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When the countdown ended, the explosion did not occur, and the empty little diner remained unscathed.
Ma Hualong glanced at his cellphone in his pocket and saw that the bomb countdown had already disappeared from the screen.
The crowd returned to the diner, and the patrons began to question the owner, while Shen Fu paid the bill and pulled Ma Hualong away from there.
Ma Hualong said with some residual fear, "Who made this software? It feels like they are way above my level!"
"So, you're saying you couldn't crack it," Shen Fu said, a bit disappointed.
"It's not entirely hopeless," Ma Hualong didn't want to lose face in front of Shen Fu. However, his phone rang at that moment—it was the app he usually used to communicate with his master, displaying just six words: "Mind your own business."
Ma Hualong's eyes widened as he looked around, but he didn't see any creature that resembled his master.
