"The Wealth of Nations", "Capital", "Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxism", "Frontier Theories of Basic Science", "Twenty-four History", "General Guide to Governance", "Geographical Atlas of the World", "On the Postpartum Recovery of Sows", ......

Professional books in various disciplines and fields are piled up on the dazzling bookshelves, and Ye Zhuang is not picky, and he quickly flips through each one.

In just ten minutes, I finished reading all the books on the entire shelf, and then came to the second bookshelf and continued to flip through quickly.

Since the pre-Qin period, the amount of knowledge in human society has accumulated to a very terrifying level, as if it is an inexhaustible source, constantly pouring into Ye Zhuang's mind.

In just an hour, he had read all the books on the entire first floor, and engraved them in his mind word for word, like a humanoid computer.

Second floor......

3rd Floor ......

4th Floor ......

5th Floor ......

……

Ye Zhuang worked tirelessly, racing against time, shuttling between the bookshelves on each floor, and the books flew quickly in his hands, and then poured into his brain.

For a full six hours, Ye Zhuang finished reading all the books from the first to the sixth floor.

If this reading speed and this powerful memory reach the ears of other people, I am afraid that Ye Zhuang will be arrested as an alien creature, and then handed over to the state for dissecting and studying.

Just imagine, flipping through 500,000 books in two hours, and flipping through nearly three million books on six floors in six hours, such a terrifying efficiency, I'm afraid that Ye Zhuang can do it.

"Huh......" Ye Zhuang exhaled, wiped the sweat on his forehead, put down the last book in his hand, and said in his heart: "Finally finished reading, well, continue to go around the seventh floor, I didn't expect the amount of knowledge in the mortal world to be so vast, and it is really a sea of learning, this is not wrong at all." ”

While thinking, Ye Zhuang kept walking, came to the elevator room, and went to the seventh floor.

Ah King watched Ye Zhuang walk into the elevator from a distance, stunned.

In the past six hours, Ah King did not stop at all, closely following Ye Zhuang's pace, only to find that Ye Zhuang looked at all the books in a hurry, and then quickly put them back on the shelves.

This kind of reading method, which is more exaggerated than looking at the flowers, made Ah King look confused, and what made him even more incomprehensible was that for six hours, he kept repeating the same movements, flipping through every book on the shelf at a dizzying speed, and he could not eat or drink halfway, and even Ah King couldn't help but take the time to go to the service desk and drink water twice.

Originally, Ah King also planned to take advantage of Ye Zhuang to go to the service desk to drink water, deliberately looking for his stubble, pretending to be careless, and bumped into Ye Zhuang, causing Ye Zhuang to splash water on the book.

As a result, Ye Zhuang would have his borrowing card confiscated and face a high fine of more than ten times the original price of the book for violating the library's borrowing rules by wetting the pages.

This plan, Ah King simulated in his mind several times, and he could definitely ensure that no one would see the clues, who made Ye Zhuang have no eyesight and not give him a tip.

Ah King sneered like this, and also walked to the elevator hall and went to the seventh floor.

Ye Zhuang has already begun to flip through the books.

This layer is basically popular reading, such as "Journey to the West", "Dream of Red Mansions", and Jingu martial arts novels, as well as foreign "The Lord of the Rings", "A Song of Ice and Fire", etc., but these books are hardcover collector's editions, and the covers are all gold-plated hollow technology, which is exquisite and luxurious, and it is by no means comparable to those big road goods outside.

It may be that popular reading is more attractive, and there are many students reading books at this level.

Ye Zhuang was still the same as before, flipping through each book with great efficiency, occasionally pausing slightly because of the plot in the book, but the expression on his face did not change at all, after all, he was a person who had cultivated in the immortal realm for more than two thousand years, and he had a very delicate control over the emotions in the red world, and he would never affect his Dao heart because of the fluctuations in the outside world.

But Ye Zhuang still couldn't help but admire in his heart, the rich imagination of these writers, the magnificent and huge scenes, strange and gorgeous worlds, and terrifying and mysterious ghosts described in their books were all encountered by Ye Zhuang when he traveled through various planes of time and space in the universe.

