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Chapter 685: A beat of hesitation from Gordon, and then he gave a resigned, Alright.

A crackle later, Kellans deep voice came through.

Allison, whats going on? Did anything happen? Situations worse than we expected.

I need you to help me out, she replied.

Of course.

Tell me what you need.

The problem is, if I search for Lilian, Ill trip every security measure theyve got on the first basement level.

I need you to create a diversion enough to draw the guards attention away so I can get out clean.

Kellans silence was heavy, thoughtful.

I can manage that.

But Allison, youll still be in danger.

What if we swap places? Allison drew in a steadying breath.

Were out of time.

We need to act now and hit them hard, but I cant do this without you on board.

Kellan paused for a moment, choosing his words carefully.

I see, he finally said.

But you have to promise me one thing: make it out in one piece.

Your safety comes first.

I promise, Allison assured him, though she knew deep down the risks she was taking.

The opportunity today was just too perfect to let slip away.

Moments later, she emerged from the cramped space.

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Got it, Gordon responded, fingers flying across the keyboard as he hit Enter.

Instantly, the screens in the first basements lab flickered wildly, as if a virus had ripped through the system.

The data tables turned into a chaotic mess, numbers scrambling and lines twisting like distorted webs.

Most of the senior researchers were currently observing test subject 75 with Verruckt, leaving only a handful of junior staff to keep an eye on the computer screens.

When they noticed the sudden malfunction, their eyes widened in disbelief.

They blinked and rubbed their eyes, but the glitch persisted.

Realizing it wasnt a vision problem, they immediately shouted, snapping everyone out of their tasks, Alert! The systems been compromised! The room erupted in confusion as all attention turned to the glitching monitors.

Even Verruckt hurried over, his eyes narrowing dangerously at the distorted data, which now resembled a childs chaotic scribbles.

His gaze turned icy, like a predator sensing its prey.

Get the programmers on this immediately.

Stabilize the system and track down the source.

I want to know whos behind this, he ordered, his voice as cold as steel.

Yes, sir! came the hurried reply.

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