944 Drakon’s Two Disciples (1/2)

But for now, he had something that he wanted to do first before calling it a night. He sat behind the desk in the study and powered up his laptop computer. It was rather large in surface area but thin and surprisingly lightweight.

There was also no visible branding anywhere on the laptop. The desktop icons showed application software that other computer users in the world weren't familiar with. Even the operating system was unknown, its functionality entirely different from what most users were used to.

And yet René Alejandro's fingers flew over the keyboard and touchpad until they were almost a blur, showing his mastery of not only his device but the unknown operating system and application software.

He clicked his tongue, his expression showing dissatisfaction, even as his fingers moved nonstop over the keyboard.

”I should push for the renovations of the new house to finish earlier, hopefully before the year ends,” he muttered under his breath in Spanish. ”I need a more permanent base in this country so that I can set up my usual computer station. I hate using laptops. Such ergonomic nightmares!”

”WhiteTigress,” he murmured while lightly drumming his fingers on the desk. ”This style feels somewhat familiar. Hmmm….”

His eyes flashed with battle spirit. Cracking his knuckles, he let his fingers fly again on the keyboard.

Codes flooded his screen and numerous windows popped up in quick succession. However, he remained focused despite the dizzying display on his computer screen. His mouth started stretching in a wide grin.

”Not bad! Hahahaha!”

”Whoa! Trying to attack me, huh? Let's see what you've got, kid!”

”Oh, a new one! Who are you?!”

”BlackPanther? What a name!”

”Working together, huh? Give me your best combo shot, then!”

René Alejandro looked like he was having the time of his life as he exclaimed and laughed while using his laptop. If someone saw him right now, they would think that he was just playing an exciting computer game. His dimples appeared more prominent as his grin stretched widely across his face in excitement.

His fingers revved up as he became even more excited.

”Hahahaha! This is so much fun!”

”Good effort, you two! Too bad that you're facing against me! You're a hundred years—no, fifty years…fine, you're ten years too early to—what the?!”

His ecstatic expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by a grave look. A deep furrow formed between his brows but his eyes were only becoming sharper and laser-focused as the seconds ticked by. Sweat started to bead on his skin.

”Who the fuck are you?!” he growled. ”This style…don't tell me!”

All he could do was protect himself at the moment and safeguard any sensitive information that his device might contain. He didn't have the luxury to launch a counterattack because the opponents were too strong.

It was three against one.

Despite this, he didn't give up. He had utmost confidence in his skills. After all, he was the next—

His laptop computer suddenly shut down on its own.

Silence.