When the four hours were up, Sage Time ended right on schedule.
Jia Xiu lifted his head. After staying focused for so long, he felt a little dizzy, and his vision was a bit blurry.
Those were minor problems, though. He'd learned more in those four hours than he could have absorbed in a whole week under normal circumstances.
He didn't even need to take notes. Everything he needed to remember was now crystal clear in his mind.
Sage Time had felt so good that, once it ended, he was left with the same hollow sense of loss as when he finished a game he'd especially loved.
He'd triggered "Sage Time" while in Sage Time.
He hadn't finished all the books he'd brought over. Although none of them was particularly long—the study of Blood Clan Magic was a relatively niche field, and each book was only a few dozen to a little over a hundred pages—they were packed with information.
In the end, he'd finished only three books and barely started the fourth.
Jia Xiu had wanted to keep studying, but when he looked at the text he'd been reading so smoothly just moments ago—
"..."
Forget it. His eyes were still blurry. Better not.
It felt like he'd gone from "I'm the smartest" to "I'm a big idiot" in an instant.
If he'd never been a sage, he could have put up with his current intelligence.
Heartbreaking.
He needed a moment to recover.
Jia Xiu stretched. Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from beside him.
"Finished studying?"
Jia Xiu turned and saw an old man he'd never met before.
Without a doubt, he was the most "wizardly" caster Jia Xiu had seen since arriving in this world.
He looked exactly like Gandalf did in the movies. He could've played Dumbledore,