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Xiao Chen's fingers danced across the virtual keyboard, leaving behind a blur of motion as beads of sweat dripped from the tip of his nose onto the Holographic Projection.
"This code is buried under three layers of encrypted mirrors," he forced out through clenched teeth, his Adam's apple bobbing violently. "Give me five minutes... no, three minutes!"
The blue light of the Holographic Screen refracted on his glasses, creating a web-like pattern of cracks. Suddenly, the doctor with gold-rimmed glasses pressed down on his trembling wrist. "Your pupils are dilating; your adrenaline levels are off the charts."
As he spoke, he pulled out a Portable Injector from his suit pocket, the needle glinting coldly under the elevator's overhead light.
"Don't touch him!" Veteran Chen Hai shouted, drawing his Tactical Dagger in response. The blade grazed the doctor's white coat, slicing off a corner of fabric.
Everyone froze in place, watching as the piece of cloth fluttered to the ground like a butterfly with broken wings. Just then, the mechanical sound of thirty-six surveillance cameras popping open filled the air, freezing it in tension.
The Red-Dressed Woman suddenly let out a Light Laugh, her fingertips brushing against the mirrored wall of the elevator. In her reflection, her red lips curved into a crescent: "Finally willing to turn on the lights?"
Executive President Wang frantically jabbed at his wristwatch projection, the "No Signal" icon pulsing blood-red in his pupils.
"This is a Military-Grade Jammer," Veteran Chen Hai suddenly tore open his collar to reveal an old centipede-shaped scar beneath his collarbone. "I've seen something similar in Kabul..."
College student Lin Xiao pressed herself against the metal wall, her ear studs flickering under the cold light.
"Listen!" she urged, her trembling fingertips detecting a faint buzzing from a section of wall. On the seventh knock, a Scarlet Button sprang from its hidden compartment, causing her to scream and tumble into the doctor's arms.
As Pink Purple Smoke erupted from the Ventilation Duct, Zhang Meng saw spent shells glimmering phosphorescently on the ground under the moonlight. The boy he had shot himself suddenly stood up from within the smoke, blood still oozing from a bullet hole in his temple.
"Captain..."
The boy's voice was thick with the sound of sloshing brain matter.
The doctor’s white coat was splattered with fluorescent blue antidote, while the syringe repeatedly pierced his own thigh.
"I can't sleep..."
He mechanically repeated, watching as the holographic image of his wife and child in his pocket watch twisted into skulls.
President Wang was using a crocodile leather belt to choke himself, bits of torn ten-thousand-yuan bills stuck to his tongue.
The Red-Dressed Woman suddenly tore apart her pearl necklace, the milky beads exploding into powder on the metal floor.
"Still haven't recognized the handiwork of an old friend?"
Her blood-stained stiletto lifted Zhang Meng's chin.
"Three years ago at Yellowstone National Park, during the Quantum Collider incident, some people should remember it all too well..."
Lin Xiao saw his mother approaching with an electric shock device in his hallucination, his back colliding with a suddenly opened maintenance passage.
Amidst the sound of rusted gears turning, the elevator began to move sideways, the sensation of weightlessness causing everyone to sway drunkenly.
Xiao Chen suddenly laughed maniacally as he tore open his shirt, blood seeping from the binary code tattoo on his chest: "I've found it! The flaw in the Seventh Generation Neural Interaction Protocol!"
The entire mirror wall abruptly turned deep purple, countdown numbers burning into everyone's retinas.
At the moment the numbers hit zero, eighteen laser dots appeared simultaneously on each person's forehead.
The Red-Dressed Woman's laughter suddenly became ethereal: "Now, let us welcome the game designer..."
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