After he met with the two Seers, the seven-year-old locked himself up inside his room as he organized his thoughts.
'The deadline is when a full war breaks out between the Tigerkin and the Barbarians,' Thirteen mused. 'Before the time is up, I need to have found the ringleaders manipulating the war behind the scenes.'
His mind moved like clockwork, formulating countless solutions to the problems that he was facing.
Thirteen was once a system, so this was already second nature for him.
As long as he had enough information and resources, he would be able to come up with a plan to solve almost any problem and find a path even if others thought that there was no way in sight.
If only he still had his previous mental capabilities that rivaled that of a supercomputer, then it would've only taken him a few seconds to formulate a fool-proof plan.
