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

What a shocked expression he would show!

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that this was the "Akasha Records"——

It is one of the roots closest to the truth of the world and is regarded as a forbidden place for [Level 0 Abnormal Items].

The quiet and peaceful atmosphere silently affects the spirit of visitors all the time.

It seems that this is just an ordinary library where you can take whatever you want.

But who in this world can resist the temptation of omniscience and omnipotence, and truly treat this place as just a library, as a place to read stories?

Ovol no longer pretended to be respectful, and with fiery eyes he ran quickly in the direction he had seen before.

he thought.

——There can’t be such a person.

......

"Um......"

Aksia's expression was serious.

For her, a serious expression almost never appears on her face.

After all, even Aksia was destined to never leave the library.

Even though the nature of this library's record repository does not allow her to influence changes in the outside world line through any subjective behavior.

——But this still does not change the fact that the girl has known everything since she was conceived.

What kind of problems did you encounter?...

Why would she, who knows everything, reveal such a frowning and thoughtful expression?

"I have clearly followed the correct procedures for this."

“But why is it still not working properly?”

Axia stared at the computer on the desk, muttering in distress.

Yes, that's a laptop.

No brand, no logo - it looks brand new, but it is actually a fine product assembled entirely by hand.

For Aksia, making a technological product from scratch is not a difficult task.

Although the knowledge in this library is in the form of books...

But is knowledge such an inconvenient thing?

Not to mention a mere computer.

If it's purely theoretical knowledge, she can even create an aircraft carrier.

but.

Theoretical knowledge is just theoretical knowledge.

For Aksia, she rarely has the experience to put her theoretical knowledge into practical use.

After all, she couldn't leave here.

Even if you have accomplished something, there is no one to show it to, so there is no need to learn more.

Manually assembled this laptop...

It was her first time to take the initiative to try.

"Um....."

The girl pondered as she looked at the website page where she could not find the name "Zero".

I subconsciously reached out to turn the page.

But the hand that was hanging out was awkwardly touching nothing...so it used clumsy movements to move the mouse.

The keyboard typing posture is also obviously unskilled, with one finger.

"No."

Axia sighed and said, "That guy's existence has greatly disturbed the existence of many laws of cause and effect."

"I want to find the timeline he is currently working on, which is synchronized with the outside world, from the infinite parallel worlds."

“It’s simply not possible in a short period of time.”

——One thing that must be stated in advance is that Axia is definitely not a novice who cannot use computers and cannot understand how the website works.

She even tried hard and connected to the outside world out of thin air!

If it were usual...it would only take dozens or hundreds of years.

If she finds the knowledge she wants to find.

Aksia is not in a hurry at all, her most important resource is time.

but.

What she has to do now is to follow the updates in real time.

052-No noise allowed in the library

As for why it is made to look like a laptop instead of a more user-friendly desktop computer.

Very simple.

If someone comes next time and sees a large desktop computer on the counter of a bookstore, how terrible would that make the picture look?

Is she going to change from a literary girl to an internet addict girl?

Laptops are still better, as they won’t destroy the beauty.

Ok.

——The girl thought so, but she didn’t realize that she had already regarded the return of someone as a foregone conclusion.

".....Alas, I don't know what good this thing is."

Aksia stared at the computer screen and clicked on some operations again.

Finally, he sighed and muttered, "Operating this kind of thing is not my strong point."

"For this kind of carrier, recording knowledge is only the most basic function."

She whispered angrily, "It's like not holding a book to read, but closing it and hitting someone with its weight. The purity is really too low!"

She did know someone—specifically, something—who was good at using these gadgets.

In this field, it is not an exaggeration to say that thing is a god that can predict everything.

However, Aksia is not good at dealing with that guy.

This is different from her, a consciousness that appears in human appearance and thinking mode because the library records living things and life.

The existence she knew was essentially a mechanical product constructed purely by logic.

That guy wouldn't be interested in stories written by humans...

Unlike me, if that guy knew about Chu Yan’s peculiarities, he would probably only think about how to dissect him for research, right?

"However, that guy's body cannot move and is far away on that continent across the sea, so there is no need to worry about him getting involved with Chu Yan."

After realizing that she couldn't figure it out in a short while, Axia had to close her laptop.

"If you want to be an author, you can just write a paper book under the name of a publisher."

He grumbled and complained in a low voice: "We have to go around in such a long circle."

But he sighed.

She shook her head and said, "Forget it, considering the influence of this thing they call the 'Normality Veil'."

"In the outside world, we can only make do with this level of technology. There's nothing we can do about it."

After closing the computer, Aksia didn't seem anxious.

She closed her eyes lightly.

Her long, pure black eyelashes drooped down, and she leaned back on the soft chair, taking a short nap.

For her, who treats the eternal years as every casual day.

I chatted with Chu Yan for more than twenty minutes in the afternoon.

It's already considered overwork.

"Um....."

After some time.

Axia slowly opened her green eyes.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if a sleeping beauty had just woken up from her rest, with a touch of quiet laziness and weariness.

She looked quietly towards the lower part of the pavilion.

He whispered, "Really? Another one."

Calm tone.

It seems to be commonplace...and it seems like something that has happened thousands or tens of thousands of times, and I just feel bored and numb.

——Beyond Axia’s sight, there lay a black book surrounded by dark clouds and black mist, emitting a violent aura.

It looked like it had been discarded...the book with a black cover was spread out messily on the ground.

The yellowed and tattered parchment was filled with thick and gloomy black clouds, as if thousands of resentful souls who had died as a result of their research were roaring and howling.

The pages were filled with scribbled, frantic alchemical formulas, soaked in still-warm red blood.

And around that book...

A large number of books that had been opened and read, related to "alchemy", "sacrifice rituals", "ancient spells" and other contents, were also scattered around in a mess.

Every book here is undoubtedly a carefully selected masterpiece, and the content goes straight to the core.

This is enough to show the excellent academic background of the selector.

But there are so many books, dozens of them...but they are all half-opened. I'm afraid that not even ten pages of each book have been turned.

——It’s like a paranoid money-maker who, when he learns that everything in front of him is free, is afraid of missing out on any wealth that is within his reach.

however.

The black magician who was supposed to be reading here has disappeared without a trace.

Aksia was speechless.

Her fingers flicked through the air, like turning the pages of a book - and then an exit appeared in the attic.

A wooden staircase connects the loft to the ground floor.

The black-haired girl stood up and walked downstairs with a calm expression.

When she approached the book with a black cover, the manic dark clouds and the cursed thunder filled with dense spell runes seemed to regard her as an enemy.

The silent roar replaced words with attacks.

The raging, violent thunder created a hurricane that seemed to tear the surrounding bookshelves into pieces!

——Even a high-rise building made of reinforced concrete will collapse under such a lightning strike that disregards consumption and consequences.

The violent black curse thunder rushed towards the frail and quiet black-haired girl.

Blowing her long, smooth hair up.

The moment the bloody mouth of a mad beast was about to swallow up the tiny body of the girl completely—

"No noise allowed in the library."

Axia said calmly.

She didn't make any movements, neither did she raise her hand to release some high-tech, nor did she perform hundreds of lost ancient magic in an instant.