"Acting library director? Where has the official director gone?" Jess looked at the booklet in his hand, which did not contain any special text, only some library rules and the name "Sherry is now the acting director".
Sherry shook his head and said, "I don't know! That guy Agu disappears from the museum for a period of time every year, and I don't know where he went. The only thing that can be confirmed is that he hasn't left the museum."
Jess returned the manual to Sherry. "Who is Agu?"
"Oh! That's the useless library director."
Jess found the adjectives used by Sheris interesting. "It's useless?"
"Yeah! That unscrupulous guy just became the library director. He even left everything to me to do."
"Sister Shelley, how did you choose the director of your library?" Alice listened for a long time and finally couldn't bear it and asked her own question.
Sherry took out the manual and shook it. "After the former director resigns from his position, the library will select an heir on its own, and the list will appear in the management manual. Agents are also selected by the library in the same way, when the director is not present. As the library grows up, they only work as administrators, which is not difficult, so it is not the person who reads the most books or any other way of choosing. Scholars in the library also do not care much about who the director is. As long as they can read well, other things are not very important. Instead, if they are asked to take on this type of position, they will be opposite."
"That means it was done by the least bookish guy, so it's not difficult to guess the origin of you as the acting curator," Jess said casually, holding his hands behind his head. On the contrary, it was as if Sherry had been hit hard, with an indescribable expression on his face.
Sherry desperately wanted to steer the topic elsewhere, but didn't know what to say. That expression in Jess's eyes just made him exclaim fun. Finally, Shelley came up with something. "Jess, I want to help you write a biography, how about it?"
"Biography?" Jess was a bit unsure how to respond to Sherry's move.
"That's right! Biography. The facts and legends of the Seven Samurai are far apart. Someone must write the truth. After all, the book was written for him, and whether it was false or not will be judged by later generations. I don't care. All I need to do is record what I know to be true."
Jess smiled and looked at Sherry with a hopeful expression on his face. The more he looked at Sherry, the more he liked him. Jess never refuses or demands excessive demands from beautiful women. For him, just looking at the smile of a beautiful woman is worth it. "Okay!"
Sherry almost jumped up and exclaimed happily, "Really! That's great!" The next moment, she covered her mouth again, glanced left and right before sticking out her tongue and laughing, "The soundproofing equipment in the library is not very good."
Sherry led everyone to the second floor of the library. In front of a bookshelf, Sherry took out an orange book and handed it to Jess with a pen. "Jess, sign your name on the first page."
Based on his previous experience, Jess looked at Sherry anxiously. "This can't be any sales contract, can it?"
Upon hearing Jess's words, Sherry couldn't help but chuckle a few times. "No, it's not! This is a book for 'People's Chronicles', usually used to record abilities and biographies. In the library,' People's Chronicles' can also be materialized and become a replica of oneself. However, the replica will lower one's abilities a bit and has restrictions that cannot violate one's commands to avoid the intention of replacing oneself in the replica. However, usually the replica cannot leave the library, and as soon as it leaves the library barrier, the magic of supporting the materialization of book content will disappear. The function of the signature is only to record your abilities and regularly update them in the book, and it will not cause any burden on oneself."
Alice, who was looking at the cabinet full of books, asked again. "Sister Shelley, why do the covers of the books here have different colors?"
"Oh! The book cover is divided into eight colors: 'black, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple', indicating eight grades. The hat of the scholar robe also has a border color, which also divides scholars into eight grades. Some people sew threads on clothes and distinguish them based on the number of threads, or directly based on the color of the clothes. These can all indicate a scholar's grade, of course, some scholars use them all."
Jess looked at Sherry's hat. "No!" Sherry noticed Jess's move and quickly covered his hat, but it was too late. She could only sigh. "Sigh~! For scholars like us who have no color, they are considered 'not accepted' and commonly referred to as the 'ninth grade'. Books are also distinguished by color because they possess magic within the library. In order to prevent the magic of books from flowing out in an disorderly manner, the library has established a reading permission range for scholars, and it is very difficult to deal with anyone who opens a book. Usually, people who read books seriously have higher grades and are allowed to read more special types of books. Currently, there are only two black scholars with the highest grade."
