Time trickled away.
Four hours later.
After the 177th rejected hypothesis, the entire conference room was weighed down by a heavy silence.
Thick smoke drifted above the conference room.
In the enormous strategic conference room, more than a thousand Third Order Awakeners and various technicians frantically analyzed and speculated. One hypothesis after another was proposed, then rejected.
Unable to determine what coordinate Lin An had hidden in that sentence, everyone felt a tremendous sense of powerlessness.
Although several of the deduced coordinates could possibly be correct, no one dared to confirm them.
His face was haggard.
Standing before the enormous conference table, Gao Tian continuously compared the three most likely results in his hands with his dry, cracked lips.
"Which one is it? What exactly will the coordinate be?"
"Will it be the coastal Antos Port, or the Mexico defensive line in a sparsely populated border region?"
He was practically possessed.
Like him, An JingTian had been thinking intensely without pause. At that moment, he was also trying his best to judge the deduction that represented the combined intelligence of all Dragon Security.
"Could it possibly be the answer Zhuanxu gave us?"
"It's Artificial Intelligence! Based on our memories, it believes Brother Lin is very likely in South America, near the dividing line between North and South America!"
"I don't know!! I really don't know!"
"Zhuanxu gave thirteen possible results. I feel like any of them could be right!"
Buzzers sounded repeatedly, and red dots flashed.
Even with its hundred-trillion-operations-per-second processing capacity, which could handle coordinated combat involving millions of people simultaneously, Zhuanxu could only provide the probability of every possibility while operating beyond its limits.
Six hours and two minutes later.
The conference room was oppressive and deathly silent.
From the initial excitement to the final silence, in just