New World.

Savant's Rule.

William bought forty acres of land in Northern Idaho, having fought against multiple bureaucracies to get it.

After building his home, Juli moved in with him.

Neither had any blood family to be concerned about.

William, because his father died and his mother committed suicide.

Juli, obvious reasons.

However, the state and federal property taxes tripled that of the previous years.

When he asked the authorities, he was brushed off and told that it's going up for everyone.

When he checked with multiple people and their taxes didn't increase at all, he realized that this was being directed at him.

So, instead of fighting the tax agencies, he figured that he'd fight back by psychically deleting his property and anything related to it from any and all tax agency computer systems in a way that it would be impossible to recover.

Gathering that data for his personal use, he was able to perfectly reconstruct the first ever deed to the property.

He didn't only delete the information of his property, but the information of over 17 million properties nationally, including Flathead national forest, De Soto national forest, the Pentagon, Groom Lake and the Whitehouse.

Re-entering some of the properties as being owned by completely random strangers under tax exempt status would certainly confuse the IRS and state tax commissions.

On top of that, those random strangers were all verified homeless veterans.

The government can either take them back, or save face by acknowledging and allowing the new situation to remain untouched.

Who are we kidding, though.

As soon as a property was changed from tax exempt and closed out, William reentered it under tax exempt status again.

Adding three more random properties on top of each of the first.

It was a game of go and shogi at the same time with no possible way for the agencies and tax services to win.

The more they fought back, the more one-sided the battle became, with them literally losing more and more ground.

William grinned when the news anchor announced that federal property taxation would cease entirely.

States began dropping property taxation as well, as they realized that they were fighting a tsunami with a boat oar.

He knew that it would eventually come to a head, as they had no reason to suspect hackers.

The infiltration was far too precise and efficient for hackers to be blamed.

When his phone rang, he lifted the receiver to his ear.

"Frasier residence."

"You win. Now, please leave us to clean up the mess."

"By clean up, you mean straighten out the computer data and resume taxation?"

"What else?"

"No. When I've won, property taxation won't be possible anymore."

"Stay out of our computers, or we'll hack your's and shut you down."

"If you think that you have the technology to hack a Lynark's brain, be my guest."

"What are you saying?"

"Any Lynark can gain access to any computer through telepathic and telekinetic means. It's child's play to us.

You tried to raise my property taxes and only mine.