"Is it already time for morning exercises?" Clo realized how quickly time had passed; that night, in the span of four or five hours, he had wandered through various fields of knowledge...
His mind was already becoming chaotic.
It was uncomfortable, truly uncomfortable.
Yet, he felt fulfilled. How long had it been since he had a student of Jiang Shu's high caliber? Faced with Jiang Shu's thirst for knowledge, he simply couldn't bring himself to say "I need to sleep."
Moreover, to ensure that Jiang Shu would better align with him, he was willing to showcase his own advantage—erudition.
"Almost time," Jiang Shu yawned, feeling somewhat listless as well, but since he had gotten some sleep beforehand, he was in slightly better shape than Clo.
Over the past few days, he had come to understand Clo's personality; the most apparent trait being his eagerness to mentor, followed by his tendency to overthink.
The success of the Self-Destruction Truck had also been within his expectations.
