The basement's emergency lights buzzed and flickered overhead, stretching and shortening their shadows. Lin Mo's fingertips still burned with the residual heat of the self-destructed holographic terminal, while Su Yuqing's wrist in his palm grew cold at a visible rate.
"Data corruption rate: ninety-seven point eight percent..." The System Spirit's voice sounded as if it were submerged in water, repeating the number in broken fragments.
Su Yuqing suddenly began to cough violently, a pale blue liquid seeping through her fingers. Lin Mo scrambled to support her back, but the moment he touched her, he felt a faint electric current. It wasn't sweat—a nano-scale crystalline structure was forming across the surface of her skin.
Chapter 191