At six o'clock in the evening, Wu Mo rushed back to the laboratory building as the last ray of light in the sky dissipated.
He was incredibly satisfied with dinner and a lot less dispirited now.
Returning to the familiar laboratory, Wu Mo continued to improve the 3D model of the Three-dimensional Maneuver Gear on his computer. Whenever he encountered something he did not understand, he would enter the Divine-grade Forging Space to learn.
He had spent thousands on the document, but he had only read a small part of it. There were still many techniques that he had yet to master.
Time was of the essence, and the year-end conference was getting closer and closer. He had to finish the gear in advance, then contact Liao Dongcheng's higher-ups and try to apply for a spot as soon as possible.
