Liquid-like rolling black smoke was rising from the bottom of the altar.
Luo Qiu, who had experienced this not long ago, was not surprised. He directly went to the altar after all the hidden parts rose.
A card had been embedded into one of seven card slots--- Unlike the first time, the altar seemed to be more active; and the second suspending golden and silver card slowly flew into another card slot.
It wasn't next to the first, but separated by two slots.
Did they have their corresponding positions?
Thinking about this, Luo Qiu looked up at the projection on the altar--- Which hadn't changed since it appeared.
A dead pale sphere... the Earth.
When the second golden and silver card, given by the former boss, was embedded in its slot, the stopped time also passed by.
Because it was just less than a second--- Luo Qiu could accurately know his time.
His existence was no longer relying on metabolisms--- Because his life now depended totally on concrete value.
