Out of the Shadows: Tilda’s Brilliant Second Life
Chapter 570 Her Luck
"What word?"
"Mission is done. Files are already on the main server. This drive is the backup. I was heading over to give it to you."
Tilda tossed the USB to Benedict.
He caught it, eyes flashing. "Wait, you didn't even work a full day yet. How the hell did you wrap up so fast?"
"I told them to grab food and rest. But once we dug into that organization, we saw too much sick stuff. They were furious. Nobody cared about breaks–we just wanted to crush those bastards. Adrenaline carried us through."
Her eyes grew gentle as she watched her four teammates who were fast asleep, scattered across the office. Even after everything they’d seen in this messed-up world as hackers, they still fought with pure passion. Tilda felt a rush of gratitude. Building this squad and finding people like them was pure luck. They had skill, energy, followed orders, and never betrayed anyone. But the real deal was their heart. They genuinely cared about people. In a place so rotten, they were like shining gems untouched by the dirt. That was what mattered most.
Staying decent in a place like that and still being good at the job? Nearly impossible. Most folks spent their whole lives hoping to find teammates like that, and Tilda just happened to land them. She felt like her team was a straight-up gift from above.
Benedict grinned widely. "Hah! Looks like I win this round!"
"No way. You guys broke into their system in less than a day? That's insane…"
Now, it was everyone else’s turn to be floored. Nobody thought that Comet Squad would not only pull it off but do it that quickly. Weren’t they worried about getting caught or screwing up? And hacking that fast? Even the so-called geniuses who lived on computers had to admit they couldn’t keep up.
"You live, come with me to the office. Let's check what the Comet Squad dug up."
Wesley tossed out the order and walked off with his laptop.
The rest snapped out of their daze and rushed after him. "Wait for us, Mr. Wesley!"
Benedict shot Tilda a huge thumbs-up. "You totally made me shine this time."
Tilda squinted with a dangerous spark. "So you bet on whether we'd nail it or not, didn't you?"
"Come on, no way. You're my handpicked squad of elites. If you messed up, it'd drag me down too. Your effort is my pride and my peace of mind. Keep it up!"
He patted her shoulder, laughed it off, and slipped out fast. All she could do was rub her temples in frustration. What was it like having a boss who was a complete goofball? Honestly, every day felt like an adventure.
Meanwhile, the Bluewing Base crew trailed Wesley to his office. When they opened the files, they thought the data had just been slapped together to finish the job. Finishing something that huge so fast? No normal person could ever manage it. But once Wesley went through the files with them, they were floored.
"Holy crap, this is nuts! Mr. Wesley, the people you and Mr. Benedict brought in are straight-up superhuman!"
Even those so-called geniuses had to admit defeat. Most of them had barely respected anyone in their whole careers. Now, suddenly, there were five people they truly looked up to. But seeing all that info also made their blood boil. They'd seen shady stuff before. But this stuff? The photos and files were beyond anything they’d imagined.
Wesley’s expression stayed calm. "Now that you get it, show them the respect they deserve."
Everything clicked for the others. "So that's why… You gave Comet Squad such a brutal mission to prove their worth, right?"
"You think I'd joke about something like this? Respect here only comes from strength. I gave them that job because I trust them!"
Wesley stared at them like they were clueless.
“… Got it!”
Time slipped by fast. Tilda and her squad stayed at Bluewing Base for a full week. Like sponges soaking up water, they grabbed every lesson and bit of experience they could, making the most of every day. One morning, Tilda went to see Benedict before leaving.
"Why are you rushing off? Is life here too boring? Not enjoying yourself?"