Chapter 278
Author: DUNDAKI
last update2026-08-02 01:48:50

Everything in the penthouse was perfectly clean. There was not a single speck of dust.

"Welcome to Cloud Nine," Rell said, pulling her dark hood down. She smiled, looking proud. "It is a private safehouse used by high-end smugglers and elite data-thieves. It is not registered on any Bank grid. The security here is military-grade. No one can find you."

"It is... incredible," Glitch whispered. He ran across the white marble floor, his dirty boots leaving a trail of gray footprints. He jumped ont
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