Sitting on the bed and looking at the four skill books floating in front of his eyes, Sun Mo felt complicated.
[Analysis of 1,000 types of commonly used poison], expert-level.
As long as one learned it, they'd immediately know these 1,000 types of poison like the back of their hands, being able to use them flexibly. Even if not used to harm others, they could be used as a complete defense. There'd be no worries that they'd get harmed by others when they were outside.
But to speak the truth, Sun Mo wasn't interested in poison and things like that.
Knowledge was something that needed to be used incessantly. Once they were set aside, one would lose touch with them. Therefore, if Sun Mo didn't use them for a few years, he'd basically forget about them.
Although this was something good, it was a little useless to Sun Mo.
