Organizing the Library

Nuoding City Spirit Hall Branch.

Zhou Qing greeted the two guards at the door and walked into the hall, where he immediately saw Su Yuntao sitting behind the reception desk.

"Bro Tao, wow, it's unexpected that you're on duty?"

Seeing Zhou Qing approach the counter, Su Yuntao rolled his eyes. "What? Can't I, a Battle Soul Master, do clerical work?"

"Of course that's not what I meant," Zhou Qing quickly said with a smile. "It's just that Battle Soul Master like you suddenly on duty here makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

"You're not used to it? I'm not used to a kid like you speaking with such an old-fashioned tone either." Su Yuntao teased Zhou Qing. "Speak, what is it? This month isn't over yet, it's not time to collect the subsidy, and the subsidy can't be issued in advance. Besides, I heard that you secretly sold that Soul Tool. If you split it equally, your wealth might be more than what I've accumulated over the years."

"Slander! Utter slander!" Zhou Qing said solemnly, then took out a Silver Soul Coin and said, "I'm here to read in the Library for two hours."

Although the Library Nuoding Spirit Hall Branch is open to the public, it costs five Copper Soul Coin per hour.

Su Yuntao pursed his lips, put away the Silver Soul Coin, handed Zhou Qing a palm-sized Library card, took out a notebook, glanced at the Soul Guidance Alarm Clock on the counter, and recorded the time Zhou Qing arrived at the Nuoding Spirit Hall Branch: 9:15 AM.

"You can stay in the Library until 11:15," Su Yuntao said businesslike. "If you stay for less than an hour, I will give you five Copper Soul Coin back. If you stay for more than an hour but less than two hours, even if it is only one minute, it will be counted as an hour and no Copper Soul Coin will be refunded."

"Now I understand why this huge Library is so empty."

While complaining, Zhou Qing took the access pass handed to him by Su Yuntao and walked confidently towards the nearby stairs.

The Library is on the second floor.

Walking past rows of bookshelves, Zhou Qing stopped at the bookshelf near the window and pulled out a book from the crammed shelf.

Suddenly, a cloud of dust from the book cover hit my face.

Although the Library floor and bookshelves looked spotless, there was a considerable amount of dust accumulated in the gaps between the books.

The people cleaning here clearly don't care about the preservation of the books.

"This place really needs to be tidied up."

Zhou Qing looked at the book titled "The Adventures of Zhang San" in his hand, and then took out another book from the same shelf, "Soul Tool: The Wisdom of the Ancient Times." He sighed, "This is probably one of the reasons why not many people come here to read books. Books of all kinds are piled up in a disorderly manner, without any classification. Finding the information you need depends entirely on luck."

Putting down the two books in his hands, Zhou Qing took all the books off the shelf and laid them on the ground. He glanced at each one and then began to categorize them.

Since coming to the Library of the Nuoding Spirit Hall Branch to read books, Zhou Qing has spent most of his time helping to organize the books.

He plans to spend some time each day classifying all the books on every shelf in the Library, and then conduct a final major classification, placing the books that have been classified and can be grouped into the same category on the same shelf, and establishing corresponding sections for the bookshelves in the Library.

I guess I'm paying to do this kind of work?

Half an hour later, after all the books on the bookshelf were categorized and a thought inexplicably popped into Zhou Qing's mind, he suddenly smiled.

But Zhou Qing felt it was worth it.

In this era, knowledge is not so cheap. After the books in the Nuoding Spirit Hall Branch are all classified, it will be easier for him to search and view them in the future.

Moreover, most people wouldn't waste their money at this Library, so for the next six years, it was mostly occupied by Zhou Qing and his group.

"So it was you!"

Ma Xiunuo, who came up the stairs, put a book on a nearby bookshelf. He glanced at Zhou Qing organizing the books, smiled, and walked over. "I was wondering why most of the books on these shelves had been moved recently, and why related books were put together. So it was you who was organizing them."

"Grandpa Ma Xiunuo, you should hire someone to help tidy up sometimes, right? The books on the shelves are all messed up like that. If I want to find the information I need, it's like looking for the Great Sea." Zhou Qing started complaining as soon as he saw Ma Xiunuo.

"Well, there's nothing I can do. I already had someone tidy it up once before you did it." A few embarrassed blushes appeared on Ma Xiunuo's aged face.

Ma Xiunuo said he had someone tidy up this place—

Zhou Qing suspected that the people from the Spirit Hall hadn't actually looked through any of the books when they were organizing them; they probably just stacked books of similar thickness together.

Seeing Zhou Qing staring at him with a strange look, Ma Xiunuo coughed again and said in a deep voice, "Zhou Qing, in view of your merit in organizing the Nuoding Spirit Hall Branch Library, you will no longer need to pay the fee of five Copper Soul Coin per hour when you come here to read books."

"Thank you, Grandpa Ma Xiunuo!"

Zhou Qing's lips changed from a "—" to a "", which made Ma Xiunuo mutter, "I have never seen such a mercenary child."

"Grandpa Ma, isn't this a reward you gave me for my hard work?" Zhou Qing said with a smile.

"Tsk tsk, what a clever little fellow." Ma Xiunuo praised, but then Righteous Path, "My surname is Matthew, and my given name is No. It's not Ma. Don't call me Grandpa Ma. If you don't like the name Grandpa Matthew, just call me Grandpa Ma Xiunuo."

"Okay, Grandpa Ma Xiunuo." Zhou Qing nodded immediately, feeling a sense of awe once again for the Angel God he had imagined who dared to abolish his own language and writing.

"By the way, do you know anything about Sisi? She hasn't come to the Spirit Hall recently, and I haven't heard from anyone else that Su Yuntao has gone to see her again."

In fact, whether Sisi stopped stringing Su Yuntao along or Su Yuntao saw through Sisi's true nature and gave up, it was a good thing in Ma Xiunuo's eyes— Sisi was not someone an honest person like Su Yuntao could handle.

"I heard that she has become involved with City Lord Xiao."

Zhou Qing said in a low voice.

"I knew it! She's too carefree!" Ma Xiunuo said with a "I knew it" expression, and sighed, "But Xiao Lang is not easy to get along with. Now that he has lost an arm, he is bound to feel inferior. She'll suffer in the future."

"You might not believe it, Sisi is already dead."

"???"

"On the night City Lord Xiao was attacked."

"!!!"

Ma Xiunuo opened his mouth, remained silent for a long while, and then said Youyou, "This is what happens when you're greedy... But how did you know?"

"My friend, Xiao Wu, is the big sister of the Nuoding Academy. After learning that City Lord Xiao had been attacked, she asked Xiao Chenyu for details... She beat him up and told him everything." Zhou Qing pinned all the blame on Xiao Wu.

Ma Xiunuo: "..."