Annand is now this POS machine.
And Earl Melvin's knowledge didn't even have a "payment password" set up.
After about five seconds of reading, Annan put down his hand. The light behind him dimmed, while Earl Melvin still looked at Annan apprehensively—he probably understood something, but had no feeling of what had just happened.
Even a master of memory would need to search for one or two hours to find memories and knowledge from such an age, a vast memory that one was not sure which year it was stored in.
Moreover, too brute and rapid reading and writing could burn out the recipient's brain, just as hard drives have a maximum read and write speed.
However, the knowledge "understood" by Annan hadn't even circulated once through Earl Melvin's mind. He didn't even know what knowledge Annan had seen, and that memory had already been copied by Annan.
——This is the power of Elemental Power.
