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    Those who had started to leave halted in their tracks, transfixed by the sight before them. The speed—it was almost unnatural. Then, their eyes caught the screen, a cascade of code, each line a maze ofplex logic shing by at lightning speed.


    Webster’s scowl deepened, yet doubt still clung to him.


    Ellis couldn’t tear his eyes away from the screen, stunned. Elena wasn’t merely developing the automated recognition and countertracking program. She was pushing past the boundaries of what anyone had imagined.


    Adjusting his sses, Ellis leaned in, his shock intensifying with every passing second.


    Around him, the institute’s brightest minds stared in stunned silence. Who was she? How could someone possess such brilliance?


    Elenapleted themand with a firm press of Enter. The screen blinked—and the program came to life. A gasp rose from the room. “It works!”


    “The problem that’s had us stumped for years, solved in a single session!”


    “It’s hard to believe we’re seeing a breakthrough that could reshape modern defense.”


    “Just who is she? Such a genius!”


    As the seamless program operated without a hitch, Webster stood rooted to the spot, his expression stormy and rigid. Elena had actually pulled it off. How in the world could that be real?


    Once the programpleted its initial execution, someone quickly picked up on an unexpected detail.


    “Hold on, this isn’t the automated recognition and counter-tracking system!”


    To be more precise, it wasn’t merely a recognition and counter-tracking system—it was something far more advanced, on an entirely different level.


    One of the researchers gazed at Elena, his face lighting up with admiration, his eyes shimmering as if he had just witnessed a miracle. Just seconds ago, Webster had been drowning in defeat, but the moment he heard thement, his attention snapped back. This wasn’t a recognition and counter-tracking system? That meant Elena hadn’t written what she was assigned!


    A flicker of defiance returned to Webster’s eyes. “Elena, you really expect me to fall for this mess you cobbled together? This isn’t the automated recognition and counter-tracking system at all! You’ve failed spectacrly! You’re the one who should resign!”


    Without hesitation, Webster yanked Seth Carman—the expert who had spoken earlier—by the arm. “Seth, didn’t you just say this isn’t the recognition and counter-tracking system? She’s bluffing, isn’t she? If she can’t create the actual program, she should just admit it. This fake genius act? It’s pathetic—”


    “This program is on a whole different levelpared to the automated recognition and counter-tracking system!” Sethpletely ignored Webster’s tirade. His gaze remained locked on Elena, filled with admiration and respect.


    Webster’s smug expression faltered, quickly reced by visible confusion and stunned disbelief. “Seth, what is that supposed to mean? Didn’t you literally just say—”


    Seth spun toward Webster and snapped, “And you call yourself an experienced researcher? You can’t identify this more advanced program? Every single year you’ve spent working has gone straight down the drain!”


    Webster’s lips parted, but no words came. He stood frozen, too shocked to respond. A more advanced system? What nonsense was Seth even referring to? There was just no way that woman could have created something superior to the automated recognition and counter-tracking program. He refused to ept it—no matter what.


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