On the Salted Fish, everyone unanimously turned their gaze towards Wang Yuanwei, their eyes filled with anticipation.
However, Mr. Wang completely ignored their looks, burying his head in his observations of the water's surface.
As the Salted Fish sailed forward, each ripple it created on the surface was transformed into moving alchemical seal patterns in Wang Yuanwei's eyes, silently flowing.
Fang Yu sat on the deck, glancing at Mr. Wang who was focused on comprehending, nodding slightly, not in a hurry.
According to the rules he understood in the previous stage, the owner of the Treasure Tomb should design the second checkpoint to require less time in comprehending the seal patterns compared to brute-forcing through.
Haste makes waste—seeing everyone waiting for Mr. Wang to comprehend the seal patterns, it seemed like wasting time.
But once Mr. Wang thoroughly comprehended the seal patterns, leaving here would be a matter of an instant.
No rush!
