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"Since you feed on knowledge, why don't you go with Old Morgan?"

Lu Yuan looked at Mo Shui floating in the air and raised a very practical question:

"He's a senior member of the Night Watchers, and a Knowledge Third-Order Transcendent. The knowledge accumulated in his head should be enough to feed you, shouldn't it?"

At the mention of that name, undisguised disgust immediately appeared on Mo Shui's little face.

That expression was like someone had placed a moldy, spoiled loaf of bread before her.

"That old man? Forget it."

Mo Shui curled her lips, and even her paper wings fluttered in revulsion.

"His thinking has completely solidified. The structure in his head is like a hard stone that can't be pried open. And... the flavor of his knowledge is far too monotonous, full of stale gunpowder and rigid dogma."

Mo Shui rolled her eyes.

"I don't like that old man. He doesn't taste good."

Lu Yuan gave a thoughtful hum, then pointed at the surrounding Bookshelves.

"Then what happens to the Library if you leave? Won't the Night Watchers hold you accountable?"

"Hold me accountable? Ha!"

Knowing she finally had hope of leaving this cage, Mo Shui's voice carried a trace of irrepressible excitement.

"It's fine!"

"Knowledge itself is a fortress."

"Every book and every word here releases power at every moment. No matter what kind of strange thing dares step inside, the knowledge here can wash them straight into ashes."

Mo Shui then raised a hand and pointed at the rows of hanging lamps overhead.

"And there's 'light' here. As long as the lamps don't go out, this place is an absolute forbidden zone."

"The only reason I've stayed here all this time is because I couldn't leave. And I need to eat knowledge to maintain my existence. Otherwise, I would've run off long ago."

"Who would want to spend their days guarding all this paper?"

Lu Yuan looked around the Library, and the last stone in his heart finally fell away.

So that was it.

The so-called "Library administrator" was nothing more than a nominal position.

Mo Shui had been trapped here, forcing her to play the role of librarian.

No wonder she looked so miserable. She couldn't even afford a proper piece of ink to eat.

At the same time, Lu Yuan's thoughts raced.

Taking Mo Shui away was a deal with no downside.

First, only Mo Shui could cure Mina's [Echo of All Things]. It was essential.

Second, the intimidation Mo Shui had displayed when he first stepped onto the path of Transcendence might make her half a bodyguard in a critical moment.

Third, and most importantly—

Who knew how many books Mo Shui had hidden inside her belly?

Taking her along would be the same as gaining a mobile Library, wouldn't it?

"Fine. I'll take you with me."

Lu Yuan stood up and straightened his collar. "But to avoid trouble, I need to speak with Old Morgan first."

Supply Management Office.

Under the dim Gas Lamp light, Old Morgan wore a monocle and held a precision screwdriver as he dismantled an extremely complex Steam Gun.

All sorts of fittings, gears, and springs were scattered across the tabletop.

"Creak—"

Lu Yuan pushed open the door. Without beating around the bush, he got straight to the point.

"Mo Shui wants to leave. Can I take her away?"

Old Morgan's movements paused slightly. His cloudy eye swept over Lu Yuan, giving him a glance.

He agreed immediately without refusing.

"You brat, your luck is really good. The Night Watchers' Book Spirit is famously picky. Ordinary people can't take her away."

"Since that little thing is willing to leave with you, I have no objection. But..."

Old Morgan set down the gun barrel in his hand, his tone turning more serious.

"No matter who it is, anyone hosting a Book Spirit must be brought to the Night Watchers for registration. We need to know who the 'container' is. Those are the rules."

"That won't be a problem."

Lu Yuan remained calm as he briefly explained Mina's situation.

"The 'container' is a little girl who has just awakened her talent. Her name is Mina, and she's Brent's younger sister. Mo Shui took a liking to her talent, and I need Mo Shui to save her life."

"A little girl?"

Old Morgan nodded thoughtfully and picked up the firing pin from the table again.

Still, Old Morgan did not mind. Since the little girl had good talent, it should not be wasted. Besides, as long as Mo Shui was around, ordinary things would not be able to hurt her.

And Lu Yuan was a scheming brat. How could Old Morgan fail to guess that he had his eye on the books in Mo Shui's belly?

But that was a good thing too.

Knowledge only had value when it flowed.

Old Morgan turned around, rummaged through a cluttered shelf behind him, and pulled out a black box, handing it to Lu Yuan.

