In the following period of time, Li Yi and others were making their final preparations, ready to confront the impact of the Sky Tipping event. Above the skyscraper hovered stealth fighter jets, on guard, with mutant beasts known as Good Wings circling and flying in the nearby sky, letting out uneasy cries, as if they too sensed something unusual.
Niu Niu was sprawled on the plaza in front of the building, conserving energy while also holding a rock and writing and drawing on the ground, surprisingly working out equations and solving a middle school math problem.
Even at this time, it was still diligently studying.
How many days had passed?
If it continued learning for another half a year or a year, everyone passing by would have to address it as Professor Niu.
