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Su Jiu'er kicked open the laboratory door, sweeping in like a whirlwind, followed by a group of serious-looking men in black, exuding an air of menace that made it seem as if a film crew from The Matrix had arrived.
Nan Gong Xuan was taken aback. What was happening? Why was Su Jiu'er here? Wasn't she supposed to be sweating it out at the archaeological site, chatting with the Terracotta Army? Could it be that the Terracotta Army had manifested, sending her a dream warning that her server was in danger?
"Nan Gong Xuan, you are under arrest!" Su Jiu'er’s voice was icy, reminiscent of a winter bedroom without heating, so cold it could freeze icicles.
Nan Gong Xuan felt as if she had swallowed a fly; it was more nauseating than eating three-month-old stinky tofu! She never imagined that her meticulously planned scheme, which was more sophisticated than Old Wang's secret stash skills, would be ruined by this girl!
"You... how could you..." Nan Gong Xuan pointed at Su Jiu'er, her fur bristling like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, ready to explode at any moment.
"Hah, did you think your little tricks could deceive me? Do you take me for a cabbage in the field, to be pushed around as you please?" Su Jiu'er sneered, her gaze sharper than Old Wang staring at his freshly bought lottery ticket, as if she could see through Nan Gong Xuan's very insides.
Lin Yuan watched the unfolding drama with great interest; the plot twist was even more thrilling than Old Wang's soap operas! He grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and cracked them loudly, as if he were watching a free 3D blockbuster.
Seizing the moment while the two were locked in their verbal duel, Lin Yuan stealthily slipped over to the server like a weasel stealing a chicken leg, careful not to draw attention. He pulled out a USB drive from his pocket, treating it like Old Wang's secret savings book, and cautiously plugged it into the server.
While Su Jiu'er and Nan Gong Xuan continued their fierce exchange, resembling two fighting roosters—pecking and scratching at each other—the scene grew increasingly chaotic.
"Su Jiu'er, do you think you've won? My plan has only just begun! This is just the beginning; the real show is yet to come!" Nan Gong Xuan said through gritted teeth, like a cornered mad dog ready to snap at any moment.
"Oh really? I see your plan has already gone bankrupt! It's worse than Old Wang's stock investments—straight down to grandma's house!" Su Jiu'er shot back defiantly, like an old hen protecting her chicks, refusing to back down.
As Lin Yuan listened to their argument while rapidly working on the server, his fingers danced across the keyboard like a monkey, moving so fast that they left afterimages.
"Ding ding ding..." The server emitted an urgent alert sound, reminiscent of Old Wang's alarm clock—loud enough to make one's scalp tingle.
Lin Yuan felt a surge of joy; the data download was complete! He was more excited than hitting the five-million lottery!
He yanked out the data cable with precision and tucked the USB drive into his pocket with utmost caution, more careful than Old Wang hiding his stash.
"Alright, that's a wrap!" Lin Yuan clapped his hands together, satisfied like a worker who had just completed his task, almost humming a little tune.
At that moment, Han Lingyun suddenly appeared at the entrance of the data center, as if she had sprung up from the ground. Her sudden presence startled Lin Yuan, who nearly dropped the USB drive he had just acquired.
"Su Jiu'er, so you really are here!" Han Lingyun's tone was cold, reminiscent of a winter bedroom without heating, chilling enough to make one shiver.
Su Jiu'er was taken aback. Why was Han Lingyun here? Had she also received a dream from the Terracotta Army?
"Han Lingyun, do you want to stop me too? You're too late; the show is over!" Su Jiu'er narrowed her eyes like a leopard ready to pounce, poised for action.
"Hmph, you won't succeed! No one is leaving here with anything today!" Han Lingyun sneered, like a venomous snake ready to strike.
A fierce battle was about to erupt, and the air was thick with tension, more suffocating than the kitchen of an old house. Anyone unaware might think it was the end of the world.
Seeing this, Lin Yuan quickly hid to the side, like a timid mouse retreating into its hole, silently praying: When gods fight, mortals suffer; I’d better keep my distance.
Su Jiu'er and Han Lingyun were locked in combat like two tigers tearing at each other, making it hard for Lin Yuan to keep up with the action—more thrilling than any martial arts movie he had ever seen.
Su Jiu'er moved gracefully, like a nimble swallow darting through Han Lingyun's onslaught. She dodged and counterattacked with exquisite moves that dazzled onlookers. In contrast, Han Lingyun exuded a powerful aura akin to a fierce tiger descending a mountain; each strike carried the force of Thunderous Might, forcing Su Jiu'er to retreat repeatedly.
The AI Monitoring System in the data center had been disabled by Lin Yuan's Interference Device, leaving the staff in the monitoring room flustered and chaotic, resembling a bustling market.
"What happened? Why is the feed gone? Is it an alien invasion?"
"I don't know! Is it a system malfunction? Or did someone forget to pay the electricity bill?"
"Hurry and check! If we miss something important, we’ll all be in trouble!"
...
Lin Yuan hid in the shadows, anxiously watching Su Jiu'er and Han Lingyun's battle. Although Su Jiu'er was skilled, she was ultimately no match for Han Lingyun and gradually began to falter—like a small boat struggling against a storm, at risk of being swallowed by monstrous waves.
Han Lingyun's attacks grew fiercer, sweeping in like a tempest with every strike aimed to kill, sending chills down Lin Yuan's spine.
Su Jiu'er was in a precarious situation, her body already bearing the marks of battle, yet she gritted her teeth and persevered without a hint of retreat.
Lin Yuan knew he could no longer stand by and watch. He took a deep breath, like a warrior preparing to enter the battlefield, ready for the fight ahead.
He quietly circled around behind Han Lingyun, resembling a leopard lurking in the shadows, poised to deliver a fatal blow.
Han Lingyun was completely focused on attacking Su Jiu'er, oblivious to Lin Yuan's approach.
With a sudden burst of energy, Lin Yuan struck, landing a punch squarely on Han Lingyun's back, like a cannonball exploding upon impact.
"Ah!" Han Lingyun let out a shriek, jumping up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her face filled with disbelief as if questioning, "Who? Who ambushed this little fairy?"
Seizing the opportunity, Su Jiu'er retaliated with a kick to Han Lingyun's stomach, sending her flying like a soccer ball. She crashed heavily to the ground, lying there like a puddle of mud, unable to move.
Exchanging glances with Lin Yuan, Su Jiu'er shared a knowing smile.
They had successfully obtained the core data, and Nan Gong Xuan's plan was utterly thwarted.
But would Nan Gong Xuan truly give up just like that?
In this Dual-Line Game, who would ultimately emerge as the victor?
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