The time left was roughly over an hour. Why was it still so long? Under the current situation, every second seemed to be dragging on with my life. How long could I hold out? If I used that tactic, maybe, just maybe, I could turn the tables...
Qian Cangyi thought.
His body and spirit were already immensely fatigued, and now his right arm was injured. The situation was worsening by the second.
I remember the angle at which the crossbow arrow was shot was... setting up traps in several rooms in a short time, it's unlikely there'll be any alterations to each set up. They're probably all roughly the same. Based on what he said earlier, this is probably his optimal strategy, meaning that the other rooms, the traps should also shoot the two crossbow arrows at the same angle. Maybe this observation could help me buy some more time.
Having thought that, Qian Cangyi suddenly moved. He dashed towards the room on his right.
