Chapitre 173: A Stroke of Luck

The sweat on Chen Mu's forehead was about to gather into a river with his two eyes still pinned to the screen. Without realizing it, he had endured that same position for three hours already. What a strange pattern! After wracking his brain, he had discerned a composition only after a great deal of difficulty, still with no way to recognize what remained. It was the pattern he had figured out that had cost him so much mental effort.

Once he had teased out the application of the composition in that pattern, the pattern shining on the screen went dark. That was what had aroused Chen Mu from his pondering.

He looked around at something of a loss since a three-hour-long mental trial had made it rather difficult to return to his senses. After half a minute, an outline finally emerged. He suddenly realized how drenched in sweat he was, which was quite uncomfortable.