"Why can the sister take the orange book?" Alice continued to ask.
"Because the authority of the curator and the acting curator can break through grades. For example, the curator is directly promoted to the highest grade and becomes a member of the black category. The acting curator, on the other hand, corrects six grades upwards, so I can read or use books below orange. As the acting curator is a temporary appointment, the grade color will not be changed, only the authority will be modified during the agency period."
"What about the book?" Alice picked up a black book casually.
Sherry was greatly surprised and immediately pressed down on the book to prevent Alice from opening it. Alice was first frightened, then knowingly let go of the book and handed it to Sherry. Sherry took a breath and looked at the words on the cover. "The book 'Sha Mo, the Thirteenth Demon God of the 22nd Military Region of the Demon Realm' was fortunately not opened. The color of the book is related to the abilities of the people recorded in it, and only three or five famous heroes in human history are listed in the Red Book. This Black Book records a much stronger demon god than humans..." As a scholar, it is a sad habit to conduct research on everything, and the research will require evidence. The evidence is in the book, so it is customary to open the book to prove to Alice how strong the demon god is. Normally, one would never take books that they are not allowed to read, so there is no chance of accidentally opening them.
Nowadays, books that have been accidentally opened are leaking sand, and the amount of sand is so large that it would be interesting to explore the source of sand. The sand flowing out piled up at the bottom of Sherlis's feet, and the higher sand pile gradually formed a humanoid shape. When the sand no longer flows out, the sand pile has gathered into a person, who is twice and a half the height of an ordinary person. And the slowly opened eyes slowly scanned the crowd present.
When Jess came into contact with the other person's eyes, he felt like a frog being stared at by a snake for the first time. I saw the anger in the other person's eyes burning stronger and stronger. After a flash, their eyes became increasingly drowsy, as if they were about to fall asleep. The other party slowly picked up the book in Sherry's hand, but Sherry dared not resist and allowed the other party to take it away.
The other party brought the book back to Alice and handed it to her. His mouth slightly opened and he slowly said, "Put the book back in its original position later. Remember not to disturb my sleep in the future." After that, the other person's body dispersed into sand, disappearing into the pages like being sucked back by the book.
Alice foolishly held the book in her hand and didn't know what to do. On the side, Sherry quickly closed the book and placed it back in the bookshelf. Hand propped on the bookshelf panting. "The 'Character Chronicle' is probably like this. Do you have any other questions?"
Jess recovered from his surprise and thought for a moment. "That means there will be a replicated version of me in the book."
Sherry looked at Jess puzzled, unsure of his true reason for asking this question, but answered the surface of the question, "Yes! Is there a problem?"
Jess scratched his head, feeling that it was a bit inappropriate, but he couldn't pinpoint where the terrain was. After thinking for a while, he gave up the question he couldn't come up with and asked Sherry, "Is it enough to sign?"
Sherry's dejected expression due to the recent incident instantly became full of vitality. She nodded affirmatively and watched Jess sign the first page of the book with her own eyes. Sherry happily retrieved the Orange Book from Jess's hand and opened it to look for it. "Character name: Jess, performance elements... level unknown, um~understandable. Ability unknown, health unknown, age unknown, unknown, unknown... terrible!"
"What's wrong?" Jess looked at Sherry's increasingly ugly face and asked in confusion.
Sherry quickly closed the book. "Jess's abilities have exceeded the scope of the Orange Book seal."
"That is to say..." Jess continued naturally.
Before Sherlis could answer, the book in his hand began to shake. Sherry held the book tightly to his chest, but couldn't stop its vibration. In an instant, the book broke free from Sherry's hands, and a person similar to Jess jumped out of the opened pages... no! It's the same as Jess.
