"Not eat coriander" posted a "bull" emoji, Y is just Y, huh!
A minute later, the group chat indicated that "Y is my ancestor" was invited into the group chat by Y.
Not eat coriander: "..."
He really has a poetic way of naming himself.
After a bit of horsing around, they finally got to the main topic.
She typed with one hand: "How's the firewall test going?"
Not eat coriander: "Still testing."
She casually pulled a candy from the metal box in the drawer, tore it open and stuffed it into her mouth: "Let me try."
The two of them were eager, as they had recently put a lot of effort into testing this firewall, but always felt something was missing.
Yun Yue's fingers pressed on the keyboard, a black interface popped up, and her slender, fair fingers moved so fast they dazzled the eyes. On the pitch-black screen, rows of white code surged forth.
Three minutes later, at the Black Alliance base.
