When multiple unfinished tasks piled up at once, time always became especially brutal. It would give you a fierce shove from behind, watch you tumble forward in disarray, then sneer silently. And if you could endure such brutality while remaining composed, then in a sense, you could perhaps be called "strong."
Ronan did not know whether he could get a handle on the "Time Bandit."
According to procedure, the three-day sterilization period had ended. However, he was later than Professor Lan Zhu and Doctor Xiang Chai. During the remaining day and a half, he had devoted nearly all his energy to recalling and visualizing the sound of the word "I," correcting issues with the "Card Deck," and studying papers on "Zombie Ants" and related fields. Time had felt so scarce that he had overlooked the "Check-Out Notice" Iron Block had sent him.
He did not snap out of it until Field Officer Wang Zhen personally activated the projection screen and told him to get out.
Still, Field Officer Wang Zhen, whose face habitually remained tense, exchanged a few words with him before he left. "You still haven't saved Zhong He's contact information?"
Ronan gave an "oh." "I forgot."
Field Officer Wang Zhen silently sighed. "Fine, I'll pass along another message for you. In one hour, you have a meeting in Meeting Room 2302 of the Logistics Zone."
"We?"
"The people involved in your new project... All right, leave the sterilization room immediately. There's a line behind you!"
"Yes, Field Officer."
Ronan quickly packed up everything. There was not much to pack, really. Soon, he left the "single room" that had confined him for three days and walked out of the High-Level Authority Zone under its blurring effect on his perception. He first searched for the meeting room address Field Officer