"Mom, please don't talk to me for the next day, I need to focus on my work."
Eve Thompson chuckled and headed towards the Technical Department.
Time was something she had already calculated, and besides, tomorrow was the deadline for their initial draft. Even if she didn't boast, Mr. Morrison would still come to make things difficult for them.
If they handed in the initial draft, they would definitely face various difficulties, so why not submit a finished product and leave him with nothing to say!
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Meanwhile, in the Technical Department.
Everyone in the Technical Department was working overtime, writing programs.
In Flynn Darcy's office.
The computer in front of him, which he was using, had its keys rapidly tapped by his fingers.
But another computer that was on had its pages automatically composing something... Flynn sat for a while then moved in front of the computer that was operating without human control, scrutinizing the source code written by Carlos Charlie.