"Eh~Ah!" The replica flipped sideways onto a nearby desk, then rushed towards the other end of the desk, and the footsteps naturally made a considerable noise.
"Jess, stop him quickly," Sherlis exclaimed anxiously, tugging at Jess's sleeve.
"How to stop it?" Jess was also frightened by such a situation and didn't know what to do. Watching himself fooling around in the library, Jess shook his head helplessly and protested to Sherry, "Hey! My personality isn't that bad, is it?"
"Sister Shelley, can't we use the library rules?" Alice asked on the side.
Sherry watched as the copied version of Jess continued to stir and anxiously said, "The library rules can only prohibit certain behaviors, and cannot command others to stay still. Let's catch them obediently. Quick! Jess, only you can stop him now. Bring him back and temporarily press him inside the book. Ah~! The seventh rule of the library rules is that jumping on the table is prohibited in the library and making noise!"
As Sherry shouted, a replica of Jess standing on the desk, who was about to do a backflip, became very slow in an instant. The slow pace was like a demonstration teaching of flipping and decomposing after watching, and the decomposition movements were done beautifully one by one. Slowly flip over and then slowly land on the table without making any noise. The whole process raises doubts about whether it can exist in reality, as it is simply unbelievable.
Jess took a few steps forward helplessly, took something out of his arms, and whistled to remind himself to be careful. The replica rushed back as soon as it saw what the original version had in hand. Jess watched as the things in his hand were taken away, and then watched as the replica crouching on the ground was wolfing down. "This is my favorite snack!... Hey! My eating habits aren't that bad, are they?"
Alice and others standing behind shook their heads involuntarily, not knowing whether they were refuting Jess's words or feeling embarrassed as they watched the replica eat.
Sherry quickly covered the book and replied to the product on the side. While closing the book, two black iron chains were added to tightly seal it. After handling it, Sherry wiped the sweat off his forehead and let out a big breath. "The specially designed 'seal chain' should be able to seal this book! Next, we'll wait for Agu to come back and transfer the content. Looking at the book still jumping around in his hand, Sherlis was afraid that the copied version of Jess would break the iron chain from inside the book and jump out to play around.".
Alice also looked at the bouncing book and asked, "Sister Shelley, what's going on here?"
Sherry placed the book on a separate bookshelf and turned to Alice, saying, "Normally, when the 'Character Chronicle' is closed, it is the magic of the book itself that stops the activity of the recorded characters. If the ability of the recorded characters exceeds the sealing range of the book, there will be some deviations, resulting in a situation different from oneself, and the book cannot restrict the free movement of the copied version. At this time, what needs to be done is to transfer the content of the book to the next level of the book. There is no upper limit to the sealing range of the black book."
Alice asked inexplicably, "Why don't we just use black books?"
"The reason for doing this grading is to save magic and use it to seal black books. Moreover, my usage rights are only within the scope of orange books, and black books must be done by the curator."
Jess looked at the biography placed on the bookshelf, still restlessly jumping around, and could only lightly sigh and shake his head. "Forget it! Let's not do that anymore. Business matters."
Sherice's expression was as if she didn't believe that Jess would have something serious. After listening to Jess's so-called serious matter with great interest, Sherice just crossed her hands and nodded. "Oh! I need to find a book."
"Do you have such books?" Jess continued in his previous tone of helplessness.
"Yes!"
This positive answer finally motivates the man whose image has just been completely destroyed. "Oh! That's great, where are the books?"
"I don't know." Sherry's serious shaking of his head almost made Jess explode. Looking at Jess's already raised trembling hands, Sherlis took a step back and explained, "Jess, calm down. This is the 'Ancient Library' with a collection of books calculated in billions of volumes. Of course, you can find any book. It's just a matter of searching."
After listening to Sherry's explanation, Jess's anger slightly subsided. "Can the library say it?"
