Just as Xiao Mo was grinding his teeth, speechless and unable to figure it out,
Yi Lin was hiding in the dark.
She did only one thing—
Make a phone call.
Soon the call connected.
Yi Lin felt relieved that Mo Mengmeng finally understood the importance of the "bigger picture."
She was finally willing to put Yi Lin on the "whitelist."
This meant, thankfully, that calling Molly no longer required entering that tedious password... and the voice command.
The moment the communication line opened, Molly was both shocked and delighted, bombarding her with questions, "Is it all done? Finished? That fast?"
Yi Lin, expressionless, couldn't be bothered to correct the misunderstandings in Molly's words.
"I feel that something is off."
"What do you mean?"
Yi Lin closed her eyes, "It feels... too smooth."
"You... is smooth bad?" Molly almost blurted out, "Are you out of your mind?"