Cosmos frowned. “I know you're very capable, but they're not pushovers, either. We might end up in a lose-lose situation if this continues. Is this really necessary?”
Anthony turned to look at Cosmos, and he said, “What I said might not be pleasing to the ear, but you can't deny that I do have a point. I'm considering the bigger picture.”
Just as Anthony was deep in thought, Cosmos said, “If only Ms. Watson were here. With her abilities, she would surely be able to succeed.”
Ms. Watson? Nat?
At the mention of Natasha, Anthony remembered the first time he had a face-off with this person. They were at a stalemate at that time, and Natasha's appearance helped him win one round.
With that thought in mind, Anthony narrowed his eyes and wondered what would Natasha do if she were the one competing with the other party right now.
Natasha's operation flashed across his mind, and as he recalled how she handled the situation, he changed his actions and speed.
Anthony's talents extended beyond mere aptitude for learning. His memory and imitation skills were equally exceptional. Ever since he was old enough to remember things, he had been observing Natasha working at the computer. Through thorough observation, he had naturally grasped Natasha's strategies.
As his train of thought ended there, Anthony's approach had completely taken on Natasha's style.
A new round of battle commenced.
The other party realized something was amiss and typed: Who are you?
Ignoring him, Anthony focused on attacking.
The fact that he asked such a question meant that he was apprehensive of the turn of events.
Cosmos watched from the sidelines and frowned, finding the boy's actions somewhat familiar.
Then, realization dawned upon him. “Is this... Ms. Watson's way of attacking?”
Anthony's lips curled into a smirk. “You do seem to know my mom quite well!”
For a moment, Cosmos was at a loss for words, and he was bewildered. Anthony seemed to have learned from Natasha, but his previous approach and his current one could be described as two extreme methods, not at all the same. After observing Anthony adopt Natasha's method, however, he understood the situation completely.
So... this is just an excuse, isn't it?
His gaze was filled with surprise as he looked at Anthony.
His operation method seems very familiar, too, but I just can't seem to remember where I've seen it before.
As Cosmos was deep in thought, someone exclaimed from behind him, “Impressive!”
Regaining his senses, Cosmos looked at the computer screen only to see Anthony forcing their opponent to a dead-end and was on the verge of breaking through the opponent's last line of defense.
Cosmos narrowed his eyes and grew tense.
Staring at the screen, he dared not relax even for a second.
Anthony suddenly asked, “How much longer, Cosmos?”
“What?”
“The time! How much longer?”
Cosmos frowned. “What's the point of checking the time now? You're almost there!” Despite saying this, he still lifted his wrist to check the time.
“Three minutes left!”
Anthony inclined his head. “That should be enough.”
“Generally speaking, the last layer of defense is the hardest to break through. Three minutes probably won't be enough, right?”
Anthony fixed his gaze on the screen and continued attacking aggressively. “It might not be enough for you, but not me.”
The opponent was evidently taken by surprise. Even if they abandoned other considerations to bolster their defense, it was clear that Anthony's offensive capabilities outmatched theirs by a significant degree.
And so, time continued to slip away, minute by minute.
The people watching behind Anthony grew nervous.
In the end, Anthony successfully breached their final defense five seconds before the remaining three minutes ended.
In that instant, a chorus of cheers and astonished voices erupted from behind.
Even Cosmos was taken aback.
Others might not know, but Anthony knew exactly who he was referring to.
Leaning in, he typed out: Is it important?
The other party asked: So, you were just imitating that person's actions earlier?
Anthony: Yep.
The other party was clearly shocked: Who exactly are you? Not everyone is capable enough to achieve the feat of employing their own tactics while mimicking others' at the same time.
Anthony pondered for a moment and responded: Would you believe me if I said I am just a child?
The other party: What do you think?
Anthony typed: If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do.
The members of the dark web were speechless. Even we find it hard to believe if we hadn't seen it for ourselves, let alone those who aren't present.
The other party: Wait for me. I will find you again!
Anthony: Do you even know my name?
The other party: Even if I don't know your name, I remember every move you've made.
After some thought, Anthony stopped beating around the bush and typed: Evil, Vermillion Base's network has already collapsed. Knowing Boss, he'll never let you off the hook. So, what do you say? Want to join us?
Evil: I will never join DX Group!
Anthony: I'm not from DX Group either.
Evil: Then who are you?
Anthony sent him a contact: I'll be waiting for your message.
However, as soon as he sent his message, the other party went offline immediately.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth)