Crippled Monkey froze for a moment, baffled. "Young Master, how did you figure that out?"
"I counted on my fingers and divined it."
Chen Fan offered no further explanation. Chuckling, he picked up some Pickled Greens with his chopsticks and put them in his mouth. "Not bad. Try some."
Last night, after eternal night descended.
He had sat in a daze for a while.
Then the strange tide had surged into the Canyon. He had been lost in thought for no longer than it took to drink a cup of tea.
Strange entities could not move around during Daytime. Nobody knew where they went in Daytime.
So...
He suspected.
This strange tide might have reached the Wasteland the previous night, only to hold off on an All-Out Assault because dawn was approaching. They had waited until darkness fell the following day, placed their eerie stones somewhere, then launched an All-Out Assault on the Sinkhole.
It was only a guess, but he thought there was a seventy percent chance he was right.
After all—
Surely the strange tide could not have crossed the sea from some unknown place, landed, and launched an All-Out Assault on him within the time it took to drink a cup of tea?
They must have found somewhere to rest the previous night.
That resting place was where the eerie stones were hidden.
"Young Master, you're really good at keeping your cool."
Monkey scratched his head, visibly restless. "If we find those eerie stones, we could buy enough Pickled Greens to last several lifetimes..."
"A great achiever must remain composed even if Mount Tai collapses before him, and show no fear even if the Yellow River bursts overhead."
"Is this a prerequisite for becoming a Great Achiever?"
"No."
Chen Fan shook his head and laughed. "But it