Meanwhile.
Chen Fan stared at the silvery-white glove on his right hand, cold sweat beading across his forehead.
He was drenched in sweat, plain and simple.
Just now, when the infiltration progress bar had just passed halfway and everything was proceeding as expected, Yi had suddenly issued a warning.
Fortunately, the warning had automatically disappeared in less than a second. Otherwise, Chen Fan would probably have been packing his bags and preparing to flee early.
"Yi, what happened?"
Chen Fan raised his left hand, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked in a grave voice.
"The other side placed a rather ingenious anti-intrusion trap around the Main Control Unit."
Yi gave a concise answer. "I accidentally stepped into it."
"To be precise, stepping into the trap was unavoidable, and it triggered the corresponding alarm."
Hearing that, Chen Fan's heart, which had only just settled, leapt back into his throat.
The thought of packing up and running resurfaced, and a string of background music even automatically started playing in his mind.
Shouldering, shouldering, shouldering my bags...
"Fortunately, I was the better one." Yi's tone was quite relaxed. "I directly used computing power to brute-force their warning program, restored it to its original state, and even forged the log data."
His suspended heart fell back to the ground, and the background music in his mind faded away with it.
Good. He did not need to run yet.
"Did they notice?"
"They probably did."
"...?!"
Fuck, so he really did have to pack and run!
"But they seem to have mistaken it for a hardware or software malfunction. They merely checked the log data and took no further action."
"..."
Chen Fan stared at his right hand with a look of utter weariness. "Try not to leave me hanging like that