Ye Zhuang was very moved by the real stories portrayed in the book, as well as the inner world of each protagonist, for what happened in their book, Ye Zhuang suddenly felt empathy, and couldn't help but think of his friends in the fairy world.

"The moon is gone...... Wait for me, I will definitely do everything I can to return to the immortal realm!" Ye Zhuang secretly swore in his heart.

After a while, Ye Zhuang finished reading all the books on this floor.

Feeling some interference in his mouth, Ye Zhuang stopped and licked his lips.

"Go get some water to drink. Wu said to himself, Ye Zhuang held the "Dragon Lance Chronicle" in his hand and walked to the service desk on the seventh floor.

"Grandma, are you finally thirsty?" King gritted his teeth, a sinister sneer on his face.

At the service desk, there was a long queue at this time, and it took about five or six minutes to wait for Ye Zhuang's turn.

Ye Zhuang looked at the roll-up banner standing next to the service desk, it turned out that the library not only served free tea, but also a variety of different flavors of fruit juice drinks.

I casually ordered a glass of lemon juice, took a sip, frowned slightly and muttered "a little sour", then turned around and walked to the rest area next to it.

"Hey, classmate. Ah King walked over, greeted Ye Zhuang with a smile, and waved his hand deliberately swaggeringly: "How is it, do you feel very happy to read in such a good environment?"

Ye Zhuang nodded, smiled politely, and was about to continue walking towards the rest area, but Ah King suddenly stumbled and bumped into him head-on.

Maybe it was because he had been reading the book for too long, Ye Zhuang's mind had been immersed in the vast sea of books, so he was a little sluggish in reacting, but fortunately, he still barely managed to dodge sideways.

Ah King didn't expect Ye Zhuang's reaction to be so fast, but he was also prepared, and when he staggered past Ye Zhuang, his elbow was raised, and it happened to touch Ye Zhuang's right hand.

The juice spilled instantly, and some of it spilled onto the "Dragon Lance Chronicles" sandwiched under his armpit.

"You! you actually spilled juice on the book!" Ah King made a particularly exaggerated expression, and his voice also raised dozens of decibels at the same time, "Didn't I tell you, you must be careful when reading a book!"

King's voice immediately attracted the staff on this floor.

"What's going on?" asked the staff.

Ah King hurriedly snatched the "Dragon Lance Chronicle" from Ye Zhuang's hand, pointed to the soaked place on it, and shouted at the staff: "Look, this student actually spilled juice on the book. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Ye Zhuang and said with a look of regret: "Didn't I introduce the rules of the library to you? You can't damage and stain the borrowed books, do you know that the books on this floor are all hardcover collector's editions, which are very precious?"

Ye Zhuang didn't say a word, just quietly watched Ah King open his teeth and claws there, and sneered in his heart.

Slander me?

You are a mortal, and you dare to slander me as the four great gods of the immortal realm?

The more Ye Zhuang thought about it, the more funny he felt.

The staff on the seventh floor stared at the "Dragon Lance Chronicle" that had been splashed with juice, couldn't help frowning, glanced at King again, and couldn't help but sigh.

The staff on every floor know King well, and this is not the first time he has used this method to blackmail students for money.

It's just that although they know it, they can't break it on their lips, after all, they can also get a piece of the final fine, and everyone is willing to sell their conscience for money.

So, the staff member coughed lightly, held the book up to Ye Zhuang, and asked, "You say, what should I do?"

"Do what you say. Ye Zhuang just glanced at King faintly, shrugged his shoulders, and replied very casually.

Ah King was obviously stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Ye Zhuang to compromise so quickly, he originally thought that Ye Zhuang would argue for two sentences, but he had even thought of a rebuttal.

Wait, what kind of eyes are these?

Just being glanced at casually by Ye Zhuang, Ah King suddenly shuddered for no reason, and secretly said to himself: "Cold, indifferent, and don't seem to have the slightest emotion...... How could such a look appear on a student?"