A female-oriented system, but the worldview is a little off?

While wearing a mask of pain in my heart.

Ovol half-knelt on the ground, but felt that what he said should be foolproof.

He is for today's journey.

It took more than ten years to do various research and preparations.

This library——[0-04 Akasha Records].

Its rules and origin.

As well as the most taboo dangers, they should all be concentrated on "knowledge".

As for the so-called record keepers.....

In Ovol's opinion, it is actually no different from a navigation map.

Just as described in the will scroll left by Hemel.

"Just treat it as a dead object."

——As the embodiment of pure knowledge, it should be a holy and glorious existence.

How could it possibly have such an inferior product as "personality"?

As a pure "book".

Do you care whether the person reading it is a heinous criminal or a saint with high moral standards?

As for myself, do I meet the library's visitor standards?

Owal is confident.

This is the temple of knowledge, the destination for those who seek knowledge.

As for him, he was a man who had personally cut off all his social ties, including his status, position, wife, and children, in order to seek his roots.

In this era, he didn't even dare to say that he was among the top three qualified to hold the title of sage.

But he is definitely one of the researchers who is willing to do whatever it takes, regardless of the cost.

It took ten years just to get an invitation to the ticket...

If someone else comes, can they do it?

Ovol thought quite complacently in his heart.

However.....

Time passes minute by minute.

Blood dripped out, fell onto the blank ground, and then was wiped away and disappeared.

However, Ovol was slow to wait for the next word from the girl's voice.

——It was as if the other party suddenly dropped off the line.

"?"

He frowned deeply.

But in order to make my respect and thirst for knowledge recognized by the other party.

So that the "record manager" can help me find books later...

Ovol endured the excruciating pain and remained half-kneeling on the ground.

I endured it like this for more than ten minutes.

Until his physical strength could no longer hold on, his vision blurred, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

He began to have doubts.

Carefully...he raised his eyes quietly and looked in the direction where the previous sound came from.

——In the direction where the voice came from earlier.

Countless bookshelves stood in a circle, like silent guards, surrounding a tall tower that looked like a wooden attic.

Many books are like phantom butterflies, fluttering around the top of the tower.

Those books may exude an aura that is long and mysterious, heavy and sinister, or light as a demon spirit...

Only a few words were seen from the sides of the open pages.

Orwal felt as if a large amount of indescribable information suddenly flooded into his brain!

The price is rising and I feel dizzy.

There is no doubt that even in this library that holds all the knowledge and mysteries of the world—

The status of the things recorded in those books is undoubtedly of the highest level.

At this moment, a girl with long black hair.

She was sitting quietly on the table in the attic, with a calm and focused expression, her head lowered as if she was studying something on the table.

The moment you see the other person's face.

Ovol understood instantly why that sentence was specially marked in the suicide note preserved in the society.

"No matter who the other party is in front of, he will show the image of a 'wise man' that matches the other party's psychological cognition."

Too true.

That's too apt a description.

The pitch-black witch robe seemed to be draped over the night, with mysterious and elegant dark silver lines outlined on it.

Only the most knowledgeable spellcasters could see that each of those patterns were actually long-extinct patterns that contained the history of ancient civilizations!

The five-pointed star pendant on the ear can make you feel a pure and powerful mystery even from such a long distance.

It was not just a finely crafted work of art - it was, in the mystical sense, a true morning star in the night sky.

The moment Orvol laid eyes on the girl, he forgot all the fear in his heart.

Temperament, atmosphere, demeanor.

——And a certain "nature" that is enough to redefine the world.

He doesn't care about good looks.

It is nothing more than a mortal body made of human skin.

What really matters is the purest knowledge itself!

But at this moment, Ovol couldn't help but have a sincere question in his heart.

Looking at the other person's current appearance...

With a quiet and beautiful face, she frowned slightly and looked intently at the things on the table.

He didn't pay any attention to what was happening outside.

——It’s as if a mathematician is pondering some century-old problem.

Although Orvol is a notorious black magician, he is also a top researcher.

Of course, he realized at this moment that he, who was able to call the shots in the outside world, was probably performing for nothing in the previous ten minutes.

Apart from the fact that the girl chose to attack the human skin book at the beginning because she hated it.

He actually ignored this important visitor!

In the midst of intolerable anger.

Ovol couldn't deny that he was indeed curious.

Is it possible that there is any problem in this world that a conscious being, the embodiment of knowledge, cannot understand?

A shocked guess arose in Ovol's heart.

Something that even this library cannot parse...

——Could it be the data of other level 0 anomaly items of the same rank!?

Think so.

The man stretched his head comically and widened his eyes.

I tried my best to see clearly what the thing on the table in front of the black-haired girl was...

Just at this time.

"Ok?"

The cold and calm voice of the girl interrupted the black magician who had only caught a glimpse of the outline of the thing.

She raised her head.

He glanced at Ovol, who was wearing tattered robes.

As if he was puzzled from the bottom of his heart, he raised his brows slightly.

Puzzled, "Why are you still here?"

There was silence for a while.

She suddenly opened her emerald green eyes slightly - as if she suddenly remembered something, and her expression was dull for a moment.

She coughed slightly.

He put away the daze that lasted less than a second and spoke in a nonchalant tone as if nothing had happened.

"If you want to read any of the books here, you can read them at will."

“There is no time limit.”

"——But if you want to take it away, you can only choose one book at a time. Do you understand?"

The girl acted too much for granted.

It was as if she had narrated this line hundreds, thousands, or even more times, and there was not a single mistake or omission in the entire process.

After finishing speaking.

She continued to lower her head and studied something on the table.

"But....."

Ovol opened his mouth in astonishment.

He wanted to say, is there nothing else to say?

Leading the way to find a book? Testing your wisdom?

And judging from the other party's behavior - could it be that the disregard just now did not have any other meaning?

Are you simply so engrossed in your research that you forget the procedures you should follow?

No no...no matter what, that's impossible.

That is a symbol of knowledge and truth.

It's probably just that he can't understand this level of deep thinking.

That must be the case.

Although Ovol was somewhat reluctant to end the conversation like this.

However, the moment he heard the girl's words - "You can read the books here at will", he could no longer suppress his excited mood.

He felt that, if that was the case, his initial worries were completely irrelevant.

It's not like what was said in the will scroll, that you need to ask some record manager to find the book that suits you best...

He can acquire knowledge from every book here without restraint.

He can have them all!

Ovol seemed to have forgotten the pain in his body and looked around with fiery eyes.

As if I had already imagined it.

When he returned to the outside world, he learned about those guys who kept rejecting his papers and preventing him from being promoted from a senior mentor to an "elder".

Those mediocre people whose hands and feet are bound by the so-called human civilization.