Chapter 279

Lucas gathered the box containing the chip on the table, "Since you don't have the slightest intention to cooperate, we don't need to talk anymore!" "Mr. Wallace, have you shown enough sincerity?" The other person asked in mangled Chinese. A chilly smile played off Lucas's lips, "Then let’s not talk further!" He closed the box, turned around, and decided to leave. But two burly men blocked his way. His handsome, narrow phoenix eyes squinted slightly, and two egg-shaped toys appeared in his hands. "Do you think you guys can stop me?" The other party glanced at the objects in his hand, "Mr. Wallace's achievements in artificial intelligence are unparalleled. Naturally, we humans with mere flesh and blood can't compete with Mr. Wallace's AI. It would be like an egg striking a rock. But, if we put up a little resistance, we should be able to keep Mr. Wallace here without a problem." The two eggs in Lucas's hand inflated in an instant into two full-sized robots that were almost indistinguishable from real people. However, at the same time, the opponent shouted in a stern voice, "Retreat!" One of the robots grasped the two burly men who blocked Lucas's path right away. The other robot rushed towards the person who was negotiating with Lucas. Then, with a "bam" sound, it hit an invisible wall and was bounced back. Lucas frowned and peered around, only then realizing that his surroundings, which appeared the same as before, were now completely enclosed by a glass-like, transparent material. In essence, he and his robots, along with the two burly men, were trapped inside a box. "Mr. Wallace, I know you love your country. Our agreement was for a private deal in this meeting, but you want to report it back to your country and escalate it to a national level. It's a pity, your country is just not competent enough. Those covert protectors of yours have been dealt with by me. Now, all you can do is wait for your imminent death!" The man said with a malicious tone in his once-again faltering Chinese. "No need for you to try breaking through the exquisite crystal room I’ve set up for you. It’s made from the latest material I've developed; your robot wouldn’t stand a chance at breaking it. Enjoy the hallucination-like pleasure of oxygen deprivation! Oh and Mr. Wallace, a friendly reminder - would you like to live a little longer? You could start by eliminating those two creatures racing you for the oxygen in there!" After he finished speaking, the sound of rotating mechanics resounded in the room. The ground beneath him sank down, taking him with it. Lucas didn’t even spare him a glance, instead, he focused on the two sturdy men. He had mentally calculated a while ago: the oxygen in this clear glass box should be enough for the three of them to breathe for three hours and eighteen minutes. However, if he got rid of these two, the remaining oxygen would last him for eleven hours and fifty-four minutes. If he could a way to adjust his breathing rhythm and speed, he might even be able to hold out for over twenty hours. If so, he might still have chance to await the arrival of a rescue from the government. He stared frostily at the two sturdy men, but suddenly his gaze stiffened. Swiftly, he yanked the collar of their shirts back, a winged tiger tattoo appeared before his eyes. He then looked back at the two sturdy men who had a vacant look in their eyes. He furrowed his brow, stretching out a hand to snap his fingers near the ears of the two burly men. In an instant, the two men regained their composure. As if instinctual, they first glanced at their surrounding environment, then at each other. When they saw Lucas, they respectfully bowed a little, “Doctor Wallace.” Lucas frowned tightly. “Since when has the willpower training of you, Shadow Team, deteriorated to such an extent that you were hypnotized to attack the people you are supposed to protect!” Shadow Three and Shadow Seven had looks of shame on their faces. This time... they had indeed made a big fool of themselves. Lucas didn't say much more. He briefly informed them of their current situation, told them to sit obediently, adjust their breathing, consume as little oxygen as possible and wait for rescue. —— In the meantime, Jane stared transfixed at the originally orange dots on the brick-like device gradually turning red, until they finally flickered and emitted an alarm sound. Her heart was already in her throat. The driver, Fisher, had pressed the pedal to the metal, clearly treating the car as if it were an airplane. The vehicle finally halted at their destination. Jane stared at the postmodern building sitting within the vast mountains. Her heart clenched even tighter. In front of her was an egg-shaped building made entirely of metal. She recognized this metal at a glance—it did not belong to their present era. It should belong to twenty years in the future, the time from which she had traveled back. Even in twenty years, this material was extremely precious, only used by the top countries to build laboratories for the top scientists. It's said to be the safest material in the world. The Jane's face looked unusually serious. She didn’t care that Frederick and Fisher were still there, she directly transformed the brick mobile in her hands into a mini computer. Her delicate, small fingers tap rapidly upon it. She knew Lucas was in there, and his present condition was dangerous. However, the material used in this building thwarted the idea of forcefully barging in. The only thing she can do now is breach the smart systems controlling the building and open the door. Looking at the Jane's grave expression, a pang of heartache flickered within the depths of Frederick's obsidian-like eyes. He extended his hand towards Fisher. Fisher promptly handed him a small, intricate computer. "Jane, connect with my computer, I’ll help you!" As soon as his words fell, little Jane turned to glance at him. Her gaze paused on his computer for a moment and then she nodded hard, "Mmm!" The moment both computers connected, Jane's fingers frantically typed on the keyboard, while she couldn’t help but look at Frederick again. The computing power of Frederick's algorithms was much stronger than hers. In that instant, she finally completely verified Frederick's identity. With their combined effort, five minutes later, the building's system had been breached. The sound of metal echoed as the building’s entrance swung open. Frederick gave Fisher a look and Fisher immediately made his way into the building. Frederick, holding little Jane’s hand, followed behind…