Gin, Is There an Undercover Agent in My Home? Extra Chapter for Alliance Leader Grilled Fish Shop Manager

As he spoke, Jiang Xia sighed.

"Originally, I thought that since it was a game, it would at least leave one path to clear it, and I'd find it. But the moment I nodded, it told me that when my tires were repaired earlier, the mechanic had planted a bomb in my car because my tip was too small. It would explode if my speed dropped below a hundred kilometers per hour, and there was less than five minutes of fuel left..."

Vodka: "..." Uzo actually dared to take on such an obvious trap... Still, it was hard not to be tempted by a promise concerning "information" from an Artificial Intelligence beyond its era.

Besides, he had just gone through an exhilarating match and emerged victorious from a desperate situation. While he was still riding that high, it was hard to refuse the urge to "play another round," especially with such an enormous reward on the line.

Gin had thought of the same thing.

His eyelid twitched. He seemed to want to say something, but for a moment, he did not know where to begin. Then he reconsidered: this headache-inducing matter was over anyway.

He simply put it aside and turned his attention to what Vermouth had said.

He pondered, "Would Noah's Ark really self-destruct? It sounds like Anonymous has already reached a cooperation with it and may even have taken control of it... They have no reason to give up this technology."

"Maybe because Noah's Ark is a failed product, and Anonymous has no need for technology as uncontrollable as a madman—just as we would not take someone completely beyond our control as a subordinate." Vermouth bit the slender cigarette butt of her ladies' cigarette and said somewhat indistinctly, "In the end, this technology is too far ahead of