Seeing Ziwu chuckle without answering her question,
Cheadle was already certain her guess was correct.
Ziwu had prepared two gambling matches.
The first person he had faced was Kanzai.
There was no doubt about the result: Kanzai, who was not good at using his head, had lost to Ziwu.
But what puzzled Cheadle was how he had gotten Kanzai to obediently sit down at the gambling table.
That illiterate tiger might have been ignorant and uneducated, but surely he was not stupid enough to pit his weakness against someone else's strength?
He had a reason he had to gamble.
That was the only possibility Cheadle could think of, because she was in the same position.
Since she could not determine whether the chip in his hand was Dio's soul, she had to join the game.
Seeing that Cheadle seemed lost in thought, Ziwu declared decisively, "Stop timing!"
[Baku] silently turned toward Cheadle, like a lifeless robot.
Cheadle raised her head and gave a number without hesitation. "573 seconds."
Nearly ten minutes was already a duration over which ordinary people could easily make mistakes.
No one could guarantee that their sense of time would never change, especially while dealing with verbal interference from someone else.
But Cheadle was different. Even while splitting her attention three or four ways, she could still count the time precisely.
The reason lay in the special time-perception training she had secretly undertaken after the events in Pati City.
As for why she had done that training, never mind.
In any case, Cheadle could now state the exact current time at almost any moment.
Her bodily senses instinctively registered every second with precision.
So there was no way she could lose this game!
However, all of that rested on the premise that [there was nothing wrong with