"Let's just say I've seen it happen before."
The air between them shifted, thick with unspoken questions. Ji Xiulan's eyes narrowed, not in anger, but from assurance. Ling Yu didn't flinch.
The world outside the dungeon had changed.
Though for them, it had been over a month, the moment they emerged, the system clock synchronized again, and the truth stunned everyone.
Only seven days had passed.
Seven days in the real world. A month and a half in the dungeon.
The distortion of time was something Ling Yu had long since learned to expect. The deeper the dungeon's corruption, the more warped its internal reality became. In her past life, entire armies had vanished into high-ranking dungeons for years, only to reappear as twisted monsters, because in the outside world, time hadn't even moved a day.
Her teammates, however, were still wrapping their heads around it.
