Apocalyptic Forecast

""

In the silence, a cold wind blew, and Huai Shi looked at the principal next to him in confusion.

The principal also laughed awkwardly: "I'll send it back to you later, isn't it afraid that you will sit on the ground and your **** will be cold?"

"Fine."

Huai Shi hesitated for a long time, put down the tea cup in her hand, and got up with the principal.

Step up the steps.

The huge and heavy alchemy door opened in front of them.

The relief of the Gorgon on the bronze gate glanced at them, then quickly withdrew his gaze.

In the lobby of the library behind the door, a dim light came down, illuminating the majestic old man behind the front desk.

He stared at the people outside the door indifferently, without anger or prestige.

It seems to be standing high in the middle of the library, guarded by a heavy matrix, so mysterious and weird in the reflection of the light.

A sense of superiority.

"Which master is this?" Huai Shi was startled and asked humbly.

"Don't think about it, he is the doorman who was hired back to visit the library after retiring the year before last. He is already confused and he still sleeps during working hours."

The principal pierced his illusion lightly: "Here is a special design. The chair is the center point of the hall. Even if you put a dog up, you will feel that it is beautiful and majestic as if it is King Arthur."

Well, it is indeed sleeping.

Huai Shi plucked up the courage to look over, only to realize that this old man was sleeping with his eyes open, and he couldn't tell if he didn't look closely.

The halazis are all on their beards.

And still snoring.

boom!

A high-pitched sound.

It was the principal who walked up, raised his front paw, and patted heavily on the table: "Hey! Don't sleep, did I pay you to sleep? Get up!"

The sleeping old man raised his head in panic, his complexion quickly turned blue, and he almost had a heart attack. He hurriedly took out the medicine bottle from his pocket and took a few pills. It took a long time to relieve his breath.

Can't even care about saliva.

Hung up almost on the spot.

When he put on his glasses and looked over, his nervous expression relaxed: "It scared me to death! I thought the vice principal came to check Ban'er, what's the matter, principal?"

The panther squatting on the front desk shook his tail and licked his paw: "Bring the newcomer to stroll around, read a book, you open the door."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and immediately became reluctant:

"It's so late, won't it happen another day?"

"Absolutely! Lao Tzu's school, Lao Tzu's library, Lao Tzu's books, I want to read another day?" Black Panther raised his head and glanced at the passive old man in front of him. Did it?"

Staring at him, the old man shrank his shoulders, and immediately got up helplessly. He was aggrieved: "Okay, do you do it, why are you so fierce."

As he said, he wiped off his saliva, slowly got up from the chair, whispered something in his mouth, and turned and walked towards the high wall behind him.

With his actions, Huai Shi only noticed at this time.

In the lobby at the entrance of the library, behind the front desk, the huge wall with solemn reliefs and countless intricate patterns inscribed with solemn reliefs and countless complex patterns turned out to be a door.

That's right, there is a straight gap hanging down from the center of the steel wall. If you don't use a magnifying glass to observe carefully, it is difficult to detect the slender door gap between the countless intricate patterns and reliefs.

There are two iron gates on the whole wall.

Huai Shi’s hand in the ban can feel that the entire gate is all made of alloy, and the structure and quality of such a huge structure and quality, I am afraid it is not thousands of tons!

But just in front of the iron door, as the hump-backed old man slowly raised his thin left hand and pressed it on the door, there was a sharp sound.

This the **** is the ordinary old man who re-employed as the principal you said?

With such a heavy door, the tank's main gun may not be able to open it.

What monsters are the guards of your school?

Huai Shi took a breath of fright.

But without waiting for him to take a cold breath, he heard an indifferent electronic voice in the sharp alarm sound: "Fingerprint error!"

The old man froze for a moment, took his hand back, and pressed it again.

"Fingerprint error!"

Huai Poetry: ""

principal:""

In the silence, the old man turned his head and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I remembered the wrong hand."

He changed to his right hand.

This time, there was no more sharp sound, and the door opened.

Just as the mass of thousands of tons does not exist at all.

Huai Shi squatted at the door and looked at it carefully for a long time, only to find that this thing was completely automatic with fingerprints. He looked at the door and then at the old man standing in front of the door holding his hand like a peerless expert.

It is such an old man who guards all the school materials and important files and even the fragments of the heavenly records?

Still a fingerprint lock?

Can't you change your password? What if this old man hangs up someday?

He scratched his head, always feeling that the ivory tower is about to end

After following the principal into the door blankly, he couldn't help but look back at the old man. The old man was still standing at the door. Seeing him looking back, he quickly raised his hand and waved his hand to greet him with a look of flattery. .

""

So, are there really no hermits in your school library?

What a disappointment!

