Recruitment, Contest for the Throne!

After leaving the National Preceptor's Residence, Jiang Ning headed straight for the Dao Palace.

Across the thirty-six prefectures of the Nine Provinces, only the Dao Palace's collection of books could best satisfy his needs.

Before the situation under heaven truly descended into chaos, and now that he possessed a certain degree of self-preservation, he had ample free time to learn about this world through books—its past, and the civilization unique to this world.

Before long, he appeared once more on the first floor of the Library Pavilion.

The Dao Palace students who saw Jiang Ning were no longer surprised.

After spending so many days in the Dao Palace, Jiang Ning's name had long since spread far and wide.

Arriving at an area whose books he had yet to read, Jiang Ning swept his gaze over them and selected ten volumes.

Then, with his eyes slightly closed, the ten books on the shelves were drawn by an invisible force, floating before him and hanging in midair as their pages began to turn.

In the blink of an eye, he entered his rhythm.

[Literacy Experience +1]

[Literacy Experience +1]

[Literacy Experience +1]

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Whenever he finished a book and it returned to the shelf, another book would fly out from the shelf and land before him, its pages opening.

Compared to the beginning, he had already started choosing which books to read.

If he had to read every single book one by one, faced with a vast sea of books as immense as mountains and oceans, he did not even dare imagine how much time it would take.

As time passed, he felt his condition worsening.

Suddenly.

He opened his eyes and rubbed his brow. The final book floating before him closed on its