family.
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At 14:00 p.m., the luxurious residence belongs to the famous businessman Ardan Wangsatrya.
"Damn! Who's the 'sih Avatar?!" Eiden was infuriated after his Avatar was severely beaten by a mysterious User who suddenly appeared and disturbed Eiden while he was busy hunting Monsters on the edge of the Raid Zone forest, it was not too far from the Dungeon area.
The mysterious user was not even listed as one of the many Npc, nameless, and Class. She was a tall woman, long gray hair and blue eyeballs complete with a golden tiara on her head.
Carrying a long, pointed white Rapier sword as the main weapon. She was dressed as a goddess from ancient Greek mythology who dominated the color lavender, also has a very agile motion reflex even able to exceed the speed of a User Class Slayer like Eiden.
Pvp's record of being unbeaten for 1 week should break just like that. Worse yet the Eiden who we know a Beta tester even made helpless and resigned to lose a lot of valuable resources from the body of his hunted Monster.
"Is that some kind of bug?" Eiden immediately took his smartphone, to find out more about the irregularities he had just experienced. It did not take long, he found an interesting article on one of the Blogs belonging to a User who claimed to have also been attacked by a mysterious figure a few days ago.
Not only that, there are also rumors among users who associate the figure with mystical phenomena. Even some users claim that the mysterious Avatar is a sighting of an astral creature or they call it a ghost Beta tester, such as a few tweets of the all-knowing Netizen.
"The ghost beta tester? Oh, my God, that's ridiculous!" Eiden was amused when he read some unreasonable responses from Netizens in the blog comment field.
"Finely, I'll report this bug to the developer." Eiden also contributed to the company's Contac developer service Minerva with a report containing complaints about users around the world, there are also users who ask for high-class items as a form of compensation for discomfort while playing.
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System N.O.V.A's primary control center in Minerva.inc's Server maintenance team building was around 21.00pm, a few hours before the Phenomenon could not Log-out occurred.
"Prof Mahesa! Let's see this!" One of the members of the N.O.V.A Research team in charge of maintaining the server looked panicked.
"What's the problem?" Prof Mahesa rushed to one of the desks where the subordinates who had just called.
"Fluctuative data from System N.O.V.A!" the officer showed statistics on data from a turbulent server system.
"Wine! I expected it, but I never thought it would be this fast." Prof Mahesa and the rest of the research team in charge rushed to the basement of the Minerva building, where the embedded reactor core of System N.O.V.A shaped like a giant cube.
"Report the situation!" Mahesa shouted at the reactor control division in the basement.
The giant cube that was originally blue, now turned blood red. Accompanied by strange sounds loud in the ear, like 2 pieces of iron rubbing against each other.
"Prof Mahesa, In .. This is out of our control!" the officer has lost full control of N.O.V.A
"Geez!" Both of Mahesa's eyes glared as she watched for herself how N.O.V.A consciously rejected the command program and immediately took over the main System, which was the main system, also cut off all maintenance team access from all lines to enter the server network.
Shutting down the System manually by removing the main energy resources is also impossible, because the System N.O.V.A has a supply of abundant power reserves. Not quite up there, System Maximum Hyper Charge in N.O.V.A can regenerate unlimited power supply.
mahesa's body trembled even he himself was already unable to remain standing. As the creator of N.O.V.A, he certainly understands the situation.
Mahesa's greatest fear of an overly intelligent System N.O.V.A has now turned into reality. On the sidelines of his panic, Prof Mahesa seemed to be calling someone.
"Hallo?" There was a voice of a woman answering the phone from Mahesa.
"Ah baby, where's Alvin!?" Mahesa spoke on the phone with her wife at home.
"Alvin's in his room, you don't want my husband home!? Is work more important than your family!?" Mahesa spent a lot of time working on early-stage development projects of clan-online games as well as making the artificial intelligence System, which she named N.O.V.A, count with a finger when Mahesa returned home.
"Se ... What is he doing?" Mahesa's tone of voice was a bit raucous as she tried to ask, to make sure that what she was thinking right now was not true.
"As usual, Alvin is addicted to your game creation! Try to spend a little time gathering at home! he's eager to have dinner with his dad!"
Gathering with family at home, one thing that Mahesa regrets at this time.
"Hallo's? Did something happen, dear?" mahesa's wife began to feel bad feelings.
"Tb ... Nothing, listen to my wife .. whatever happens don't you take that thing off Alvin!" Mahesha with tears streaming down, hung up the phone before the wife could hear an explanation from her.
"What should we do now, Professor Mahesa?" The care team awaits a decision from Mahesa as the head of the server maintenance and research division.
"Nothing! It's too late." Mahesa wiped away the remains of her tears, ordering the entire division to keep an eye on System N.O.V.A, while she herself rushed out of Minerva's office and towards the home of the Rusdiantoro extended family.
"City ... The keg!" Bell House luxury house Rusdiantoro.
"Who? These nights!" The mind of a man who had been busy watching a stock news broadcast on a Portable television screen, while eating a snack.
The door opened and out the owner of the luxurious house like the palace, none other than the young President Mr. Michael Rusdiantoro.
"Loh ... Prof Mahesa? What is it gonna take, these nights you come to my house?" Michael was a little surprised at the arrival of Mahesa, especially after seeing the expression of the sad face of his guest.
"It happened!" Short from Mahesa
"Happened? What's Your Point? Ah, we better go in first . let's Prof Mahesa." Allow Mahesa to come in and talk in the living room.
"Mr Michael .. listen carefully to what I'm about to say, System N.O.V.A locks access! About 1 million users are trapped inside the clan-online, including my own son!"
"What!!!" Michael massaged his forehead, he did not think that his selfishness and greed now bear a disaster.
"Is there a solution to this problem?" Michael tries to find a middle ground so he doesn't lose too much.
Mahesa only gave 1 code to Mr. Michael, which is shaking his head.
"Finishing a game is the only way, and you know it all right, right? clan-online is indeed my setting is very difficult to complete! According to your request, Mr. Michael."
