Guo Dalu's snoring is endless, sometimes like a storm crashing on the shore, sometimes like raindrops and lotus ponds, and the rhythm is like the four solar terms changing endlessly.

Zhu Biao tossed and turned on the ground next to the bed, pulled the blanket over his head, and covered his head with a pillow, no matter how he tried to prevent the magic from piercing his ears.

I can't live this day! Zhu Xiaodi sat up with a pillow in his arms, and glared at Guo Dalu on the bed sadly, knowing that his snoring was so harmful, and he didn't want to share a room with him if he died.

It was a little cold at night, Zhu Biao touched his bald head, pulled a hat and put it on, and stood up with a pillow, he remembered that there was a room next door, guessing that it was a storage room or something, and if the conditions were not too bad, it would be possible to spend the night.

Tiptoeing out of the room, gently pulling the door, Zhu Biao walked to the door next door on tiptoe with a pair of bare feet.

The two doors are all carved and carved refined wooden doors, and the radio said that cutting down natural trees is a third-degree crime, and the maximum sentence is death, so the wooden products circulating on the market in Daming are all synthetic products of the real yàn room, Zhu Biao also heard that scientists have invented the seeds that can grow furniture, and they can freely customize whatever they want.

He reached out and touched it, it was cold, he didn't feel any difference from natural wood, his hand strained slightly, there was a soft "click", and the door slowly opened inward.

Like the next room, this room was filled with soft light from an unknown place, and Zhu Biao looked fixedly, but it was not the storage room he expected.

This is a study.

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As early as the 21st century of the Earth Era, the carrier of information has been transformed from paper to e-readers, and more centuries have passed, people have long been accustomed to knowledge sharing in the virtual world, but paper books have not been lost in the torrent of history as previously thought, but have been preserved in another capacity.

Paper books are an absolute luxury in Daming.

Just like antiques, mechanical watches, and limited-edition sports cars from the Earth era, paper books have a similar status in today's Ming Dynasty, where middle-class families boast of their book collections, and the super-wealthy upper class, regardless of whether they love to read or not, will always build a library as a status symbol.

What Zhu Biao saw was a pocket-sized library, and "pocket-sized" refers to the size of the room, and the amount of books collected is already comparable to that of most vassal and elegant wealthy families.

There was a sheep intestine path left in the middle of the two rows of bookshelves, and Zhu Biao walked in in a twist and turn, still holding a pillow in his arms, and raised his head to browse the books with his back outward.

"On the Origin of Magic", "Elemental Physics", "Gossip on the History of Magic", "The Advantages and Disadvantages of Humans and Elves in Learning Magic", ......

Almost every book has a magical title to it, and this is not only a precious library, but a rare one-category library!

Of course, Zhu Biao wouldn't understand how valuable the qiē he saw in front of him was, and he wouldn't know that every paper book here could be sold for a sky-high price when it was on the market, enough to buy ten more mushroom houses in the first district of the capital, where every inch of land was valuable! He just muttered in a low voice: "Yes, some books don't even seem to be in the Ming National Library, so they shouldn't be big road goods to deceive children." ”

He had learned a magic fireball technique so far, but his proficiency was quite high, and he had a lot of tricks, so he thought that he had entered the door of magic and could be qualified to give some insider's opinions.

For example, he said that the magic textbook was a scam, and the Ming government did not encourage humans to learn magic, and hoped that humans would understand magic, so on the surface, the textbook was issued, but it was mixed with wrong ideas and learning methods, which made it more difficult for humans to learn magic.

Usually there would be an audience next to him when he expressed similar opinions, Guo Dalu only knew that he had learned magic, and he didn't know the details, so he believed all his words and showed an unaware expression. And the other person, Bai Changqi never refutes him, sometimes he bragged to the sky, Bai Changqi just smiled slightly, turned around and walked away, leaving him alone to feel what it means to be boring to be self-deprecating.

But now that Guo Dalu and Bai Changqi are not around, there is no audience, and Zhu Biao's words will float in the study empty, bumping into each other, scattered and fragmented.

He reached out and took down the book "The Advantages and Disadvantages of Humans and Elves in Learning Magic", looked at it casually, felt that the light was too poor, pinched the book and continued to walk, and finally found a long case through the last few shelves.