Inside was a thick black notebook made from some unknown kind of leather.

"Take it. This is a specially made Spirit Sealed Record. If Mo Shui leaves with you, she has to live in this kind of book. Don't lose it."

"Mm. I'll bring her to the Night Watchers to register later."

Lu Yuan tucked the notebook under his arm before pushing the door open and leaving.

Library, before the long table.

Lu Yuan spread the black notebook he had brought onto the tabletop.

"All right, Old Morgan agreed to let you leave with me. Get inside."

"Yahoo!"

Mo Shui cheered. Unable to wait any longer, her body instantly turned into a streak of black light and shot directly into the notebook's pages.

As Mo Shui's figure vanished, an eye-shaped pattern formed from intricate lines slowly appeared on the black cover.

The eye opened, blinked, and then vanished from sight.

Lu Yuan reached out and picked up the notebook.

It felt icy cold, and it had become abnormally heavy.

[You have touched a notebook containing an anomalous creature.]

[Traits: A book containing nearly endless Spirituality. Unfortunately, the Spirituality cannot leave the book. Something strange seems to be hidden within.]

Lu Yuan looked at the prompt and smiled silently. Without wasting time, he tucked the notebook into his clothes and quickly left.

Judging by the time, the medicine's effects on Mina should have been wearing off.

The moment he arrived at the clinic—

A burst of commotion reached Lu Yuan's ears.

"Ah... go away! So noisy!"

Mina was curled up in a chair, clutching her head in pain. Her little face was pale, and her expression twisted.

Her fingers gripped her hair tightly, with faint traces of blood visible between them.

Brent was drenched in sweat as he desperately held down his sister's wildly flailing arms, his eyes red-rimmed.

"Doctor Lu!"

When Brent saw Lu Yuan push through the door, it was as if he had seen a savior.

Lu Yuan did not waste words. He directly took out the black notebook and opened it.

"Come out and get to work."

As Lu Yuan's words fell, a wisp of black smoke drifted from the pages.

Mo Shui emerged in the form of a translucent Ghost. She stretched lazily in the air, then inhaled the surrounding air with an intoxicated expression.

"That's right! That's right! This is the smell! So much knowledge! Hahaha!"

Mo Shui then arced through the air and landed above Mina's head.

Brent, who was holding Mina's hand down, widened his eyes. Seeing the Book Spirit approach, he was too frightened to make a sound.

But Mina, who had been struggling in pain, seemed to sense something.

She laboriously opened her eyes and looked at the little girl floating above her. There was no fear in her gaze. Instead, it held a few traces of curiosity.

Mo Shui floated above Mina's head and extended a translucent little hand, like an elegant conductor.

She did not roughly erase the voices.

Instead, she began building "Bookshelves" within Mina's consciousness.

The chaotic noise that had been washing over Mina's brain like a flood was swiftly broken down and sorted under Mo Shui's guidance.

Useful information was filed away and arranged.

Useless garbage noise was isolated and crushed.

As for the remaining voices that contained knowledge but could not be digested, Mo Shui gathered them into clusters of black light and swallowed them all.

In just a few moments—

Mina's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

The piercing ringing in her ears vanished, replaced by an unprecedented clarity.

Her gaze changed from clouded to clear as she stared fixedly at Mo Shui in the air.

"Big sister?"

Mina called out softly.

"Hmm? You're calling me big sister?"

Mo Shui's little face froze as she looked down at the girl below.

But she quickly realized that while guiding Mina to construct a Knowledge Palace, their minds had connected, which was why Mina saw her as an older sister.

"You're fine now, little girl. And don't call me big sister. By human age, I should be your grandmother."

Lu Yuan was somewhat speechless at that. He stepped forward and carefully checked Mina over, only speaking after confirming that her Spirituality had settled down.

"She really is fine. Mo Shui, how did you do it?"

In midair, Mo Shui sat cross-legged, holding a cluster of "Noise Cluster" pulled from Mina's mind and eating it with great relish.

"You don't need to know, because you wouldn't understand even if I told you. It's an ability I was born with."

Hearing this, Brent revealed a delighted expression as well.

"Doctor Lu, are you saying Mina will be fine from now on?"

"As long as she's here, your sister should be fine." As Lu Yuan spoke, he pointed at Mo Shui floating in the air.