It was yet another great burden for Li Yao's head.
When the incessant information inundated his brain, he felt as if his brain was about to explode. Yet, his hands could not stop. He had to repeat the complicated assembly and maintenance work time and time again until every procedure became muscle memory and was deeply etched into his nerve endings.
Li Yao had not tasted the feeling of his fingers being scathed for years. Right now, when he felt that sensation again, he could not help but feel that he was back to the past.
The feeling made him feel as if a tiny sprout was growing out of the soil deep inside his soul.
The only thing that could almost be called a relief in an entire day was when he learned the arts of breath and meditation after Gui Suishou so that his body would train itself while he was unconscious in the hibernation state.
