‎“…You should’ve made it harder.”‎The words didn’t echo.‎They didn’t need to.‎Because in a room like this, every word carried weight.‎Silence followed. Heavy. Unforgiving.‎Then a quiet scoff broke through it.‎“Arrogant.”‎Someone near the back.‎Low voice but heard.‎Marcus exhaled softly, shaking his head.‎“He really said it…”‎Elena didn’t react, didn’t speak.‎But her gaze stayed locked on Adrian.‎Unblinking.‎Because she knew something they didn’t.‎He wasn’t bluffing.‎At the center the man on the platform didn’t show any change in expression.‎“Begin.”‎The timer appeared.‎10:00 minutes.‎And started counting down.‎Adrian’s fingers moved.‎Calm. Precise.‎The screen shifted instantly.‎Data expanded.‎Layers unfolded.‎Hidden structures revealed.‎At first no one understood what he was doing, because he wasn’t reacting to the collapse.‎He wasn’t trying to stabilize it directly.‎He was rewriting it.‎Marcus leaned forward slightly.‎“…What is he doing?”‎Elena’s eyes