Chapter 23
Author: Stherie Night
last update2025-10-23 21:00:07

Tyson stared at the phone in his hand just as it vibrated again. Before the notification appeared, he had exchanged a few words with the system in his head.

“Can you get me inside?” he asked silently, his voice calm but edged with urgency.

[Request in progress. Protocol identification adjustment required.]

“How long?”

[Less than two minutes, if there are no external interferences.]

Tyson gave a small nod, though only he knew why. He kept his eyes fixed on the guards, trying to wait patiently.

But just then, his phone buzzed again, a short vibration, followed by the sound of a new notification. He lowered his gaze and unlocked it with a swift motion.

Before he could read what was on the screen, a hand suddenly shot out and snatched the phone from his grasp.

“Hey,” the voice came from the man who had been the loudest of the group, the first to recognize him. He twirled the phone between his fingers, smirking.

“What’s this, hm? The only valuable thing you have left is this phone?”

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