Tick tock tick tock tick tock...
Lin Xian's nosebleed wouldn't stop, and the whites of his eyes were gradually stained red by the burst capillaries.
But it didn't matter.
His brain, overworking at high speed, was like an engine running at full throttle, already paying no heed to these minor ruptures and fractures.
Through the imaging received by the retinas, those hexadecimal characters on the electronic blackboards, chaotic like gibberish, were etched deep into Lin Xian's memory, as if they were ancient rubbings.
"Next page."
Lin Xian could feel his brain, stimulated by a lethal dose of drugs, was completely burned out, but his thoughts remained clear.
Identifying the spoken words took only 0.2 seconds, so the number of characters wasn't too many, just the content of six electronic blackboard pages.
He was currently memorizing the third page... and was about to reach the limits of his memory.
