In the Hell where time accelerated, it was said that within only a few months, several Scholars from the Russian Federation joined hands. Leading a group of primitives in a hyperspeed climb up the technology ladder, they had everything settled thanks to Big Ivan.
Nobody could guess what exactly the organizing committee of Tomorrow's News had in mind; they could only play it by ear and see who had the stronger foundation.
Thinking of this, Huai Shi put away his phone, stopped pondering these messy matters, and hurried back to his hotel.
Last night, he had fallen into a deep sleep in the gym, only to crawl out of bed after six this morning, still feeling groggy and drained of energy. He had to consume several restorative plant supplements at a city park before feeling revitalized.
There were only two hours left until the start of the competition. He had to make his way to the venue quickly.
