If anything, more and more people began to worry as the time was ticking down to the last twenty minutes. However, at the very least, there was less noise and crying in the atrium. Whoever had separated earlier was reunited with their companions, with the support of the staff members of the mall.
Lin Fang, on the other hand, is busy on his phone, playing an offline chess game against the Bot without a worry on his face. The probability factor was displayed on the side, the engine analyzing the bot's moves and Lin Fang's, giving a live score of 46.4: 53.6, i.e., Lin Fang was slightly losing.
He seemed so engrossed in the game that he didn't notice someone sitting beside him and observing his game for a while, too. As his eyes were darting left and right, all over the board on the screen to find the move, a voice obstructed his concentration. "Knight to F7."
"Eh?" Lin Fang cast a sidelong glance to the right and saw a woman looking at his phone and then at him. "Hi." She smiled.
