"However, with the sheer number of tents, it's impossible for us to enter them all, nor do we have any idea when the [Black Dragon Dream] will end."
"So even though I say we're searching for superpsychology related to the Black Dragon Dream, what we can actually do is 'not to miss the opportunity when we encounter it, whether it's a sesame seed or a watermelon'." Zhuang Jing explained again.
There was a smile on her face that clearly could not hide the complex excitement within her heart.
It was like a blind person seeing mountains and rivers, a college senior landing a job with a monthly salary of a hundred thousand, an athlete achieving an Olympic gold medal, a politician becoming president, a Chinese opening the hatch, ready to land on the moon.
Time was limited—though they didn't know exactly how much, but it was definitely finite—so the two of them headed straight for the nearest large tent.
