"Sima Ji, have your skill cooldowns actually gotten longer or not?!"
After following Sima Ji to swiftly capture another War Readiness Zone, Alan was filled with confusion.
Ever since they entered the Eighth Domain, all their skill cooldowns had become four times as long as before.
Yet Sima Ji had unleashed powerful skills one after another, leading their troops to rapidly seize territory.
Sima Ji said, "Of course they have. I just have a few trump cards."
"What trump cards?"
Sima Ji gave him a cold look. "Alan, don't ask such pointless questions. Do you think I'd answer you?"
"Hmph!" Alan hugged his Teddy Bear in a huff and stopped pressing him.
Instead, Alan asked, "There were closer areas we could have captured. Why did you pass those up and take this distant War Readiness Zone first?"
Sima Ji answered, "There are many reasons."
"What reasons?"
Sima Ji adjusted his black-frame glasses. "Explaining would only waste my time. Hurry up and clear the battlefield. We still have a lot to do."
Alan was genuinely getting angry now. "Brother Sima, if you won't tell me, I won't cooperate!"
A hint of disgust crossed Sima Ji's face. "You're over seventy. Don't you know how to use your brain at all?"
"It's precisely because I'm old that I need young people like you to do more of the thinking!"
Sima Ji felt rather helpless.
With a powerful enemy before them, he still had to cater to this old brat.
"First, choosing this place gave us a little more time to regroup, so we'd be better prepared when we fought."
"Second, the enemy wouldn't expect us to pass up nearby targets for a distant one. Catching them off guard would yield better results."
"Third, someone who surrendered just told us there's a puppet here