The next twelve hours were total hell. Michael only had himself to blame. He tried to sleep, really, but found himself unable to quell the ardent fire in his heart. He was too excited about his Mini Drones.
The fact that he had a Supreme Talent didn't help. After all, it was very easy to use magic to simply get rid of the exhaustion in his body. It was as simple as breathing for him.
So even when he tried to let the exhaustion take over his body, he naturally attracted the mana in the air and replenished all of the energy needed by his body.
He was therefore stuck in this state for hours on end, unable to do anything about it.
Eventually though, the hours passed and the Mini Drones were finally finished.
The nanoparticles revolving around the Mini Drone had finally returned back to their dormant state, sinking back into the Mithril itself.
Then, it landed back down on the bed.
It's finally done, right?
[Affirmative.]
Good, let's start the shopping—
