Ye Chen sat in front of the computer, his fingers swiftly tapping on the keyboard.
Lamo's forehead was sweating profusely.
Earlier, he felt like he was invading an unguarded realm.
But now, he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of pressure coming from the other side.
This was the first time Lamo felt a crisis.
"Who on earth is the opponent?" Lamo murmured, looking grim.
This enemy was simply too strong, leaving him a bit surprised.
In less than a minute, the opponent had defeated him.
Indeed, he had encountered a formidable enemy.
He was quickly forced to withdraw from the second layer of the security barrier.
A few more minutes passed, and not only was he pushed back, but even his computer was attacked by the opponent.
"Damn it!" Lamo cursed harshly, now on the brink of tears, not only failing but also being remotely controlled by the opponent.
At this moment, he was frantically panicking, hurriedly standing up to unplug the power, cold sweat pouring out.
