156, Good at Arson

Time was slowly ticking away.

Du Wei stood still, silently staring at the time on his phone, his eyes bloodshot, yet he remained calm.

He had maintained this posture for over an hour now.

It wasn't that he couldn't move, but that he mustn't move.

Because previously, he had discovered something very peculiar.

The more intense his movements, the more severe the asynchronization between his shadow and his body became.

If he so much as moved now, his shadow would delay by a second, and the inexplicable resistance he felt in his body grew stronger.

A seasoned warrior or athlete, having endured long-term training, would probably have a significant advantage in such a situation.

After all, the stronger the physique, the lesser the impact of resistance.

From this reasoning, such individuals could do much more.

Scouting the surroundings, looking for a way out, and so on...

But Du Wei could only think, analyze the situation to come up with a plan, then cautiously test it out.