"No way! The library doesn't have a 'search' function," said Sherris, returning to his original position
Jess's momentum surged again. Sherry was forced to take two steps back this time, and she shook her hands in a panic and said, "There's no such function. We can go ask people!"
"Ask! Ask who?" Jess's face remained unchanged, still maintaining a cannibalistic expression.
Sherry quickly turned his back to Jess and waved to everyone to follow, in order to avoid facing Jess's eyes. As he led the crowd down the second floor, Sherlis said, "It's hard to determine when the 'Ancient Library' appeared. It's only known that it's even older than most libraries. There are about 300 million books of different grades, according to a scholar who was involved a hundred years ago. There were already over 1.5 billion books of no grade in the records at that time. Except for some non grade books with duplicate copies of the second book available for lending, those with grades are all non lending items with only one book. The library's source of funds comes from people who apply for library cards or come to the library to copy books, or town representatives who freely donate, all of which are unified by the government." The curator is responsible for handling the matter. Once the annual expenses are sufficient, the curator will no longer accept external donations
Sherry secretly glanced back and, after confirming that the person behind her didn't have the urge to hit her due to her nonsense, continued, "The biggest difference between having and not having is the magic attached to it. Some magic works to seal another force in the book itself, so that the book won't cause harm. Some magic works according to the content of the book, just like the spirit of the word. The second floor's" Character Chronicle "belongs to the latter. The similarity between these two types of valuable books is that as long as they leave the library's scope, the magic that only takes effect inside the library will disappear. For example," Character Chronicle "will have no effect outside. However, the character of the book will have no effect. There are exceptions to the grading system, and for certain books with a wide range of content, the library will also include them in the grading management
Sherry secretly glanced again and slowly walked down the stairs to the first floor while taking a breath. This is the classification method for books. Compared to the classification method used by scholars, scholars mostly use the reading volume and the amount of works to provide the criteria for library recognition and upgrading. Scholars' works are also one of the sources for libraries to increase the number of books, and the content of their works is mostly based on research records, post reading reflections, or sometimes inspirational creations. In the past, classification was based on the proportion of reading volume to library collection, but now, due to the large number of books in the library, that classification method is no longer used. The ability of scholars to use 'character spirit' is also related to their level. It is said that the higher the level of scholars' character spirit 'has reached the level of light flipping the curse. Any page of the document can produce the effect of this magic without the need for magic. Compared to my ability to only materialize the descriptions in the book, they can certainly achieve it easily and with greater certainty. It is unclear whether they can concretize objects, as no one has ever tried before. Moreover, most scholars do not leave the library to make trouble outside, so the combat effectiveness of scholars has not yet been clearly regulated, and we do not see much improvement in Lv in professional unions. The highest Lv in the museum now is me, Scholar Lv3. That's still because I went out to do some mischief two years ago and achieved such results
"Having said so much, it doesn't seem to have much to do with our focus." Jess's relaxed tone was extremely threatening in Sherry's ear.
Sherry hurriedly explained, "Of course there is, because we are now going to find another black scholar in the library. He has real talent compared to Agu, who is also listed as a black scholar, unlike Agu who was promoted to black because he served as the director. Although there is no mutual exclusion in the library due to different grades, grades represent the fact that knowledge is undeniable. However, most scholars still do not care about the grades of others. They focus on their own reading because they want to compete for who has read how many books, it is better to spend their time reading books. And the black scholar we are going to consult with is his name..." "
"Ah! 'Bookworm'! 'Alice and others watched as shouting Jess walked towards a scholar reading.
The scholar was dressed in a completely black scholar robe, with eight golden threads embroidered on his left chest. He focuses on his own reading... if the act of constantly flipping through a book can be called 'reading'. Although the speed of flipping through books is so fast that others feel like they don't even have enough time to read page numbers, the scholar's serious expression makes people have to guess. Can he really read it clearly?
