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    The two of them typed in sync, their hands flying, each keystroke deliberate and rapid. Atst, they hit the final keybination at the same time. The code-formed assault circled around the rival system like a tightening from every side. Both of them finally exhaled.


    “That’s done,” Freya said, pulling her hands back from the keyboard. She turned toward Ellis to report.<fn7774> Th?s chapter is updated by FindN()vel</fn7774>


    “Nice work,” Ellis said, offering praise.


    Marlon, still peering from behind, furrowed his brows. His sharp eyes tracked the fast-moving strings of code. “Wait, that’s it? It’s over?” he asked, clearly unconvinced.


    “Their firewall can’t handle this attack,” Freya exined. “In under thirty seconds, their screens will sh the letters ‘KO’.”


    She checked the time and calmly began counting down. “Five, four, three, two, one. KO.” Her tone remained level, almost impassive.


    Over on the opposing team, all hell broke loose.


    “What the hell just happened?”


    “How did it wrap up that fast? They were barely getting started!”


    The two techs were thrown into confusion. Their thoughts were a scrambled mess.


    It was like a battlefield—while the defenders were still busy stacking sandbags, the enemy had slipped scouts in, and before they even realized it, the main army had steamrolled theirmand center.


    They couldn’t wrap their heads around it. They figured it had to be a glitch. There was no other exnation.


    “Don’t get discouraged. Let’s head into round two,” Brady said, though his voicecked conviction. He couldn’t let his team see him waver. “This time, crush them.”


    The two techies took deep breaths and geared up for the second round. Now, Freya and Frederick were on defense while their opponents went on the offensive.


    This round was tougher—they had to take the attackers down within an hour.


    “What if the other team just ys dirty?” Michael suddenly mused. “What if they just sit there and refuse to attack? Wouldn’t that leave our side powerless?”


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    Marlon didn’t respond right away.


    Even Ellis paused.


    Both of them realized this was a valid concern. They immediately rang up Brady to get a feel for their ns. The other side, unaware of the subtle probing, simply bragged that they would dominate this round.


    After the call, Brady’s face darkened. Losing now would be disastrous.


    “There’s one guaranteed way to win,” one of the tech guys offered cautiously. “But it’s kind of… sneaky.”


    “What is it?” Brady asked.


    “This round, we’re the ones attacking. If we just sit tight and don’t do anything, they’ll have no way to knock us out,” the tech exined.


    Brady nced at his teammates.


    “I think it’s a solid n. Winning takes priority right now,” one of them said.


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