Lu Ban hopped and skipped toward the depths of the maze like a rabbit, occasionally glancing at the golden pocket watch in his hand.
"We're going to be late, we're going to be late."
He muttered to himself.
Plato had no idea what Lu Ban was up to, but he followed along.
"We don't have much time left?"
he asked. Given the current situation, Lu Ban was clearly the one with more information.
"Not exactly. It's just that the line fits the situation so well that I couldn't help saying it."
Lu Ban answered at once.
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Plato didn't quite understand what this young man was thinking, but remembering Lu Ban's earlier claim that he would blow this entire place up, he grew curious about how Lu Ban intended to do it.
According to Lu Ban, this was the Octopus Person's mental space, similar to a dream. The difference was that the other party possessed absolute control over it—it was like a dream that its owner could freely manipulate and alter.
Here, Urukuluuk could create all kinds of things, while any changes made by intruders could be erased with a single thought.
Even if Plato could see through the Ideal World and locate Urukuluuk's core, he could only accomplish that through a surprise attack while the other party was off guard. If the other party noticed his movements and prepared in advance, as with the severed clone earlier, Plato might not be able to succeed so easily.
And if they really blew up the entire mental world as Lu Ban had suggested, they would inevitably alert the enemy and heighten its guard. Solving the problem afterward would require even more time and effort.
He decided to observe Lu Ban for a while.
Lu Ban, wearing rabbit ears on his head,