"What time is it now."
Lu Li's calm voice rang out as he opened the wooden box containing eyeballs.
The people in the cabin exchanged glances. Locke said, "I don't know, it should be very late?"
They realized something unusual: they entered the first round of the championship in the morning, then entered the Mysterious Dense Forest near noon one after another. Given the time elapsed, it should still be noon, not nightfall.
"4:40 PM." The merchant brought back bad news.
"Where were you last summoned before entering the Mysterious Dense Forest?"
"Swamp."
This part still matched.
"How long has it been since then?"
"...28 hours and 15 minutes." After a brief pause for calculation, Merchant Anthony said.
"That's impossible..."
A murmur of astonishment echoed around the cabin.
No one could recall the lost day. Time had been distorted, or... they had lost part of their time.
