While Nami is still young, invite her to join my ship!

However, the knowledge in the book needs to be slowly excavated through reading, and it is impossible to master it directly by saying it.

Just like the book that Meng Qing rented before, he didn't finish reading it until he returned it.

And after returning the book, he directly lost the ability he gained in the book.

So borrowing a book does not mean borrowing the ability directly.

If you want to master the ability in the book, you need to rely on a certain amount of time to understand the knowledge in the book.

And in this situation, it is obviously too late to read a book from the beginning.

So Meng Qing set his sights on another room.

He walked into the room, and there were rows of neatly arranged ancient relics.

"It turns out that the ancient relics were really taken away by the Death God Boss. I thought those people in the dream were just joking..."

Meng Qing walked in the collection room, and by chance, he saw 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 wave rushed into his mind, revealing a picture of a five-clawed dragon.

The picture flashed by, but it seemed to hint something to Meng Qing.

"Silver Needle... Dragon."

024 Since the snake hinted at him like this, then...

Meng Qing picked up the silver needle and returned to the counter, "I choose this one."

001 Hearing this, he picked up the booklet beside him and glanced at it, "The unified standard for ancient relics is one year of soul life, and the standard for renting for one month, so how long do you want to rent it for?"

One year of soul life?

"What is one year of soul life?"

001 Hearing this, he picked up the booklet and flipped back a few pages, "Any life has a soul, but the soul is not immortal. There is an upper limit to cell division, and there are also limits to the body and soul."

"If the soul life is exhausted, the consciousness will die, it's that simple."

What an official statement...

"Can I know how much soul life I have left?" Meng Qing asked.

"No."

001 answered quite straightforwardly.

At this time, Yang Jian came over with a torch, "Other things have explanations, but this thing doesn't. I want to know what it is?"

The torch looked ordinary, but it was always burning with a golden flame, and it didn't need fuel.

"Don't ask so many questions. The more you know, the more painful it is."

Hearing 001's words, the girl next to him pulled the corner of Yang Jian's clothes, "How about we change one, Brother Yang Jian?"

Yang Jian shook the torch in his hand, "No, take this one."

The more undefined something is, the more mysterious it is, and the more mysterious something is, the more unexpected it can produce.

Sometimes no explanation is the best explanation.

001 casually pushed Xiaohua in front of the two of them, "Since you have chosen it, let's determine the rental time."

"Three months."

Meng Qing picked up a pen and wrote down the specific date on the label next to him.

Yang Jian followed suit.

After writing down the rental time, Xiaohua suddenly opened her eyes!

Two tentacles curled and pierced into the two people's eyebrows, as if something was pulled out at this moment!

The two trembled, and their expressions were mostly a little dazed.

"Is it done?"

Yang Jian said.

001 waved his hand, "Yeah, it's done, let's go."

After the words fell, before the three people could react, the three people's figures flashed and disappeared directly in the library.

Seeing this, 001 stretched his waist and was about to lie down, but he didn't expect a fishman to push open the door of the library.

Hmm?

The fishman came to 001 step by step, as if he knew 001.

"Long time no see, do you remember me, Raven?"

001 blinked, "How come you have become so small, dead fish head?"

Yes, this fishman is none other than Li Yuan.

But this is not that he has become smaller, this fishman's body is not his original body, but a priest split from him.

"It doesn't matter. Those three people seem to have taken something here."

"Can you please explain to me, what is this place?"

...

001 explained to Li Yuan Chen Ye's new masterpiece, 024 Library of the Exiled, and explained to him that everything here can be traded for souls.

After learning the detailed rules, Li Yuan proposed a deal to 001.

Dragon Talisman, Pig Talisman.

Yes, he exchanged these two talismans from 001.

At the same time, he also rented a book.

"Book of the Dead"

Li Yuan also paid the price of his soul.

After the transaction, Li Yuan was about to leave, but 001 stopped him unexpectedly.He.

"Dead fish head, I need to remind you that Lord Oss once said that the world is divided into two parts, day and night, and they return to one circle. When this balance is broken, the world itself will also take action to get everything back on track."

Li Yuan's eyes condensed when he heard this, "You mean, don't let me do it too much, right?"

"Who knows? After all, no one can guess what that person is thinking."

001 said.

Li Yuan, who had just opened the door and was about to leave, paused when he heard this.

"Humans are destined to be replaced, unless they can transform the energy flowing in this world to achieve self-evolution, but I will not give them this opportunity."

...

Outside world.

When Meng Qing and Yang Jian came out, they saw a ruin submerged by floods.

Fortunately, the monster in the ocean continued to move forward.

Unfortunately, the red fog did not change its position, it was still expanding!

The red fog almost enveloped them the moment they came out, and Yang Jian and others had no time to react!

Huh!

The dense red fog swallowed the three people, but strangely, the three people were not assimilated or melted by the red fog.

The place where the three people were became a piece of pure land, and the red fog automatically avoided the three people.

Why is this?

Meng Qing found the answer first. He found that this piece of pure land was spread out with Yang Jian as the center point.

"Is it the torch?"

Hearing Meng Qing's words, Yang Jian stretched the torch forward, and the endless red fog in front of him dispersed, and a road really appeared!

"It really is!"

"Sure enough, my vision is unique." Yang Jian said.

"The torch allows us to gain a foothold under the red fog, and it can also illuminate the way ahead, so that means... his existence is similar to that of the trident?" Meng Qing said to himself.

Does that mean that this red fog is actually an Old One?

Is it time to look for the seal again?

But... this time there is really no clue at all.

There is no text or information on the torch.

Seeing the torch, the only thing Meng Qing could think of was Mount Olympus.

After all, the Olympus Holy Fire is quite famous.

Moreover, in Greek mythology, Poseidon, the god of the sea, is also one of the twelve main gods of Olympus.

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.

But even if it was true as he thought, the seal corresponded to the gods of Olympus, Meng Qing didn't want to get involved in this matter anymore.

Because it was completely thankless!

Not only did he push himself onto the death squad to save the world, but there was no benefit in winning.

Even if he succeeded by chance, if they came out one day, they would still seek revenge on you, which was really not worth it.

And judging from the current situation, all the nearby cities were destroyed, let alone airplanes, there were no cars.

It was simply unrealistic to want to walk to Mount Olympus.

"Anyway, let's leave here first."

Yang Jian nodded, and the three of them began to move forward in the red fog with torches.

The red fog was so dense that their vision was greatly limited.

They were like explorers with torches in a dark forest, and could only move forward slowly step by step with torches.

But unfortunately...

The Lord of the Red Stream, Li Heng, soon discovered the three people holding torches!

...