He took out his identity card and swiped it on the protruding black pedestal next to him.
A semi-transparent pillar of light descended from the sky, enveloping his body and exerting a tremendous pulling force on him.
Wang Ran's sight blurred for a moment, and the next second, he had teleported into an antique-looking small pavilion.
A bamboo slip floated in front of him.
"Hello, I am the librarian. What information would you like to search for?"
Without hesitation, Wang Ran said, "I want to search for information about 'Immortals'."
The bamboo slip wobbled: "The information you are searching for does not exist."
Wang Ran's eyebrows imperceptibly furrowed.
Even the library held no news of Immortals — was it because 'Immortals' had been translated into another term, or perhaps...
He had a bad feeling about this.
After pondering for a moment, Wang Ran said, "I'd like to search for the chronicles and major events of the World Hub."
