Lin Xue felt she had suddenly become the center of everyone's attention.
In the distance, a clockwork person picked up the clock she had dropped and quickly came over to Lin Xue, holding the clock up with both hands in a fawning manner as if to return it to her.
Lin Xue hesitated for a moment.
Vivian had advised against interacting with these clockwork people, suggesting it would be best to ignore whatever they did.
However, her clock was still in the other person's hands, and without retrieving it, she would lose her only time coordinate.
Lin Xue had no choice but to take the risk and accept the clock from the clockwork person.
Yet, when she turned the clock over, she discovered that the interior had already shattered, with several prominent cracks running through the central mechanism, and the hour and minute hands had fallen off entirely.
"Oh no..." Lin Xue felt her heart skip a beat, a sense of dread flashing through her mind.