At the door, all you can see are the densely packed bookshelves with no end in sight. Countless small mechanical arms slid quickly on the ceiling rails, sorting out various large and small boxes, and storing files or other Things are moved flexibly and placed where they should be.

At the end of the line of sight, there are several separate doors. Through the glass windows, you can vaguely see countless huge units sinking in the coolant, venting the terrifying heat.

That is how exaggerated data is being transferred, written and read at a rapid rate every second.

The whole place is not like a library, but like a workshop and computer room in a factory.

"The first layer is mainly the server of the ivory tower, as well as the school files and many insignificant records. It's so normal, nothing good."

Black Panther walked in front, found the elevator leading to the underground skillfully, and said enthusiastically: "Come with me, I will take you to see the treasure of the ivory tower!"

So, is it really good for you to be so casual?

I just came here for a month!

But after he walked into the elevator, he heard the principal ask: "Is it Dongxia's Longmen Trial or Yingzhou's Rashomon?"

"Ok?"

Huai Shi was puzzled.

After the standing black panther pressed the elevator, he suddenly turned into an Australian desert red kangaroo covered in muscles and knots. He looked back at him and explained: "The screening mechanism left by the heavenly lineage is what you passed. Which one is it? You don’t think I can’t see that you are a full member of the heavenly genealogy, do you?"

"Is it all visible?" Huai Shi was stunned.

"Of course, people who pass the screening are actually a little different from those who don't. To say that there will be some special changes in the temperament or origin of the whole person, it is simply the anti-counterfeiting mark.

So, which one did you pass? I'm very curious about the principal, there aren't many people who can pass those trials right now. "

"Uh"

Huai Shi thought for a while, and was still ready to tell the truth. After all, there is nothing bad about seeing people in this matter, "The Vientiane Celestial Globe."

""

The principal glanced at Huai Shi in amazement, but did not speak.

"What's wrong?" Huai Shi asked.

"No, I just lament that it's not easy for you. Of the twelve trials left in the real world, the Vientiane Celestial Sphere is the most troublesome. It is not easy to say, difficult to say, but it is very tormenting, and it passes. Standards also vary from person to person. Moreover, Golden Liming was still messing things up in it. It’s good to say that everyone used to be colleagues in the Utopia after all. Many times it’s easy to discuss things. But recently those guys didn’t even reply to news. It seems like you have a big opinion about the school, do you have any clues?"

"Uh"

Huai Shi's expression twitched, and she couldn't help looking away: "I don't know this either."

"Yes, you don't look like a twenty-fifth boy sent by Golden Liming." Kangaroo gnawed a section of sugar cane that didn't know where it came from, and said casually. !

Huai Shi suddenly became nervous.

I'm afraid that the principal will suddenly jump and chop himself and kill himself here.

Looking at it this way, it seems that he really looks like a spy sent by Golden Dawn?

What does the principal mean by bringing himself here?

Want to seduce yourself to expose?

Or is there any unspeakable and unknown friendship between the Tower of Ivory and the Golden Dawn, and they often secretly communicate with each other, thinking that they were sent to join them?

"Don't worry, I won't get it wrong."

The principal patted him kindly on the shoulder: "If I didn't know that Osiris's driver was you, where would I invite you to the Ivory Tower?

You can inherit Mr. Orton’s legacy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am actually very pleased. Although the vice-principal has a big opinion of you, that guy has always been awkward, shouldn't it cause you to stumble because of this? "

At the end, he hesitated himself, not sure.

Huai Shi has fallen into numbness.

The amount of information in this old bastard's words is a bit too large, and he can't digest it completely.

But in the sluggishness, the elevator has already reached the lowest floor.

After passing through the layers of Huai Poetry that could not even be noticed, he went straight to the core of the ivory tower, where it slowly opened.

When Huai Shi walked out of it and passed through the last door, she caught a glimpse of the countless heavy books floating in the air.

It seems that there is a tree of light spreading in the void, and the straight branches are moving in and out, forming a three-dimensional matrix in the huge underground square.

When the multiple matrices are interlaced with each other, a thick book emerges on the formed node, rotating slightly.

All of them are fragments of the kingdom of heaven.

Huai Shi felt the violent vibration of the Book of Destiny, which was the faint outline remaining after the fall of the kingdom of heaven, the huge structure formed by thousands of fragments of the kingdom of heaven.

And at the core of the countless ray matrix, there is a complex projection that is purely overlapped by countless things, showing a different look at every moment. Amidst the light and bubbles, a book is vaguely outlined. Silhouette of books.

Perhaps that is what the book of destiny should have been.

Just being here, it seems that it will control the operation of the entire world and make everything shrouded in its own writing and records.

Huai Shi couldn't help sighing in the spectacular scene that was almost suffocating.

"It's so beautiful."

"Who said no?"

The principal sighed softly, "Unfortunately, it's a fake."