Dong Qianyi was truly worthy of the title of one of the Twelve Great Prodigies. To think that he was constantly calculating and crunching numbers while he was awake. 

“Don’t you need to write them down? How could you remember everything?” Xiang Ning asked.

“Of course I do, but it’s too much of a hassle. I usually write them down once every three days or so,” Dong Qianyi chuckled.

Xiang Ning was speechless.

“Alright, enough gossiping. Let me brief you on our research direction. We will be researching and constructing dimensional pylons in order to establish a wormhole. The dimensional pylons are like the foundation of the bridge, while the wormhole is the bridge itself....