Just as Wang Wen had always complained.
The process of solving scientific puzzles was truly dry and boring.
With Mechanism Art, he could at least get his hands dirty dismantling things. Every now and then, a massive explosion would blow away half his health—enough to wake him up.
As for wilderness survival, that went without saying. In front of a master poison-maker, it was as enjoyable as camping.
Scientific puzzle-solving alone was filled from start to finish with vast amounts of tedious, drawn-out written information.
Wang Wen had the least patience for this kind of dull work in a cramped environment.
He was the sort of freak who, if he encountered one or two password-input mechanisms in a timed escape room and had plenty of time, would rather squat there and brute-force the combinations than solve scientific puzzles.
He did not want to read even a tiny bit of written information!
Yet if he wanted to clear the level, he had no choice but to calm down and read through it slowly, sorting everything out bit by bit.
As a result, every time he saw a timed escape room, his head would ache.
Considering the professionalism expected of an all-round Tower Climber, he could only aggrievedly hypnotize himself.
He told himself this was training his mental strength.
In fact, every time he went through a scientific puzzle-solving timed escape room in his previous life, his mental strength really did increase.
This phenomenon always left his teammates in awe, their envy written all over their faces.
One had to know that mental strength training was extremely painful, and there was still no training method on the market guaranteed to work.
Most existing methods required people to confront the things they rejected most deeply in their hearts.
The tragic part was that,