Chapter 1311


    Bernard stood rooted to the spot, listening to the ticking countdown in his head.


    After undergoing a brain surgery, a chip was imnted in him. His movements, his speech, everything


    was being monitored.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    He had just modified the ninth round of the program, and cracked the program set by Agent 1-1,


    gaining some control in the process.


    Yet, the moment he appeared here and began to speak, Agent 1-2 had detected that he had tampered


    with the game’s code.


    Now, 1-2 hadn’t initiated the detonation program immediately, instead giving him a five-minute


    countdown. It was hisst warning.


    He had to watch his words and return to his designated location within five minutes. Otherwise, his


    brain would explode, and she would die too.


    Bernard looked at theser dot constantly aimed at Eleanor’s head, and he suddenly eased his curled-


    up fist.


    He scooped Eleanor up in his arms and ushered her into the Life Door, then held her shoulders tightly,


    preventing her from moving, “I can’t go back right now. You need to leave. Don’te looking for me


    again, it’s dangerous,” he warned.


    His brain was on a leash. If he strayed more than a hundred meters from Area Opaca, it would


    automatically detonate.


    Bernard didn’t want her to worry, so he quickly turned and headed for the exit.


    Eleanor, however, didn’t listen. She tried to follow him but Bernard spun around, snapping, “I’ve told


    you not toe looking for me. Robin already died for you. Isn’t that enough?”


    At that, Eleanor froze on the spot, as if turned into a puppet. She just stared nkly at Bernard,


    wordless.


    She had wanted to tell him that she thought he was dead, that she was worried about him, that she


    didn’t mean to put Robin in danger… but Eleanor didn’t get a chance to say a word.


    Without even a backward nce, Bernard left, leaving a heartbroken Eleanor behind, her tears rolling


    down her cheeks uncontrobly. Suddenly, everything seemed meaningless.


    Outside, Bernard paused for a moment, then quickly moved to the control panel for the fourth level of


    the space. His fingers flew across the keyboard, punching in codes.


    The Life Door had a direct route to the exit of Area Opaca, but it was time-limited. Bernard wanted to


    speed it up so that Eleanor could leave before his brain exploded. However, when he essed the


    control panel, he found that the Life Door program was looped back to Room 9, not the exit of Area


    Opaca.


    Realizing that 1-2 had changed the program because of him, Bernard knew he had to crack the new


    program within the remaining two minutes.


    Whether 1-2 would initiate the detonation program after Eleanor left was not important. As long as she


    was safe, he was willing to die.


    As the seconds ticked away, Bernard worked furiously on cracking the code. His beautiful eyes, usually


    bright as stars, were filled with unshed tears.


    Seeing the red X on the screen again, Bernard’s frustration boiled over. He punched the control panel,


    shattering the screen. He took a moment topose himself/ then resumed typing. But the countdown


    was at five seconds, four, three, two…


    Just when he thought time was up, the ticking stopped. On the program screen, the Life Door was


    highlighted with a green safety indicator. This meant that the exit route was open, and Eleanor could


    leave. But it wasn’t his code modification that brought the change. Someone else was pulling the


    strings. As Bernard’s handsome brow furrowed, a sharp and familiar female voice came from behind…


    “Mr. Nine, whether your brain explodes and whether she leaves safely, Agent 1-2 has given me control.


    What do you say, do you want to make a deal?”