As 252 spoke, he looked down at the terminal chip, but the thing didn't respond at all, as if it had crashed.

“Okay…” she said, pointing randomly in a direction, “How about we throw a bomb outside? If there are any survivors, it should work… Never mind, never mind.”

"I'd really like to try out what nanoweapons are all about. Look how many thermal weapons can fit into a chip the size of my palm. It's practically mystical."

Just then, the elevator started running again, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Pandora could only look away, staring at the glass dome with some boredom, lost in thought.

The ascent lasted for five minutes, followed by another jolt, and then the elevator doors opened. An announcement came over the loudspeaker, informing them that they had arrived inside the Dolphin Hotel.

Outside was a lavishly decorated hall.

A man sitting on the sofa, holding a wine glass, was stunned for a moment when they suddenly appeared. Then he stood up, clapped his hands, and smiled.

Pandora tilted her head and looked at him, thinking that this person was obviously surprised, but also acted very enthusiastically, as if he wanted to give the two of them a hug. However, judging from 252's disgusted expression, anyone who dared to come over and hug her would die on the spot.

Fortunately, the other party noticed the hint and stopped after taking a few steps.

"Well, anyway, Joseph must have had a reason for leaving me here."

Sergio said, taking another big gulp from the bottle, pointing to the sofa behind him, and saying to them, "Excuse me for asking a question."

"What are you two bitches doing here?"