Urban: The Sigil Arts Illustrator

Wang Lin looked straight at Sun Manlin's searching gaze, his expression utterly calm.

His voice was clear and composed. "Divination. I used calculations to pinpoint the core node of the bug."

"Bam!" A loud crash rang out.

Zhang Feng slammed his palm down on the conference table, making the water glasses and mouse jump.

He sprang to his feet, his face turning red.

Pointing at Wang Lin, Zhang Feng roared furiously, "Divination?! What kind of international joke is this? Wang Lin! This is a tech company, not a fortune-telling stall on the street!"

His eyes blazed with the anger of someone who had been made a fool of.

"Using fortune-telling to locate a software bug? That's a disgrace to technology! To science! To every programmer in the department who's been working overtime day and night!"

His chest heaved, and even his fingers trembled with rage.

The intern immediately stood up and nodded repeatedly.

"Exactly! This is ridiculous! If divination worked, what would we need programmers for? What a waste of time!" His tone was full of disdain.

Wang Lin paused, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Feng and the intern behind him. "It only proves... that you don't know much."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.