And the upper limit of this range has also been continuously increasing over the past three years.
There's always a reason behind anything so systematic.
But I have no other clues to prove time itself is at fault, instead of this atomic clock being faulty."
As Wen Yan listened to the General Director, he could more or less imagine what was going on.
Little Mustache must have been a player for more than three years by now.
He also made progress bit by bit, gradually extending the length of his resets from a very short period to the present—over a dozen days at a time.
The only thing unknown is, just how did he manage to increase it like this.
A series of thoughts started popping up in Wen Yan's mind.
For example, how to deal with this guy who's completely acquired a player's mentality.
Their mindset had already reached the point where they treat everyone else as NPCs: people to manipulate, enslave, carve up at will...
