Essence of Speed 1

Unexpected.

Just as Zhang Yong understood and was preparing to set off, he realized that Lin An was still standing where he was.

"Mr. Lin An...?"

"Is there another problem?"

Zhang Yong looked puzzled.

They had already figured it out, and they had indeed tested Secret Chamber No. 277. The Safe Time was thirty seconds.

So why hadn't Lin An moved after deducing this?

His smile fading, Lin An calmly shook his head.

"The deduction is correct."

"The theory is correct too."

"But I need to verify a few things."

"I just feel..."

"That North America's line of thought has gone wrong somewhere."

His mind subconsciously turned toward the Sand of Time inside his ring.

If there hadn't been a Perfect-Grade Mission, Lin An wouldn't have thought so much about it.

It was simply too easy.

North America's line of thought was so simple that it required no consideration at all. That was completely inconsistent with the difficulty of a Perfect-Grade Mission.

You've got to be kidding me.

A Trial Mission with increased difficulty could actually be completed by having them casually farm points?

Lin An understood the System's ways far too well.

Even if the Trial Mission didn't require many clues and he only needed to start from himself and think about the meaning of the trial...

Lin An would never foolishly make a judgment just like that.

The Sand of Time...

I remember it can recreate the past in any scene, just like replaying a videotape.

"Let me take a look... What exactly did I see back then..."

He muttered to himself.

A scene from inside the secret chamber suddenly surfaced in Lin An's memories.

There seemed to be something inside the gap of that stone coffin...

The Weeping Angels' thirty-second wait...

What exactly were they waiting for?