?Chapter 461:


    Xander examined the object Marissa had handed him, turning it over in his hand, puzzled by its nature. “Is this just a droplet of water in a tiny ss bottle?” he wondered aloud.


    “Figure out a way to get rissa to drink this,” Marissa instructed.


    “Chief Instructor, you’re asking me to poison rissa?” Xander questioned, raising an eyebrow.


    “I’m not so vile,” Marissa replied sharply. “I want rissa alive so I can confront her directly. She’s envious of ck Mallow and wanted to kill ck Mallow, right? I need to defeat her with my own strength.”


    “And what exactly is this?” Xander inquired, still confused.


    “It’s a liquid chip,” Marissa revealed.


    Xander’s eyes instantly widened. “A liquid chip, really?”


    “Yes,” Marissa confirmed. “The chip imnted in Tiffany’s brain was a liquid one—tiny, colorless, and transparent, making it undetectable by medical equipment.”


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    Xander looked impressed. “But this one is different, right?”


    “Yes,” Marissa continued. “The liquid chip you’re holding is a more sophisticated version than the one used on Tiffany. Unlike the chip in Tiffany’s brain, which required an injector for insertion and remained permanently in the body, this new liquid chip can be ingested orally. Once consumed, it will circte with the bloodstream and remain undetectable by any medical instruments.”


    Staring in wonder at the droplet within the ss bottle, Xander turned to Marissa and inquired, “Chief Instructor, what’s the purpose of this advanced gadget? Can you control rissa with it after she drinks this?”


    Marissa shook her head firmly. “I’ve already told you, my final confrontation with rissa will be a direct and fair one where I n to best her using my skills, not through controlling her with this chip.”


    She then gently retrieved the bottle from Xander’s grasp. As she twirled it between her fingers, she borated.


    “This is actually a tracking device. I intend to use it to keep tabs on rissa’s movements and pinpoint where the item we want is hidden within the vast Skytop Mansion. Considering the mansion’s size and the minuteness of our target, finding it without this device would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.


    Do not underestimate the capabilities of this chip. It’s not only precise in tracking rissa’s location but also capable of picking up surrounding sounds. Plus, it’s colorless, transparent, andpletely undetectable, even by medical scanners. Slip it into her drink, and she won’t know about it at all.”


    Xander, visibly impressed, took the bottle back and marveled aloud, “Chief Instructor, can something as tiny as a grain of rice really be that powerful?”


    “Absolutely,” Marissa affirmed with a nod. “You’re not familiar with thetest in chip technology, which is why its capabilities seem almost magical to you. Try to spend less time wandering aimlessly and more time expanding your knowledge.”


    “Ha ha!” Xanderughed heartily and remarked, “I’m probably too simple-minded to grasp such high-tech stuff. But you, you’re naturally intelligent and skilled.”


    His curiosity piqued, he then asked, “Chief Instructor, where did you get such an advanced chip?”


    “I developed it myself,” Marissa replied, a hint of pride in her tone.


    “Oh my God!” Xander eximed, “You’re at the highest level and also excel in high technology to such an extent?”


    Marissa smiled and said nothing.


    Xander asked curiously, “Chief Instructor, I’ve heard that there’s a Dr. Finley in the chip world that’s super awesome. Who is more powerful, you or Dr. Finley?”


    Marissa raised her eyebrows in amusement. “You want to know?”


    “Yes,” Xander affirmed with a nod.


    “I’m curious too,” Marissa teased. “Why don’t you track down Dr. Finley and bring her here? Then, we can see who’s better.”


    Xander was at a loss for words. Dr. Finley was elusive, and even many international big shots couldn’t find her. How was he supposed to find her?


    With a sheepish shrug, Xander ventured another question. “Chief Instructor, anything else you’d like to share?”


    “Yes,” Marissa responded promptly. “There’s something else very important I need to discuss with you.”


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