Lu Zheng’s astonishment was genuine and profound. The architectural flaw Seraphina had isolated was not something any corporate entity, even his own engineers, had successfully pinpointed. It was the precise, terrifying weakness of his life’s work. His respect for Seraphina was now undeniable, replacing his previous corporate disdain.
“The time-lock server,” Lu Zheng murmured, leaning back, running his hand over his chin. “It is a radical solution. Expensive, but it maintains the integrity of the original design philosophy. It shows a mind focused on pure function, not profit.”
Seraphina seized the momentum, shifting the focus from the technical challenge back to the personal one.
“The solution is not merely technical, Mr. Zheng,” she stated
