Chapter 11: Memory It was five-thirty in the morning. Under normal circumstances, the horizon should have been brightening, but it remained pitch black outside the windows of Building 6. There was still some time left before the twenty-four-hour limit, but it wasn't exactly plenty. Xia Mi felt that there wasn't even enough time to play her game properly. Fortunately, with the promise from Shield, Xia Mi could focus on the game without distractions. She decided to give herself an hour to…