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In the hidden workshop, the lights were dim and flickering. It was filled with all sorts of advanced electronic equipment, and the whirring of the instruments wove together into a tense symphony.
Lin Wanwan sat before the console, her eyes bloodshot and her face gaunt. The long hours of intense work had left her physically and mentally exhausted.
But she knew time was short. The fate of countless people hung on every second, and she couldn't afford to let up for a moment.
She took a deep breath, forced herself to focus, and once again turned her gaze to the equipment glowing with a technological light before her.
This equipment was the sharp blade in her hand, the key to her battle against the forces of darkness.
This time, she set her sights on the Bright Holy See's mysterious and heavily guarded satellite.
Lin Wanwan's ten fingers danced across the keyboard, her movements practiced yet urgent.
Each keystroke produced a crisp, rapid sound.
