After exiting out of Sung Kang’s 2nd mental space, they were somewhat still shocked jaws agape and all. They did not speak nor spin annoyingly like they used to. The 3 books crept up in a corner and just stood there. The 4th book, however, stood by the reinforced windows and was staring at nothing. Sung Kang spent the whole day consoling them and keeping them calm.

The next day was the first relaxing time he has had since arriving here, he had breakfast, took a shower, by shower meaning outside, going to the big body of water he has discovered before then yes, a shower since he can’t fit in standard sized bathrooms anymore. He then went and made breakfast, a nice and warm Italian spaghetti meal with his leftover oranges that were made into freshly squeezed orange juice to start the day. Now the crisis at hand is, he doesn’t have clothes that fit him. Without clothes, Sung Kang is stark naked all the time with his giant titan boa swinging all around the place, realizing this Sung Kang needs clothes. So it was time to absorb more knowledge. Sung then asked the books and the books brought out all manuals and books they had out of their subspace. The manuals for craftsmanship were more than the martial manuals itself numbering to the quadrillions of manuals of different craftsmanship techniques of all categories be it leatherworking or even blacksmithing, it’s all there and with different techniques. They were all condensed and made into a giant nail again that was even bigger than the last one with its height reaching exactly about 10 meters and its width around 12 inches. Then it was stabbed hard straight to Sung Kang’s head down to his spine. After a few hours of gritting his teeth through the pain absorbing all the information to each book possible, it was done, now it was time to make clothes for Sung Kang and he is excited.

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