After the archive is damaged, I live in another world

The receptionist said, "Mr. Canglan, please choose a door to enter. Please note: your permission is the lowest level. For the next month, you can only enter the door you choose."

"what……"

Xu Mu looked at the thirty or so identical iron doors and asked, "Are there any other clues?"

The receptionist smiled and said, "If you want to see a specific skill rubbing, you need to pay an additional 100 gold coins for the "designation fee"... Could you please arrange this for you?"

"..."

No!

Xu Mu glanced around and said casually, "Then let's go to Gate Number One! First is always better."

The receptionist took out a key and said, "This is the key to door number one. I won't bother you any more. If you want to leave, please ring this bell."

He left in an elevator.

Xu Mu didn't have any other ideas. He drank the "Half-Effect Boiling Blood" to increase his attributes, slowly walked to door number one, inserted the key and turned it -

Click.

The door opened.

What I saw was a small room of only ten square meters. On the wall opposite the door hung an old rubbing of a painting about one meter long and eighty centimeters wide.

Before the rubbing stood a woman with gray hair.

Her skin is surprisingly white, her appearance looks very mature, her eyes are very gentle and there is a smile on her lips, and her whole body is filled with maternal aura.

Xu Mu lowered his gaze and looked at his chest.

oh oh oh...

what is that?

It's a trench!

It's a whirlpool!

It is the mountains that indulge the gaze!

One and a half are exposed, so cool!

Xu Mu didn't dare to look any longer and quickly raised his sight.

The gray-haired woman looked at Xu Mu and said, "We seem to be destined to meet. Why did you choose Gate Number One? Were you attracted to this rubbing, or to me?"

what?

No.

Xu Mu shook his head: "I just picked it randomly."

"This is fate, sir. Nothing in this world happens without reason. Everything is predetermined. Our actions are inevitable as written in the divine script." The gray-haired woman smiled serenely. "I've always chosen door number seven, but today... for some reason, an irresistible urge compels me to give up number seven and choose number one. This is our fate."

"?"

You woman...

what happened!

Don't force it, it's just a coincidence!

Seeing Xu Mu's indifference, the woman continued, "You... don't seem to know me?"

Xu Muqi asked: "Should I know you?"

"Ah, how rude. You say that as if I'm too self-righteous..."

The gray-haired woman gave a wry smile.

She placed a hand on her chest and added, “I’m Violet. Grandmistress Violet of the Academy of Magic. Now, have you heard of me?”

Oh!

Violet?

Xu Mu showed some respect and said, "So you are Mage Violet! This is really—I am blind. Mage Violet, of course I know you."

Violet maintained her smile. “But I… have no memory of you. It’s strange. If I didn’t know you, why would fate have led me here?”

"..."

It’s over.

Xu Mu gradually began to worry about Anya's future.

If I remember correctly, Violet is Anya's teacher.

Does such a weird woman have any other advantages besides wearing bold clothes, having a good figure and a pretty face?

Will Anya also keep saying "it's all God's arrangement" and "it's all fate" in the future?

elder sister!

There has never been a divine emperor, nor does there exist a savior!

I have a book on Marxism-Leninism here. Why don’t you take it and study it to understand its spirit?

Xu Mu hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe... someone else will be coming later? Why don't you wait a little longer?"

"Um--"

Violet curled her fingers and rested them on her chin.

After a moment of thought, she nodded and smiled, "That makes sense. I'll wait a little longer."

Yeah.

Violet quieted down, and Xu Mu looked up, carefully examining the rubbing in front of him.

When his mind was calm and only the rubbings were in his eyes, the rubbings hanging on the wall suddenly emitted a faint light!

"!"

Violet also saw the light. She turned her head and looked at Xu Mu in disbelief!

Xu Mu didn't notice her gaze.

He was completely absorbed in the rubbings, and somehow, inexplicably and miraculously, he understood the skills on them:

[Light Kick]: Run up to ten meters from your target, then automatically jump up and launch a flying kick at your foe. When you begin your run-up, you gain "Super Armor" status, immune to all control effects. When you successfully jump up, your kick will not miss your target.

what.

Very strong.

The next moment, the flickering light on the rubbing gradually stabilized, and Xu Mu felt something running into his body, and his right leg felt hot.

Look at the skill bar again——

"Wright Flying Kick" is already lying safely inside.

