# Chapter 2615: Time Resonates in His Hands
Feeling the gaze from behind, Xu Huo slightly lowered his head and shook it at the Painting Woman.
The Painting Woman pouted in disappointment, then ran off to play with the other apprentices. It seemed that aside from these three players, everyone else came from Zone 001. They could get along with Xiao Chuan and took advantage of the break time to go to the entertainment room upstairs.
At dinner time, the apprentices ate in the large dining hall, with Xiao Chuan handling the hosting duties. The Painting Woman ate with them. Old Sir Xi and Master Cong each ate separately in their own rooms, while Xu Huo ate together with Jing Shi in the small dining room on the second floor.
Their conversation topics mostly revolved around time. After experiencing the special space of the Night Tour instance, Xu Huo had connected that special space with time power.
The last time his time power evolved, he had felt the immense strength of time power. The time power mobilized by an Evolver couldn't even be avoided by similar type items. At that time, he believed that time power far surpassed space power, at least within the game world that players were involved in. However, this recent encounter had refreshed his understanding. Higher space power wasn't absent from daily game life—players simply couldn't perceive it, just like ordinary players couldn't perceive time power.
"These two powers must be able to interfere with each other," Jing Shi said. "Time only has meaning for humans. When the Dimension Train crosses different spaces, the folding of space also causes interference with time. Just like what I mentioned before—when new time covers old time, the old time hides in the spatial gaps. At the intersections of space, such time must also exist, though it's hard to say in what state they intertwine."
"Is this truly what curved time means?" Xu Huo asked, as if questioning or talking to himself.
Jing Shi smiled. "Very few people can capture reality. My understanding of them comes partly from imagination."
"If it were you, what would a space where time and space powers interfere with each other look like?" Xu Huo asked.
"If such a place truly existed, it would certainly be an exceptionally calm place," Jing Shi said.
Xu Huo paused for a moment, then understood. If time and space interfered with each other, places like Dimensional Storm zones would definitely be chaotic and could never persist for long. If such a place could exist, with time and space maintaining a balance that couldn't easily be broken, they would fall into stillness.
Thinking of this, his shoulders sank slightly. That spatial passage was special, so his common sense about time power could also be wrong. And miscalculating the position where time power would fall was merely the least costly mistake...
"What's wrong?" Jing Shi looked at him. "Is this matter so difficult to understand?"
"No," Xu Huo shook his head. "I was just thinking that I inevitably made a mistake, and I was merely fortunate that the worst-case scenario didn't occur."
Jing Shi smiled. "That's your luck. I hope you always have such luck."
After the meal, Master Cong had to do an hour of parts polishing. This was a time period when the apprentices had to follow and learn. Jing Shi had informed them in advance, so Xu Huo and the Painting Woman could go observe.
Coincidentally, today Master Cong was polishing a clock hand.
Although machine-made products could now far exceed human precision, the handcrafted traces left by master artisans were something more people pursued. Thus, the highly skilled Master Cong was sought after. Xu Huo had looked up his information on the Message Collection Terminal. Many masters in the same industry had said that he possessed extraordinary talent in both material selection and craftsmanship. The clocks he produced had a special arc light—an effect that no one could imitate, no matter how hard they tried, and no machine could achieve no matter how it was adjusted.
A very simple polishing machine sat in the room. Master Cong, wearing his work clothes, sat there, repeatedly rolling the clock hand over the polishing machine. The repetitive action alone, just from watching it for a long time, felt tedious and impatient. Yet he didn't pause at all, stubbornly repeating like a machine, even though the clock hand already looked perfect in others' eyes.
Throughout the entire process, Master Cong didn't speak a single word. The apprentices simply used their terminals to record and observe, and no one asked any questions. Everyone watched with complete concentration.
The first to lose patience was the Painting Woman. After watching for a while and finding it boring, she secretly slipped out of the room. Xu Huo hadn't come for the craftsmanship either, so after a while, he found a seat in the back, listening to the repeated polishing sounds through the crowd.
Before long, the female player and her companion also sat down nearby. The few of them drank tea, listening to the monotonous sound, but their attention remained on Master Cong.
Xu Huo understood—if it were merely superb craftsmanship, it wouldn't be worth players from A-level Wormhole Points traveling all this way to learn. There must be another reason.
"Buzz!" Along with a polishing sound, Xu Huo's tea-drinking motion suddenly paused. He looked up toward the crowd. Across a distance of about ten meters, he clearly felt a vibration in the time power within the air.
His earliest understanding of time power had come from his understanding of space power, so his basic understanding state was also rays. Picking out time rays and making them resonate with the surrounding time power was the earliest direct method of using time power he had learned. At this very moment, although no time power from other spaces had been drawn in, Master Cong had indeed stirred the time power.
Why?
Master Cong appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary person. He was just ordinarily polishing a tool. Why would he stir time power? Was he himself aware of it? Could he feel it?
Xu Huo observed the old man's expression. Due to prolonged concentration, sweat had seeped out on his forehead, and the skin on his face and hands was slightly reddened. He wasn't simply repeating the polishing process—he was excitedly perfecting an item. So at this moment, there was some pleasure in his eyes...
Regardless of whether he himself could detect the vibration of time power, this resonance with time power after gradually entering a state of flow was very peculiar. Because Master Cong wasn't trying to mobilize time power—he was merely repeating the act of polishing the clock hand.
However, soon the time power around him vibrated again. And as his polishing grew more excited, the frequency of vibrations increased. At first, it was just a minimal vibration of a single time ray, then they spread like a drawn net, gradually expanding the range. A few minutes later, every time Master Cong passed the clock hand over the polishing machine, the time rays would resonate, gradually covering the entire room.
Xu Huo leaned back in his chair, propping his chin on one hand, feeling the time power resonate again and again, feeling the pull from the clock hand, gradually sinking into this peculiar stretch of time.