"What a complicated and dangerous place. A passage only five hundred meters long actually has sixteen mechanisms installed in it. No wonder it's the 'Hacker'!"
Beside Fluoxetine, the Blood Sandglass reversed, undoing the fatal-looking wounds the lasers had carved into her body.
At that moment, she was standing before the final Giant Metal Door, its dark-colored surface towering like a steel city wall. The door was thick and sturdy, broad and massive beyond imagination.
Not even the most secret vault or the most heavily guarded military base could possess such a massive door.
Its specifications were practically those of the final shelter in an apocalyptic movie.
With humanity's current level of industry, manufacturing a door of this size would probably be no easy task.
Of course, Fluoxetine knew...
This Metal Door had not been forged through an industrial process.
Its existence had been born from the might of "Authority" and the "gods."
Just like the so-called "servers" protected behind it.
They were creations that did not belong to this world.
Fluoxetine approached the door and reached out to touch its surface.
Smooth, cold, and even.
At the same time, Fluoxetine sensed properties beyond its "physical level."
"Magic, Spirit, and Natural Power... Every imaginable power system, spell, and supernatural force is unable to affect this door."
"And it's reinforced by the power of its own 'Rules.' Its 'indestructibility,' 'inability to be opened without access privileges,' and 'requirement to open this door before entering the Space Behind the Door' have all been directly written into the level of 'Rules'... Hmm, what a troublesome door. It doesn't even have a keyhole, so opening it with a Card Key is impossible too."
Fluoxetine stood before the door, considering her options.
"Looks like conventional methods are completely useless... Seriously, the Esteemed President just casually assigned