It was the first time Yan Xiaobei had seen the Queen Bee in full action.
Like a storm, she swept through the North District in an instant, every resistance proving futile. Firewalls, defense systems—before the Queen Bee, these were as flimsy as a thin layer of paper, collapsing at a touch.
Within a matter of ten minutes, the North District was completely overrun.
Every electronic device, be it computers, phones, cameras, cars, or monitors, fell under the Queen Bee's control, transforming them into her weapons, eyes, and ears.
Every pedestrian on every street, no matter what they wore or said, could be intercepted, tracked by the Queen Bee to distinguish innocuous passersby from enemies.
"Every time I see the Queen Bee in action, it feels exaggerated."
Iron Man seemed to sense something, sitting in the backseat of a car. He sighed, now wearing sunglasses at some point, as exaggerated data cascaded down like a waterfall.
"Here, this is for you."
"What?"
