Meng Wenguang was a man of action. He figured that instead of wasting time here, they might as well go back and check Sunshine Tree No. 12. "According to what you've said, the time on 18th Street should be just past 10:40. If I head back, the time on 17th Street should be 10:32, and on 16th Street it should be 10:17. By the time I reach 12th Street, it should be exactly 9:17. I'll go back and check first. If the time is still 10:40, I'll let you know with a green light."
With that, he headed for 12th Street. It wasn't all that far, anyway.
Soon, a green beam of light appeared above Sunshine Tree on 12th Street.
As the minutes ticked by, the Players grew increasingly anxious. They still didn't know what would happen when the clock struck 12:03. If their memories were wiped again, their situation wouldn't have improved at all. They would still be trapped in Pumpkin City, endlessly repeating the previous day.
"Is there something off about 12:03?" Yue Rui asked Xu Huo and the others. "If the time increases by fifteen minutes on every street, shouldn't it be 12:02 on 23rd Street?"
"A one-minute difference works out to just a few seconds per street. Our estimates aren't exact," Wang Ling said.
Yue Rui nodded. "I was wondering if Pumpkin City might be trying to remind us this way that the time intervals aren't consistent. Maybe the jump on one street is fifteen minutes and one second, while on the next it's fifteen minutes and seven seconds. The clocks are all jumbled too. Could that be another reminder that time isn't that important?"
"Nothing that happens here can become reality, and traveling through time isn't possible either. Besides, we went to Sunshine Tree No.