After a day of work, Zhao Guang felt dizzy and repeatedly slapped his head.
Though all he did that day was review, going over the mathematical problems he hadn't yet forgotten, it had to be said that talent really did play a crucial role. Without talent and interest, one would absolutely feel overwhelmed.
Even though Zhao Guang's cognitive abilities had now far surpassed those of before, and even those of an ordinary person, he still felt quite out of place.
If not for wanting to design better Magic Models, he wouldn't bother picking up all this stuff.
With his current abilities, constructing a model of the Mage's Hand would definitely not fall short of those classic models recorded in the books, and he didn't believe those High-Level Mages could be stronger than himself.
But that wasn't enough. If he was going to do something, he might as well do it to the best of his abilities, especially since he didn't lack the necessary conditions.
