“Fine,” Leo grumbled, ordering a 1200W Platinum unit out of spite.
Leo smiled, closed the laptop, and loaded another game. The calculator hadn’t just saved his PC. It had saved him from himself.
Maya didn’t argue. She just clicked a small button below the result:
The cheap 750W PSU he’d almost used sat on a shelf nearby. Leo imagined it inside his case at that exact moment—the capacitors screaming, the protection circuit failing, a silent pop followed by the smell of burned silicon.
