Awakening the Daily Intelligence System Chapter 752 - 317 Desperation Struggles and Multi-party Game

Alicia stared intently at the beaker before her, her hands gripping the chains on either side tightly, her face filled with hesitation, conflict, and fear. She couldn’t imagine what horrifying things would happen if she put her slender, pale hand into this terrifying aqua regia.

"Tick tock..."

The sound of the tir’s hand moving echoed through the dim and silent room, making the atmosphere even more oppressive and tense.

Alicia hesitated, slowly reaching out her right hand, but as soon as it reached the mouth of the beaker, she withdrew it quickly as if scorched. Her face was a tangle of hesitation, fear, and cowardice, as an intense internal struggle took place.

Yet she knew very clearly that she did not have much ti left. If she did not muster the courage to take out the key, only death would await her.

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At this thought, Alicia gritted her teeth, her brows tightly knit, and with trembling right hand, she slowly reached it back toward the mouth of the beaker again.

At this mont, only fifteen seconds remained on the tir, with each passing second counting down the final monts of her life. Whether Alicia could seize this last chance or succumb to fear and hesitation and et her death remained unknown. anwhile, the viewers in the live broadcast room held their breath, closely watching the screen, waiting for the final outco...

The desperate struggle and the clash of forces in the Dark Live Room

In the bustling yet crisis-laden city of Los Angeles, the ’Dark Law Enforcer’ Lin Mo’s live broadcast was like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves of unrest. As the live broadcast progressed, the situation grew increasingly tense, with various forces converging toward the center of events—the abandoned building near Hughes Village (forrly Xu Family Village).

At this mont, in the live broadcast room, Alicia Linder (forrly Cui Xue Li) faced a life or death decision. She gritted her teeth, a glint of resolve flashing in her eyes as if making a final stand against fate. Her right hand paused briefly at the mouth of the beaker filled with aqua regia, then, as if summoning imnse courage, she plunged it into the beaker.

This action imdiately triggered a violent chemical reaction. The beaker began to bubble vigorously, and the once translucent pale yellow aqua regia suddenly turned murky and turbid.

"Ah!!!"

Alicia let out a scream that was inhuman, filled with endless pain and fear. She hurriedly pulled her hand out of the beaker, frantically flinging her right hand. White smoke billowed continuously from her hand, and her once fair and delicate skin now bore large, terrifyingly red wounds, which deepened and spread visibly, so exposing the stark white bones within, a ghastly sight.

The viewers in the live broadcast room, who may have had no firsthand concept of the corrosiveness of aqua regia before, now saw the grim reality of its terrible power in this grueso scene. A once beautiful hand, in just fractions of a second in aqua regia, was so corroded it was unrecognizable, hardly human.

In the office of the Los Angeles Police Departnt Criminal Investigation Team, Chief Jas Smith (forrly Song Yu) watched the live footage intently, his expression grave. Seeing Alicia’s corroded hand, his emotions spiraled out of control as he angrily hurled the cup he had just picked up. With a "crack," the ceramic cup shattered on the floor with the crisp sound echoing around him.

"Damn it!"

Still not appeased, Jas Smith slamd his palm on the table, producing a loud "bang." He turned his head and loudly interrogated the officer standing behind him: "Where’s David (forrly Liu Yang)! Why hasn’t he arrived at the scene yet?"

The officer imdiately straightened up and replied, "Chief, Captain David has located the MG car and is currently on his way to the abandoned building with personnel. He should reach the scene in five minutes at most!"

"Tell him to hurry up and capture the Dark Law Enforcer Lin Mo before the live broadcast ends!" Jas Smith’s brows furrowed, his tone revealing an unwavering determination.

"Yes, Chief!" The officer responded promptly and went off to relay the order.

anwhile, in the live broadcast room, Alicia, suspended in the room, continued to scream in pain. Her expression contorted with agony, while her right hand frothed with bubbles, the skin turning a sickly yellow and exuding a nauseating stench.

"Ah! You bastard! If I make it out alive today, I’ll kill you! I’ll kill your entire family!"

Alicia’s face twisted, screaming hoarsely, her whole deanor seed insane. Hatred and despair filled her eyes, as if wanting to cut the invisible enemy before her into pieces.

Seeing Alicia in such a state, those fans who still harbored a glimr of hope for her were now completely shattered.

"Alas, I never thought Alicia would be like this; I’ve liked her for so many years, what a blind fool I was!" soone labeled "Forr Fan" lanted in the bullet comnts.

"Truly, you can never know soone’s true heart. The pure goddess in my heart turned out so disgraceful. I hereby announce the disbandnt of the Alicia Northeast Support Group!" declared the "Northeast Support Group Leader".

"The North China Support Group disbands too!" followed the "North China Support Group Representative."

"The Southwest Harem Group will also disband!" echoed "Southwest Harem Group mbers".

The remaining viewers in the live broadcast room couldn’t help but laugh at these declarations which seed like a farcical breakup.

"Hahaha, this is so funny. These people were just fighting over who should pay the ransom to release Alicia, and now look at them, they turn their backs so quickly," mocked "Scoffer" in the bullet comnts.

"Exactly, they were so cocky just now, why aren’t they prancing around anymore? Co on, if you’ve got the guts, keep going!" jested "Joker" in agreent.

"DYY Little Viewer rewards the strear with 5 planes!—Being mad at these fans is pointless, I’m more curious to see how Alicia will end up," remarked "Curious Viewer" with a reward showing where their attention lay.

"Mu Zixin rewards the strear with 10 rockets!—The guy upstairs has a small perspective, you guys might not know this, but Los Angeles is in chaos now, police forces, black market factions, and quite a few citizens are all scouring the streets for the strear. I’m more curious about how the strear will escape under these circumstances," revealed "Observer of Affairs".

"Wow, how heartless the citizens of Los Angeles are! The Dark Enforcer has eliminated so many evildoers for the city, yet they still want to capture him!" sympathized "Supporter of Justice" for Lin Mo.

"In this real world, how much is gratitude actually worth? Leonard Johnson (forrly Li Lijun) openly offers a ransom of one hundred million US Dollars, secretly two hundred million, just to capture the strear. Who in this day and age won’t choose money?" remarked "Reality Perceiver" with resignation.

"Alas, this world is too unfair; the rich can do whatever they want while the poor might get penalized just for spitting!" lanted "Sighing Observer".

As the debate raged on in the bullet comnts, the live broadcast room’s footage took a new turn. Alicia once again lifted her severely mangled right arm, and despite its constant trembling, resolutely plunged it back into the beaker, desperately groping for the key buried at the bottom of the beaker.

Waves of excruciating pain washed over her like tides, and the burning sensation nearly drove her into madness. Alicia watched helplessly as the skin on her right hand slowly disappeared, exposing blood-red at, and her once beautiful nails turned black as coal.

In the room, a sound like soda fizzing echoed, and the once murky, pale yellow aqua regia was now dyed a glaring red by her blood. Alicia’s screams continued unabated as she kept her focus dead set on the key at the bottom of the beaker, as if it were her only hope for survival.

A little more!

Just a little more!

Finally, Alicia’s right fingertips touched the key, and a glimr of hope surged in her heart, however dim that hope was...