A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“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.

Gradually, his trust for Arielle increased multiple folds. Seeing how she operates on the computer, I’m afraid she’s just being modest with her earlier statement. When she said she knows

her eyes, she explained, “The problem doesn’t lie in the program which can’t be removed, but here. This section has been tampered with. Originally, this computer controls the program. Now that it’s been modified, the control system

the control system.” Vinson turned solemn. “Entering their terminal… This requires an expert level hacker. Can… can you do it?” Arielle took a deep breath. “I can’t promise you