Devour

"I broke through its firewall. It's retreating to a defensive position. It's not even aware of how much I know about it!"

Little X.2's voice contained a hint of excitement.

"I've taken over ten percent of its territory…

"Twenty percent!

"Thirty percent…

"It's fighting back again, it's overclocking!"

Little X.2 provided a constant update as Chen Chen frowned. "Confident in your chances?"

"Less than one percent probability." Little X.2 sounded defeated. "My processing speed is completely outmatched, unless the opponent has some form of hardware malfunction."

"Hardware malfunction?"

Chen Chen suddenly had an idea. "Retreat for now. I'll come up with something else."

"Understood!"

As Little X.2 went on the retreat again, Chen Chen immediately unplugged the chip and left the main control room.

After a short moment, Chen Chen returned to the main control room holding a bottle of liquid nitrogen.