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    Marissa recognized the fury in rissa’s voice right away. She was angrier now than earlier in the day.


    “What ipetence! Scientists? I’ve poured so much money into this, and you can’t crack a simple chip? Worthless! Some people interceded with me on behalf of you and told me the designer of this chip was some kind of entric genius who added a million passcodes, making it nearly impossible to break.


    I understood that, so I didn’t push you off a cliff to be eaten by hawks. What about you? You requested all those expensive machines, which cost me a fortune.


    I even built you avishb at the peak of Mount Skytop. Five years have gone by, and you haven’t cracked a single passcode. Idiots! How can you even im to be scientists? You’re experts at being fools!”


    After her tirade, silence filled the other end of the line. Only rissa’s frustrated huffs were audible intermittently.


    Marissa sensed that those around her were undoubtedly terrified. Nobody dared to utter a word.


    Then, after a significant pause, a man spoke up. “Miss Byrd, we’ve done everything we could.” Immediately after his words, a loud crash echoed.


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    Marissa guessed that rissa must have thrown something, perhaps shattering a ss wall. She found it amusing. rissa’s temper was so fiery; she was quick to destroy things and curse people fiercely. Whenever she berated others, she lost her temper just as badly.


    It was almost impossible to picture such a vtile woman ying the role of the refined presence she showed Bu. Marissa had to concede that rissa was masterful at switching between roles.


    Following the sound of breaking ss, someone knocked on a ss wall. Then, rissa’s voice filled the air once more. “Do you really think you can cate me by iming you’ve done your best? This chip was created by a genius, with a million passcodes to crack, yet not one has been decoded in five years. Doesn’t this show you haven’t been diligent enough?”


    Marissa surmised that rissa was at the location where the chip was concealed. Feeling fortunate, she realized rissa’s arrival at Skytop Mansion tonight allowed her to immediately zero in on the chip’s location, sparking a wave of excitement in her.


    Then, the man’s voice emerged again. “Miss Byrd, it would be reckless for us to even think of deceiving you. You hold our lives in your hands with just a simplemand. None of us would dare gamble with our survival. We consider ourselves excellent scientists, skilled in deciphering chips’ encryptions.


    Yet, the person who designed this chip is a true genius, whose intellect surpasses ourbined capabilities. Often, only a thin line separates a genius from the average person. Crossing this line means reaching a new level of understanding.


    But a ‘genius’s’ basic concept can outmaneuver everyone below this threshold. Regrettably, none of us have ascended to that higher level. Despite five years of relentless effort, all our knowledge and energy haven’t made us crack even a single passcode.”


    rissa, clearly uninterested in the exnation, interrupted with an exasperated sigh. “I don’t need lectures on the difference between a genius and a mediocrity. I want results.” Her outburst silenced everyone once again.


    Perhaps provoked further by the scientists’ mute response, she vented her frustration by hurling objects to the floor and cursing, “Idiots! Completely useless!”


    After that, Marissa heard the men’s collective sigh and couldn’t help but chuckle, feeling a twinge of sympathy for the scientists under rissa’smand.


    She concurred with the man’s assessment—only a thin line separated a genius from the average person, much like the difference between humans and ants sharing the same space.


    Humans operate in three dimensions while ants remain confined to two. In this analogy, a genius and an average person were like humans and ants.


    No matter how straightforward a design by a human, an ant would remain baffled by it.


    Amid their hopeless sighs, it seemed the scientists felt discussing such matters with someone as unversed as rissa was futile, like wasting pearls on swine.


    While Marissaughed at the unfolding drama, she suddenly caught a ringtone from rissa’s end.


    Immediately attentive, she listened as rissa swiped to answer. “Hello, boss.”


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