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Four seconds, five seconds, six seconds...
Time kept flowing, and in an independent room next to the main laboratory in Eden, Pandora was fully absorbed and busy.
Sitting behind the desk, holding a quill in her hand, she was continuously writing on the papyrus.
Strings of numbers and symbols continuously emerged under the pen, then calculated one by one.
Sweat slowly seeped from her forehead, slid down her cheeks, yet Pandora was completely unaware, entirely blocking out the harsh alarm sounds from the outside world, thoroughly immersed in the world of mathematics, striving to tackle the "improved collective spell puppet mathematical model" problem.
In one corner of the room, the Golden Yellow Dog was not as engrossed as Pandora; thanks to its physiological structure, it heard the sounds from the outside more clearly than anyone and was more stimulated by them than anyone else.
At this moment, it was anxiously wagging its tail, rapidly swinging it to the left.
