The Man Who Couldn’t Be Captured

Chapter 146: Chapter 89 (part 2)


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Leo was awakened by the system's alarm. Those with a long-term pattern of disordered sleep feared the moment of getting up in the morning the most.

He covered his ears and asked painfully, "What did she do?"

"She has been standing in a forbidden area, attempting to open a door," the AI replied.

Han Yanyan had not tried to hide her intention to escape or kill him, so Leo was not particularly surprised to hear that she had tried to get into a forbidden area. He even felt  that he would have been more suspicious of her holding some big move up her sleeve if she hadn't attempted to push his boundaries, given that she had been here for quite a few days now.

Her blatantness relaxed him.

"This is what she would do"; "She really did do it" - that line of thought always made him feel like he had Han Yanyan in the palm of his hand.

Han Yanyan dismantled the switch panel and fiddled with the wires, feeling a headache coming on. She had learned a great deal in the mecha world, but hadn't really paid much attention to electronics. Holding the little pair of pliers in her hand, she hesitated about which wire to cut. Finally, she made up her mind and went for the one with the least pleasing colour.

"Stop that!" came Leo's unpleasant voice.

"Oh, good morning." Han Yanyan put her hands behind her back and gave him an elegant smile.

Leo rolled his eyes. "Confiscate the tool she's holding." With an armed drone threatening her from overhead, a robot approached.

"What are you up to now?" Leo asked, suddenly feeling like the sentence he said the most to Han Yanyan was probably this one.

"I hear that... this room houses the simulation world system?" Han Yanyan said leisurely. "I'm probably going to be locked up inside there until I lose it, so while I'm still sane I'd like to see what my prison looks like."

"Well, whatever. I was just giving it a go." Smiling, she handed the little pair of pliers to the robot without an ounce of resistance. Then she turned to leave.

"Hey..." Leo suddenly called.

Han Yanyan came to a stop and glanced back at him over her shoulder. It was such an elegant gesture that it was hard to tell who she was. The eldest daughter of a wealthy family? A college student who had become a rich wife? The matriarch of a family for forty years? All these former personalities were now part of her.

She regarded Leo quietly, no expectations in her eyes.

Leo had called out to her on impulse and regretted it a little. But Han Yanyan's composed gaze made him think; Doesn't she look so sure that I would never be generous enough to show her the simulation system?

HIs little regrets disappeared at the thought of breaking her certainty.

"Isn't it just a simulation system?" he smiled proudly. "Follow me."

Although Han Yanyan's expression did not change, her eyes lit up. Such brightness ignited a spark of joy in his heart.

He walked over to the hatch and it opened for him. Glancing at her, he walked in, listening to her footsteps. Her first and second steps were relatively steady, but the third and fourth were out of sync, stumbling to catch up.

Leo's mouth curled.

Han Yanyan walked into the operating room of the simulation world to see huge, complex machines and enough flashing indicator lights to dazzle anyone.

Thick cables bunched together, finally gathering into a single vast twist that disappeared into the base of the operating room.

"What is this?" Han Yanyan touched a strange chair. There were two such chairs in the room.

"Operating cabin," Leo said. "That's the one I usually use, and the other one is a spare."

"Are you sitting here when you monitor what I do inside the simulation?" Han Yanyan asked.

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"Yes," he answered.

Han Yanyan didn't quiz Leo further, merely looking up at him. Unlike the calm and indifferent look of just now, this one was brimming with hope. But she didn't voice them, didn't mention them.

Just looking at him with those eyes was enough. It was as if those eyes could speak.

For dark and gloomy Leo Parker, whose head was bowed and chest was hunched, whose long hair covered his face, who in the eyes of the opposite sex had always been either a freak or as transparent as air, a woman's expectant look was more than enough to make him come.

Leo shuddered, tamped down the feeling surging through his body, and raised his chin slightly. "Want to see how I monitor you?"

Han Yanyan held her breath. "Can I?"

Her face was calm, but her hands were slightly shaking - Han Yanyan had always been very detail-oriented.

Leo savoured the pleasure of control and charity, and said generously, "Of course, this way--"

He extended his hand to her without thinking. Without the slightest hint of hesitation, Han Yanyan placed her hand in his. By the time Leo shuddered in reaction, she had already seated herself in the control cabin and let go.

Leo felt one side of his shoulder go numb.

He helped her close the hatch and hurriedly jumped into the other control cabin.

"I don't have an architect at present, and there aren't any ongoing worlds, so let me show you a playback of one of your previous ones. Alright... here we go."

As Leo worked, Han Yanyan lay in the control cabin, holographic screens flashing before her eyes. Each was a frame from Yao Chen's world, featuring schoolgirl Han Yanyan, Jiang Ye, Xiao Yang, Sanhu, and even the manager and girls at Jinhao's, Han Yanyan's schoolmates, and Yao Chen's subordinates.

Although simulated, the world was complete. Every individual acted according to their own logic and karma, linking and intertwining with the logic of others, their interplay weaving a dense network to form a world.

"Is this it?" Han Yanyan stared at the screens.

Hundreds of holographic screens flashed rapidly before her, as if she were quickly turning the pages of a book, just like when she was watching soap operas on over a dozen screens at the same time. Although the amount of information being presented was enormous, her brain could still take it all in.

Considering the difference in speed between that of the "world" and real life, this was like watching a fast-forwarded video.

"This is the normal browsing method. I generally monitor using the optical flow infusion method," came Leo's voice in reply. "Wanna try it?"

"Yes." Han Yanyan said.

The moment she spoke, the screens before her suddenly transformed into countless streams of light, rushing into her eyes. They flashed along her optic nerves and reached her brain in an instant, there to be analyzed and interpreted.

In what seemed like the blink of an eye, Han Yanyan 'entered' the world.

"Tell me, whose child is this?" Yao Chen's voice was gentle.

Han Yanyan recalled this scene, this sound. But right now she was standing beside Yao Chen, very close; close enough to see how the muscles of his face twisted and contorted as he gritted his teeth.

He hated her so much.

Loved her, and hated herUsed to denote the coexistence of love and hate. Think of how they work together like how you love a newborn baby and also omg when they wake you up at 3am for the third time you're the maddest you've ever been..

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