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Liliane took a deep breath, trying to steady her trembling hands as she slowly opened the drawer.
Sure enough, a rectangular silver card printed with the Moon Pattern lay quietly inside. She gently picked it up with her shaking hands, the card swaying slightly in her palm as if imbued with some mysterious power.
After a moment's hesitation, she resolutely grabbed the phone on her desk and dialed the long number listed on the card.
The call connected, and as soon as she heard someone pick up, she spoke hurriedly, "I want to see William. I want to see Kankasim William!"
At that moment, no matter who "William" was online, even if he were a ghost, Liliane was determined to meet him.
The other party simply replied, "Alright," before hanging up. Ten minutes later, a Black Armored Car quietly stopped in front of the villa.
A middle-aged driver wearing large sunglasses stepped out of the car. After carefully inspecting the Silver Pass, he gestured for Liliane to get in.
Once inside the car, it started moving immediately, taking her away. The vehicle traveled a long distance, and Liliane felt as if the scenery outside was rushing by at breakneck speed. Gradually, she lost her sense of direction, becoming dizzy in the pitch-black car with no lights or illumination.
Finally, the car came to a stop, and someone opened the door for her.
It was a serious-looking middle-aged officer. His expression was stern as he silently took the Silver Pass from Liliane and meticulously examined it on a large verification machine.
After a long pause, he finally spoke: "Welcome to Area 51. Please follow me."
Liliane looked around and felt as though she had entered a vast underground space. Cold concrete walls surrounded her, covered with various directional arrows and numerical signs.
Along the way, she tried to ask the officer something, but his lips were tightly sealed, and he did not respond to her even a word.
Finally, the officer stopped in front of a heavy radiation-shielding door and pressed a button. The door slowly opened.
He pointed inside and said in a deep voice, “Mr. Kankasim William is right in there.”
Lilian took a deep breath and stepped inside.
As soon as she entered, the door closed silently behind her, as if cutting her off completely from the outside world.
“William, are you there?” Lilian shouted into the vast space that measured a hundred meters in both length and width, her voice echoing in the empty hall.
Before her stood rows of massive supercomputer terminals, with tens of thousands of colored indicator lights twinkling like stars in the galaxy, exuding an air of mystery.
Finally, behind several rows of computers, Lilian spotted a laptop neatly placed on a desk. A message on the screen read: “Lilian, I’m here.”
A glimmer of surprise flashed in Lilian's eyes as she quickened her pace towards it. However, when she saw what lay before her, she was instantly stunned into silence.
Underneath that laptop were hundreds of cables of various thicknesses, winding like serpents in different directions towards the terminals in the hall.
On the screen, a pair of deep blue eyes gazed at her with affection.
Those were Kankasim William's eyes; seeing them reminded Lilian immediately of the photo from the villa.
The eyes on the screen were identical to William's from ten years ago, showing no signs of aging, filled with a familiar warmth and deep affection.
"Lillian, it's so good to see you," the text continued to appear on the computer screen. Lillian felt as if she had been frozen in place, her feet rooted to the ground, unable to move. She could only gasp in shock and confusion.
"Lillian, I'm sorry to have startled you, but I must maintain this appearance until the calculations of the Deep Blue Cube and Superbrain Group are complete. This will take approximately seventy to one hundred years. You must understand, the information provided by the Moon is incredibly complex. Even if humanity were to increase the processing speed of the superbrain sixty-fold in the next decade, it wouldn't significantly shorten the computation time."
The eyes on the screen blinked and formed a smiling expression, as if trying to reassure Lillian.
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