Night Gathering: An Encounter with One of the Four Leaders?

Viska's love for books was beyond doubt. Few could discover the uses of books from two such utterly opposite angles, but Rogue did: open one, and it could purify her soul; close one, and it could purify an enemy's head. Bringing a book's functions to such an extreme fully demonstrated how terrifying a cultured hooligan could be.

Never forget that before Viska became a hooligan, she was first and foremost a tech nerd—a modding tech nerd, at that. Her brutal skill at directly controlling the bare machine world had once shaken the entire technical circle of the God Realm and helped her defeat many academic rivals. By Viska's own account, the strength and hardness of books had played a crucial role in that process.

By the time we left Viska's brutal home library, it was already evening. No one had expected our aimless bunch to spend so long among a pile of books. Spending an entire afternoon doing nothing but soaking in books was almost unimaginable for Qian Qian and me under normal circumstances. If that girl and I had possessed this kind of perseverance back in middle school, why would we have ended up cheating off each other on a physics exam and both scoring twenty? And that time, the cheating had actually succeeded.

Dinner was still with Viska's parents. The dishes were still satisfying, and more than half of them were familiar delicacies. Clearly, Kuwa Yin and his wife had made thorough preparations to receive guests before we arrived. It made everyone feel less like we had come to some unfathomable God Realm to dine with gods, and more like we were mooching a meal at the home of ordinary friends with warm, hospitable parents. The most satisfying thing was how relaxing it felt. The second most satisfying