Trading with Souls!
However, the knowledge in books needs to be gradually discovered through reading; it's impossible to master it all at once.
Just like the book Meng Qing had rented before, he hadn't finished reading it by the time he returned it.
After returning the book, he completely lost the abilities he had gained from it.
Therefore, borrowing books is not the same as directly borrowing ability.
To master the skills in the book, you need to spend some time understanding the knowledge within it.
Given the current situation, it's clearly too late to start reading a book from scratch.
So Meng Qing turned his attention to another room.
He walked into the room, which contained rows of neatly arranged Ancient Relic.
"So the Ancient Relic really were all taken by the Grim Reaper. I thought those people in my dream were just joking around..."
As Meng Qing walked through the collection room, he happened to see a needle.
A silver needle.
"Silver Thread Needle?"
Just then, an eye opened on the counter.
Choose it.
What?
Meng Qing frowned, and then a strange mental fluctuation rushed into his mind, revealing an image of a five-clawed dragon.
The portrait flashed by, but it seemed to be hinting at something to Meng Qing.
"Silver Thread Needle... dragon."
Since Sequence 024 Great Serpent has given him such a hint, then...
Meng Qing picked up the Silver Thread Needle and returned to the counter. "I'll choose this one."
Upon hearing this, 001 picked up a small booklet from the side and glanced at it. "Ancient Relic have a unified standard, a one-year soul lifespan, and can be rented for one month. So, how long do you want to rent it for?"
A soul's lifespan of one year?
What is meant by a one-year soul lifespan?
Upon hearing this, 001 picked up the booklet and flipped through a few pages. "Every life has a soul, but the soul is not immortal. Cell division has an upper limit, and the body and soul also have limits."
"If the lifespan of the soul is exhausted, consciousness will perish, it's that simple."
Such an official explanation...
"Can I know how much of my soul lifespan I have left?" Meng Qing asked.
"No."
001's answer was quite concise and to the point.
Just then, Yang Jian walked over with a torch. "Everything else has an explanation, but this one doesn't. I want to know what it is?"
The torch looked ordinary, yet it burned with a golden flame all the time and required no fuel.
"Don't ask so many questions; the more you know, the more pain you'll experience."
Upon hearing 001's words, the girl next to Yang Jian tugged at his sleeve, "How about we switch to another one, Brother Yang Jian?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian tossed the torch in his hand and said, "No, take this one."
The less defined something is, the more mysterious it becomes; and the more mysterious something is, the more unexpected effects it can produce.
Sometimes, no explanation is the best explanation.
001 casually pushed the Little Flower in front of the two of them, "Now that you've made your choice, let's confirm the rental period."
"Three months."
Meng Qing picked up a pen and wrote the specific date on the label next to him.
Yang Jian followed suit after hearing this.
After writing down the rental period, Little Flower suddenly opened her eyes!
Two tentacles curled up and pierced into the space between their eyebrows, as if something had been pulled out at that moment!
The two trembled, their expressions somewhat dazed.
"Is that all?"
Yang Jian said.
001 waved her hand, "Okay, it's all done, let's go."
Before the three could react, their figures flashed and disappeared from the library.
Seeing this, 001 stretched and was about to lie back down when a Fishman pushed open the library door.
Um?
The Fishman approached 001 step by step, as if he knew 001.
"Long time no see, do you still remember me, Raven?"
001 blinked, "Dead Fish Head, how did you get so small?"
Indeed, this Fishman is none other than Li Yuan.
But this doesn't mean he's shrunk; the Fishman body isn't his original form, but rather a priest who split off from him.
"It's not important. Those three people, they seem to have taken something from here."
"Could you please tell me what place this is?"
001 explained Chen Ye's new masterpiece, 024 the Exiled's Library, to Li Yuan and told him that everything there could be traded for souls.
After understanding the detailed rules, Li Yuan proposed a deal to 001.
Dragon Talisman, Pig Talisman.
Yes, he swapped the two talismans with 001.
At the same time, I also rented a book.
The Book of the Dead
Li Yuan also paid the price with his soul.
Just as Li Yuan was about to leave after the transaction was completed, 001 called him back.
"Dead Fish Head, I need to remind you that Lord Aus once said that the world is divided into day and night, and both are in a circle. When this balance is broken, the world itself will take action to put everything back on track."
Li Yuan's gaze sharpened upon hearing this. "You mean, you want me to not go too far?"
"Who knows? After all, no one can fathom what that person is thinking."
001 said.
Li Yuan, who had just opened the door to leave, paused upon hearing this.
"Humanity is destined to be replaced unless they can transform the energy flowing in this world to achieve self-evolution, but I will not give them that opportunity."
Outside world.
When Meng Qing, Yang Jian, and the other two came out, all they saw was a ruin submerged by the flood.
Fortunately, the monster in the ocean continued its advance.
Unfortunately, the red mist did not change position; it continued to expand and grow!
The red mist enveloped them almost the instant they emerged, leaving Yang Jian and the others no time to react!
Call!
The dense, flowing red mist engulfed the three of them, but strangely, they were neither assimilated nor melted by the mist.
The place where the three were located became a pure land, and the red mist automatically avoided them.
Why is that?
Meng Qing was the first to find the answer; he discovered that this pure land was spread out with Yang Jian as the center.
"Is it that torch?"
Upon hearing Meng Qing's words, Yang Jian extended the torch forward, and the endless red mist in front of him dispersed, revealing a path!
"It really is true!"
"As expected, my judgment is unique," Yang Jian.
"The torch allows us to stand firm under the red mist and also illuminates the way forward, so does that mean... it's similar to the existence of the trident?" Meng Qing muttered to himself.
Does that mean that the red mist is actually an Old Ones?
Are we going to go find the seal again?
But... this time there really wasn't a single clue.
There were no words or information on the torch.
Upon seeing the torch, the only thing Meng Qing could think of was Mount Olympus.
After all, the Olympus Sacred Fire is quite famous.
Moreover, in Greek mythology, Poseidon, is also one of the twelve Olympian gods.
The last Golden Trident was related to his son Atlas, so...
"Do the Old Ones correspond to the gods of Greek mythology?"
Meng Qing couldn't be sure; this was just his guess.
Even if, as he thought, the seal corresponds to the Olympian gods, Meng Qing didn't want to get involved in it anymore.
Because it's a completely thankless task!
Not only did they put themselves on the sidelines as a suicide squad to save the world, but even if they won, there would be no benefit to them.
Even if you manage to succeed by chance, what if they come out one day and seek revenge? It's really not worth it.
Moreover, judging from the current situation, the surrounding cities have been destroyed; there are no planes, let alone cars.
Walking to Mount Olympus is simply unrealistic.
"No matter what, let's get out of here first."
Yang Jian nodded, and the three of them began to move forward in the red mist with torches in hand.
The thick red fog greatly limited their visibility.
They were like explorers in a dark forest, carrying torches, and could only move forward slowly, step by step.
But unfortunately...
Li Heng, the Lord of the Red Flow, quickly spotted the three men holding torches!