At a Loss

Lu PingAn had thought that selling "knowledge" would be as simple as a click—poof, the knowledge would be taken away, and the points would be his.

"Isn't that how transactions work in games? Just click the mouse."

But once he actually started selling knowledge, he immediately wanted to call for it to stop.

"My hand is sore. Can I stop?!"

"No. Once the transaction has begun, it cannot be terminated." Big Cat smiled delightedly. She had known this all along and had merely been waiting to watch Lu PingAn make a fool of himself.

Inside a blank Reading Room, Lu PingAn sat at a desk, mechanically yet precisely copying at high speed.

His writing was absurdly fast. To onlookers, it even left afterimages.

Since this was the Forbidden Library, it naturally collected and stored Forbidden Knowledge in the form of "books."

Once the transaction had been confirmed, Lu PingAn entered "Automatic Writing" mode. Even he himself had no idea what he was writing.

"Insights into the Parasitic Tree profession system and symbiote cultivation," "Cultivation methods and functional traits of thirteen magical plants..." After just one glance, Lu PingAn felt numb.

He had never known that he possessed so much miscellaneous knowledge.

Yet he also understood that this was part of the "ritual"—packing the concepts and knowledge system related to his Parasitic Tree into books called "Forbidden Classics."

Six or seven books had already piled up on the desk beside him. It seemed that even a third-rank profession required at least a dozen volumes.

And buyers could not simply read these books and gain everything about the "Parasitic Tree." Reading itself was part of the ritual, the process of "unpacking" those knowledge systems.

Clearly, this was directly tied to a Scholar's abilities. Without the corresponding level of Scholar proficiency, one probably