"F*ck! F*ck!"
Karl couldn't believe his eyes as he stared at his small computer screen, swearing from the bottom of his lungs.
On the screen, the bright red flag was dynamic, fluttering as if a breeze swept by.
Each flutter was like a tidal wave, crashing into Karl's face.
It was almost suffocating him!
"This is impossible!"
Karl still couldn't accept the outcome, "Lin Chuan's attacks, five times in a row, have been easily intercepted by me. I fully decoded all the programs, how could he possibly break through my defenses in an instant?"
His murmured, dejected voice slowly dissipated within the cramped confines of the car.
It was late at night, the moon had set, and the stars were sinking.
The autumn air was thick and cool to such an extent that in this deserted corner, even the sound of insects was hard to hear. Only the nearby sounds of passing vehicles on the highway occasionally pierced the silence with their rushing roars.
Nobody responded to Karl.
Oh no!
