Lieutenant Voss, pale as a station-keeping buoy, stared at the main screen. "Itās... itās the POS. The primary operating system for the entire grav-lattice. It's throwing a kernel panic every 0.4 seconds. We're running on emergency inertia buffers."
"Status," he muttered, not looking up from the tangled nest of optical cables. ultimate pos nulled
He looked at Voss. "Tell maintenance to order a legit copy. And tell themā¦" He tapped the drive, which now had his initials burned into its casing. "ā¦the nulled version just saved their asses. But we never speak of this again." Lieutenant Voss, pale as a station-keeping buoy, stared
And thenāsilence. The screaming stopped. pale as a station-keeping buoy