After saying farewell to his somewhat depressed classmate Yamamoto, Zhang Yuan floated in midair, lost in thought.
In the Star Library, one could look up and see the brilliant, boundless starry skies. All was silent, and one could only feel the utmost quietude.
He quite enjoyed this sense of solitude.
He had gradually grown accustomed to the light, weightless sensation.
Due to the human body's structure, when in zero gravity, the blood pressure in the brain is higher than usual, which can lead to a strangely heightened focus.
Now was a moment of pure reason, with nothing able to disturb him.
Let's start.
He was attempting to compare all the research papers he had read, draw out their essence, and spawn a better method.
This state was like a hunter in the woods, tirelessly tracking traces of his prey over and over again.
Even though the forest had been searched countless times by countless hunters, he still indefatigably looked for what had been missed.
