Chapter 1327

Sheldon seemed to anticipate his next move, torn between giving his consent and harboring apprehensions. Eventually, after a few seconds of hesitation, he decisively nodded in agreement, “Follow me.”

Bernard, ignoring his blood-soaked wounds, rose to his feet and followed Sheldon into the control room.

Once seated at the operator’s desk, he began swiftly altering the program based on the coding on the controller.

His long, well-proportioned fingers, stained with blood, danced across the keyboard, hammering out the code.

Sheldon alternated between glancing at the screen and checking the time.

“We’ve got 10 minutes before 1-2 return to the control room in District A.” During this timeframe, the duo was typically in the control room in District B.

His time management was extremely strict. Where he spent each interval and what task he undertook had been meticulously planned.

Unless there were exceptional circumstances, he would not deviate from his schedule, nor would he waste even a second of their time.

“Once he return to the control room and discover you’ve altered the program, then…”

could finish his sentence, Bernard had

eavesdropping feature, and with lightning speed, reprogrammed the

had been staring at the screen, blinked in disbelief, sizing Bernard up and down. No wonder both 1-1 and 1-2 were reluctant to kill him… Turned out this man was

couldn’t completely deactivate the self-destruction program, limiting it to half an hour was a remarkable feat.

completing all this, he began to write another set of codes that Mr. Quartus couldn’t make sense of.

are you up

respond to Mr. Quartus. Once he finished his operation, he hid the controller

press him further, merely looking at

minutes should suffice. Let’s go. I’ll escort you out of Area

escape, 1-2 Two would probably spare him due to his status as the earliest member of Area Opaca. However, Bernard, who had

grant you access

the latter, unfazed, picked up a wet wipe from a nearby programmer’s desk and

the real identities of 1-2?”

his brows, looking at Bernard, only to

madness and chill in those eyes were akin to a maniac who had crawled out of hell, filled with darkness and evil. Seeing such an expression, Sheldon subconsciously frowned, even his tall body shuddering involuntarily. He felt as though if he answered that he didn’t know, Bernard would wrap

his fingers, Bernard raised his still blood-spattered face, coldly observing Sheldon, “He implanted a chip in my

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