"Wait, pause!"
Before he finished speaking, the panicked Allen hurriedly pressed the pause button, telling Feng Yi he wanted to sort through his thoughts again. Of course, the game still counts; he pressed pause just to get a feel for it.
"Alright, but only three times. As the saying goes, three's the limit, and each time your thinking can't exceed a minute. Wouldn't you say that's reasonable?"
"Okay, three times it is."
After speaking, Allen entirely entered a state of deep contemplation. The reason he pressed pause wasn't to delay time—there's really nothing to gain from delaying a minute—but to shake off Feng Yi's oppressive rhythm and find his own touch.
