Doomsday Calendar Month 4, Day 1, 8.40 am.
Dong dong dong!
"Come in!'
There was a squeaking noise as the door of Hope One's captain quarters swung inward.
Inside, Su Mo was sitting by his desk exuding a rather bookish atmosphere.
Su Mo was flipping through and reading a book.
As he continued to read, there seemed to be an air of wisdom around him.
Even from an inadvertent gaze, one could see that his eyes shined with boundless sagacity.
Unlike scholars, Su Mo flipped through the book at much greater speed.
Even if the pages were crammed with words, he only needed tens of seconds before digesting it and moving on to the next page.
This display of his talent illustrated one thing—Su Mo was a prodigy; one that could not be found even among millions. As long as he traveled on the correct path, he would definitely be etched into human history as one of its great figures.