Chapter 46 #046 You've caught up!

actually……

"Learned it? In less than a minute, he mastered the skills on the rubbing?"

Violet stared at Xu Mu in a daze, her mouth slightly open.

Unbelievable.

The next moment, the huge noise of the elevator came through the wall, and Xu Mu heard the chaotic footsteps of a group of people slowly approaching.

"Bang!"

The door was pushed open, and a group of people peered in. An old man, leading the group, saw who was inside and said quickly, "Master Violet, have you comprehended the rubbing from Room One?"

“As expected of Master Violet!”

"That's amazing! The skill in Room One... I remember it was the Light Family's 'Light Flying Kick,' right? Only Light I learned this skill, and none of his descendants have mastered it. I didn't expect it to be mastered by Mage Violet..."

Praise.

Flattering voice.

Coming like a tide.

The small rubbing room was full of people, and they pushed and shoved Xu Mu out the door.

This group of people...

What are you doing?

Another person said, "Mage Violet is someone who killed the Demon King. She's different from us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Violet's smile froze and her eyes dimmed.

She raised her hand and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, it's not me who has mastered the art of rubbings, but this person—Hmm? Sir, why are you outside?"

what?

Xu Mu was a little embarrassed: "I... was squeezed out."

Awkward, there are others.

The old man in the lead quickly reacted. He rushed over to Xu Mu and said, "Ah! I didn't expect that in such a small room like Room 1, besides Master Violet, there's another genius! Hey... Sir, what's your name?"

Xu Mu was helpless: "I am the Blue Bandit."

The name of the Blue Bandit has not spread yet.

However, there were more than ten people present, and some of them were concerned about the regional competition and knew this name.

After his explanation, everyone finally understood who this strange boy was.

The old man who had been talking was the director of the museum.

The group of people around him were all research-oriented adventurers obsessed with powerful skills - otherwise, they wouldn't have come to work at the Saint Museum.

This group of people jointly created an organization called the Lost Skills Research Association.

Now that Xu Mu has successfully learned a lost skill, they are naturally excited and want to see how this skill works in practice.

The curator led his men to the ground courtyard and asked Xu Mu to show off his new skills.

Hey--

what--

Xu Mu performed a symbolic performance, and Wright's flying kick made very little noise.

When this skill is used, a circle of red magic first wraps around the whole body, and then the right leg emits golden light.

Xu Mu kicked the stone tablet casually, leaving a footprint on it, one inch into the stone.

Just by looking at it with your eyes, you can't tell that the circle of red magic can be immune to all control, nor can you know that this kick can lock the head and is sure to hit the target. It just looks like that, nothing special.

It is even more impossible for Xu Mu to go all out.

What are you doing?

Watching monkeys.

Who gives them a hard-working performance, and do they get paid or something?

If Xu Mu didn't have other intentions, he wouldn't want to demonstrate his skills.

Mage Violet looked at it and said, "Based on the power used by Mr. Bandit, Light Kick can roughly increase the damage tenfold... A tenfold return on investment makes it a truly effective combat skill."

The curator shared the same sentiment. He said, "This 'Wright Flying Kick' hasn't been seen in the world for six or seven hundred years. Back then, the 'Wright Family' was one of the most prestigious families in the Free City. Sadly, things have changed so much that now, who knows how many descendants the Wright family has left, and their only remaining property is the 'Wright Winery'!"

After saying this, he looked very sad.

Another person followed up, "If a family wants to prosper forever, strong men must emerge from generation to generation. I've read in history books that Light I was extremely powerful. He was a legendary knight who even protected tens of thousands of citizens during a crisis! Everyone, a legend from seven hundred years ago! And the legends of today are not of the same value. What a pity! His descendants are not up to par. Let alone legends, there's not even anyone over level 100... Decline and destruction are only natural!"

Everyone echoed again.

After listening to this, Xu Mu thought it was reasonable.

This family has fallen to the point where they have to sell their ancestral rubbings for money. No matter how good they are, they can't be much better off.

He shook his head and sighed, saying, "What a shame! What a shame! So many things in the past and present? All just jokes! Hey - Director, I've learned the Light Kick now, so looking at that rubbing is meaningless, but there's still a lot of time left... Can I look at other rubbings? If I'm lucky, I'll comprehend another lost skill, which will be a contribution to your research association."