Chapter 483 - 172: Time is a Perception Illusion_2

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Chapter 483: Chapter 172: Time is a Perception Illusion_2

The four of them stared at each other in disbelief.

They couldn’t cheat anymore; they could only try to solve the puzzle through

the normal process.

They needed to figure out how to decrypt the Time Domain.

Colin warned: “I feel like time is moving faster now...”

Leonard Churchill went straight to the point and began to meditate.

As it turned out, the less you moved within this domain, the longer you lived, like a tortoise.

After all, there were negative examples right in front of them.

While they chatted idly, the frantic hunters nearby who were desperately searching for ways to exit the train had aged beyond recognition.

Outside the train, the waves lapped against it.

This feeling of death gradually approaching could drive a person mad.

Finally, unable to resist, another person tried to move to another carnage.

However, the result was the same.

The person left from the front and returned from the back.

Then he rapidly aged, his body disintegrated into a cloud of dust, disappearing.

Seeing there was no hope for survival, the remaining few started firing their guns in despair, hysterically causing damage... they were trying to find a solution by chance.

Their frantic actions only hastened their deaths.

It didn’t take long before two of the remaining five hunters, who were already thin and gaunt, had run out of life. They died suddenly and turned into dust.

The conditions of the four were not too good either.

Leonard’s hair had almost turned completely white, and he looked like he could die at any moment.

But his expression remained unchanged, as if held by a strong will.

He seemingly looked like he was going to die, but didn’t.

Catherine Carter next to him even felt, this guy doesn’t seem to have a normal fear of death.

There were sparks of inspiration, but...

It felt like something was missing.

“I don’t know...” Elder Clinton was a bit anxious himself.

He didn’t have any ulterior motives, he just remembered that he was simply an ordinary hunter.

Now seeing people about to die, the old man felt a bit guilty.

He seemed to have thought of something in his heart, but couldn’t put it into words.

He then turned to Colin, who had grown from a boy into a young man, and muttered, “It’s a strange feeling... In the blink of an eye, you’ve grown so much. It feels like I’m hallucinating with my old blurry eyes.”

Colin was tense upon hearing this, all he wanted was to solve the puzzle as soon as possible.

Catherine Carter didn’t pay it much mind.

However, with that said, a ray of light pierced the oppressive gloom.

Leonard suddenly opened his eyes, exclaiming excitedly, “Time... is an illusion of cognition!”

Just now, during that moment of meditation, he had a myriad of thoughts, deducing countless solutions.

But none of them seemed feasible, at this moment his mind felt like a balloon that was about to burst.

And Elder Clinton’s words were like the needle that burst the balloon.

Leonard, with his Demon Mark “Enlightenment-no”, and the great realisation at the brink of death, had an instant epiphany!

The clouds parted to reveal the sun!

Hearing Leonard’s outcry, Catherine Carter and the others looked at him with curious yet expectant eyes.

Leonard’s eyes were sparkling with excitement as he said, “If we want to crack the rules of this Catastrophe Domain, we need to recognize the true nature of this ‘Time Domain’.”

Upon hearing this, the others present were stunned, mystified yet impressed. Catherine Carter, full of expectation, asked, “Did you figure out the rules to break this Catastrophe Space?”

Leonard nodded, stating, “Yes! The time on this train is an illusion of cognition! As long as we understand this, we will no longer be affected by this Catastrophe Domain.”

Colin, who was already sensitive to time, furrowed his brows in thought after hearing this.

Catherine Carter was full of confusion.

Leonard tried to choose his words carefully, attempting to describe his realization as best he could.

“The time that we are sensing, is not real time!”