At the sight of this, Ye Han nearly suffered a collapse of his Dao Heart and let loose a string of curses...
He had spent so long painstakingly rotating more than seven hundred ones onto a single face...
For this to happen out of nowhere naturally left him utterly frustrated.
Still, it was not beyond his expectations. Sure enough, it would not be so simple as letting him slowly rotate this enormous Six-Sided Metal Block until the numbers lined up on one face.
The metal block spun in a dizzying flurry before coming to a stop. The ones he had finally gathered together had been completely scrambled again...
Ye Han felt a wave of frustration at the sight. Did he have to start all over again?
Yet he had spent so many hours just moving seven or eight hundred ones onto a single face. Although some of the other faces had matching numbers, he was still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from gathering each of the six numbers onto its own face.
Now that this enormous metal block had suddenly spun on its own and scrambled everything, one thing was clear: there was a time limit for rotating the numbers on these metal blocks onto the same face.
Ye Han estimated the time between when he had begun using his divine sense to rotate the metal block and when it had forcibly shaken off his divine sense and begun automatically scrambling the numbers on its faces.
It had been roughly six hours.
In other words, if Ye Han could not rotate the nine hundred and ninety-nine numbers on each of the six faces onto their respective faces within six hours,
then once time ran out, the numbered faces of this enormous metal block would automatically scramble, and everything