Jess sat in front of the black robed scholar. I originally planned to say a lot of things, but when I saw the other person's level of focus, Jess automatically shut up. He just sat quietly in his seat and looked at the other person. And the black robed scholar just silently and quickly flipped through his book.
Time passed quickly, and the speed of the black robed scholar's flipping through the books accelerated even more. When the last page was flipped over and the book was closed, the black robed scholar leaned back in his chair and exhaled. "Huh! This book is really good. Ah! Jess! It's not dead yet!"
Finally noticed by the other party, but in the moment of rising mood, it plummeted to the bottom. "Hey! Damn it, bookworm. Can't this greeting sound better to you? It's been fifteen or sixteen years since we last met, why is it still the same as before?"
"I can't change my childhood habits, that era when I used to use vulgar language as punctuation. It's been over ten years since I last used it, and when I saw your face, the feeling I had back then came back. What's wrong! The library is not a place where people like you would haunt."
"I'm here to find some books that are useful. Can you help me?"
"Do you have the right to refuse?"
"The price of rejection is your pair of eyes!"
"It's inconvenient to read without eyes."
"Then be obedient and help!"
"What book are you looking for?"
"Books about 'resurrection spells' and' soul summoning ', as well as information about' hero swords'."
"Sherry, could you please go and get it?" The bookworm called out to Sherry standing on the side, but he seemed to be stunned by the conversation between him and Jess about their mutual understanding and meeting. "Sherry!"
"Oh! Bookworm teacher, what's up?" Sherry habitually referred to scholars of higher grades as teachers, and of course, he came out very casually. But in the blink of an eye, I realized that I seemed to be one generation lower than Jess, and I felt a bit sad in my heart. Why do I have such a feeling that I can't explain or explain.
"Could you please go to the white magic area to the east, where the fourth bookshelf is from the left row, and bring the 'Deep White Magic' with the number 6163007? In the magic area, where the seventh bookshelf is from the left row, bring two books with the number 394668, 'Summoning Technique Points'. Okay?"
Sherry hesitated for a moment before replying, "Oh! Okay."
Watching Sherry's actions, the bookworm asked with some concern, "No problem, right?"
"Teacher, there's no problem." After speaking, Sherry ran away.
"Hey!" The bookworm shouted and then whispered, "Don't run! It will make noise to... others..." The other person clearly didn't hear the bookworm's words, but the people around were staring in the direction of the bookworm.
The bookworm made an embarrassed expression and only breathed a sigh of relief after everyone else had returned to their own world in the book. "Huh! It's okay! Hey! Go back to where you should go yourself." The bookworm lightly tapped the book he had just read. The book suddenly grew a pair of feet and hands, swaying left and right towards the edge of the desk, jumping off the desk and then moving towards the bookshelf on one side. The clumsy walking posture made the two little girls present inadvertently smile.
Jess ran back to his original position while looking at the book and asked the bookworm, "The profound white magic? What is it written about?"
The bookworm just smiled and said, "Although magic spells vary according to each wizard, there are always some standardized templates for teaching. The content of these books is mostly spells left by some famous wizards in the past, and the success rate is very high, which becomes a standardized template. However, there is still a group of wizards who insist that the magic they use is completely created by themselves, whether it is the content of the spell or the magic effect. Because doing so, magic is like tailoring it for themselves, with good success rates and destructive power in casting spells. Even the content of the spell can be simplified, and directly reciting the name of the spell will produce an effect. But how many..." People can have such talent and talent to be creative. No one can say 100% which method is better, but for a learner, it is advantageous to have examples from predecessors for reference. The content of 'advanced white magic' is a level 7 to 9 white magic template
While struggling to climb onto the bookshelf and return to his original position while clumsily using the book, Jess had already left while talking to the bookworm. The two little girls who had just shifted their gaze away from the lovely book quickly caught up with the two adults moving, and the two older women also took a step slower to catch up. On the other end, Sherry panted and ran over.