On the desk, a twenty-four-hour countdown began to tick away.
"Say it's one day, and it damn well is one day. Lao Zhang, you really have some tricks up your sleeve."
I cursed under my breath and then presented my request to Celestial Inquiry.
The computer screen turned pitch black in an instant.
Then, data flowed like a waterfall, incessantly jumping.
In my anticipation, this should have been a simple matter.
With Celestial Inquiry's computing power, it should have taken less than a second to handle.
Yet, after more than ten minutes, there was still no result.
"Don't tell me Lao Zhang is also using the computing power over there."
Just as I thought about making a call to ask, the data on the screen suddenly stopped.
It was as if the system had crashed.
A moment later, it returned to normal.
A video automatically played, exactly what I needed, a full set of the "Inverse" movements.
The character model in it was even myself.
