‘And so it seems like we might actually die in this room.” Vinson smiled wryly.
Yet, he had no fear of death.
The word 'fear' did not even exist in his vocabulary.
Come to think of it, it's not too bad to die here with Arielle by my side.
“No way!” Arielle was very firm in her belief. “I can't die yet, I still have lots to do.”
His heart sank.
I was just thinking it's nice to stay together at the face of death. Lo and behold, she's not even thinking about this... at all. I want to curse so badly, but I can't.
He coughed lightly. “What shall we do now? I've tried opening the door, but all efforts are in vain. If we keep waiting for people to come and rescue us, we would've turned into ashes then.”
Staring at the programming code which got hacked, Arielle fell silent for a moment. “Move aside, let me try.”
“You?” Vinson remembered that Arielle knew some programming. However, he was doubtful of her skills. With only limited skills, can she do what I couldn't achieve?
While he was still contemplating, his body had subconsciously shifted to give space for Arielle to take her seat in front of the computer.
Calmly, she assumed her role and started searching for files on the computer without first addressing the programming issue.
Vinson saw how she worked on the keyboard. She did not use the mouse, but merely carried out all operations on the keyboard swiftly. Her speed was even faster than his typing.
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