Chapter 125
Chapter 125
"This looks like a virtual simulation program. That makes things difficult."
Gilda spoke as she projected the restored data onto a hologram. Complex, indecipherable characters streamed down like a waterfall.
"Can you run it?"
"I’d love to help, but... this is beyond my capabilities. Either we convert the data to work with modern devices, or we need to find a virtual machine from that era. The latter is nearly impossible, so the former is our only option."
Gilda was a technician and a mechanic, not a hacker or a programmer.
’Giselle is in the engineering field too.’
I was now convinced that Agatha Custoria had lost her mind.
’If you’re going to give me a chip, at least make it readable!’
Frustration started to creep in. I had no way of knowing how useful—or harmful—this data might be.
"What level of skill is required to convert this data? Keep it simple, so I can understand without technical jargon."
Gilda rested her arm and stroked her chin before giving a short answer.