Three minutes later, Amber stood in front of Gawain, rubbing her head with a look of resentment: "I was just joking with you, did you really have to knock me..."
Gawain rubbed his fingers and casually said: "I'm used to knocking Rebecca on the head, not quite used to your untouched head..."
Hearing this attitude, Amber knew her plan to ask for medical expenses was futile, so she glanced up at Gawain: "By the way, what was that just now? You suddenly fell asleep—don't tell me that was meditation, I'm not a mage, but I've seen meditation before."
Gawain rubbed his forehead, recalling his experiences in the mind network, and suddenly asked: "How long did I 'sleep' this time?"
"...About an hour?" Amber rolled her eyes and thought for a moment, "Hey, don't change the subject, I'm asking you something important..."
"Only an hour..." Gawain frowned slightly, "The time ratio seems different from last time... Could it be that the deeper in the network, the slower time flows?"
