Inside Saint Paul School's newly built Archive, Qin Ran sat upright behind a desk, carefully leafing through the book in his hands.
On the desk, a kerosene lamp with its wick turned up was the Archive's only source of light.
Still, that single light illuminated the entire Archive.
After all, this was only an archive, not a library.
The Archive, roughly fifteen square meters in size, housed books retrieved from the Wayne Family, along with notes the old nun had transcribed from memory.
Five bookshelves, one desk, and nearly five hundred books made up the entirety of the Archive.
But the old nun was deeply concerned about its security. Not only had she assigned someone to watch over it, she had also reassigned three members of the School Guard Unit to take turns standing guard.
Fortunately, as time passed, most of the crowd gathered outside the school gates because of the "miracle" finally dispersed.
This freed the members of the School Guard Unit from their heavy workload.
Moreover, most of those who remained were genuinely devout.
These people were easy to communicate with.
There was little trouble involved, and two or three members of the School Guard Unit were enough to handle them.
Most of the School Guard Unit focused on people in the crowd with ulterior motives.
Those people were truly despicable.
In less than three days, the School Guard Unit had caught no fewer than ten thieves and troublemakers intent on provoking clashes. Although these people had received their deserved punishment with Sheriff John's cooperation, they were like weeds in a field: no amount of weeding could get rid of them all.
As a result, Saint Paul School had to postpone the resumption of classes by another week.
Qin Ran had learned all this while chatting with Aike