9:08:45.
Checkpoint One.
Although people outside could see every move through night vision imaging technology, for those undergoing the checkpoint, everything was pitch black, and they couldn't move or speak—an environment with zero information exchange that could be described as terrifying.
For Li Qingming, this was to be expected, and for Ji Xiaoxiang, it was a relief.
But for Ye Qian, enduring this was not easy.
Especially when he had to make command decisions himself.
Right now, all he could do was to go over the rules in his mind again.
Ye Qian knew he wasn't as outstanding as Li Qingming, but he at least needed to meet the standards.
He couldn't afford to miss any clear clues, nor could he violate any explicit rules.
He immediately closed his eyes and contemplated, recalling the checkpoint instructions he had been given before entering.
[1. You must not carry any treasures, collectibles, electronic equipment, firearms, biochemical weapons, and the like...]