It was a two-meter-long, light-wood-colored bookcase with a lamp on the desk, and he turned the switch to let out the warm yellow light suitable for reading.

The lamppost was shining on a paper book, and next to it were bookmarks, pens, pencils, erasers, and correction fluids, which were evenly spaced from each other, neatly arranged in order of length.

This person must have obsessive-compulsive disorder, Zhu Biao thought, didn't touch his notebook, but sat in the chair behind the long case, moved his buttocks, stretched his legs, and put on the most comfortable position.

Flipping through the book, he quickly read it.

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As Zhu Biao expected, the book "The Advantages and Disadvantages of Humans and Elves in Learning Magic" answers some of his questions in recent days.

The book says that the elves are born with a talent for magic, and each of them can easily sense the five elements in the air, which passes the first level of learning magic, and most humans are stuck out of it for the rest of their lives.

But this is also the disadvantage of elves learning magic, they rely on their instincts to communicate with elemental energy instead of harnessing them, which is not wrong in the initial stage, but it is not conducive to them learning advanced magic. Moreover, the talent of the elves will also make them generally lack theoretical knowledge, the foundation is not solid, and the mind cannot be synchronized with the talent, which is an obstacle to becoming a high-level magician.

On the other hand, human beings are difficult to get started, it is not easy to advance, and there may not be a genius in 100,000 people who is suitable for learning magic, but once they find such a genius, their final achievements will far surpass those of elves.

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No wonder, Zhu Biao thought, Bai Changqi didn't teach him the theoretical knowledge of magic, because he didn't know it himself; He didn't teach him other elementary magic other than the fireball technique, maybe he felt that those were too simple, and there was no need to teach them at all, as long as Zhu Biao had the heart, he could learn it at once like learning the fireball technique.

He also thought that elves and humans have their own advantages and disadvantages in learning magic, so what about elven hybrids like him? Is it inheriting the advantages of both sides? Or is it a disadvantage?

At present, it seems that his elven bloodline brings him all the advantages and disadvantages, and he will wait until he has the opportunity to learn advanced magic.

Zhu Biao stretched, closed the book, walked back to the bookshelf with a pillow in one hand and the book in the other, and put the book back in its place on tiptoe.

He didn't turn off the lamp, and when he was alone, the light always got brighter and better, and he was very courageous, so he didn't panic when he heard the door ring, but looked curiously.

Someone walked in through the doorway, and his figure could be seen passing through the gap between the bookshelves, with long black hair, a white dress, and skin as white as the skirt...... Zhu Biao once again thanked the light for being so bright that he still had the courage to walk to the bookcase.

The man who came stood with his back to him beside the bookcase, his long hair tied into a bun, and a white troll, made of silk that shone like water in the light.

It's a girl, Zhu Biao thought, looking at this retro dress style, it must be a sister of the Xu family.

He was just about to say hello, when the girl turned around, and there was a clear and handsome face in the light, with a pointed chin, a calm and indifferent expression, and her eyes seemed to wander from a great distance, and she was emotionlessly focused on his face.

Still a pretty girl! For the first time in his life, Zhu Biao stayed in the same room with a beautiful girl in the dead of night, and when she was so close, her breath seemed to be able to touch his face lightly and shallowly - the girl was shorter than him!

Bang knock! Zhu Biao heard his heartbeat beat faster, his throat was dry, and his cheeks were hot, could this be the feeling of first love in the legend?

Through the young Zhu Biao, whose real age is seventeen years old, and now he is sixteen years old, spanning dozens of centuries and most of the universe, he was finally hooded by the holy light of his first love in the gap between time and space.

"You, hello," he involuntarily learned Guo Dalu, "I, I am ......"

The girl raised her hand and ripped off her wig.

Zhu Biao: "......"

The girl tore open the front placket of Trolla, revealing her flat chest.

The girl took off the trolling, wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs, and the front door of the pants was still open.

The girl picked up the notebook on the bookcase with a blank face, accidentally touched the pen crookedly, straightened the pen, and patiently moved the pencil to keep the distance between it and the pen the same.

A girl with obsessive-compulsive disorder, no, the man walked away half-naked with only a pair of underwear, from beginning to end, it was like he was the only one in the room, and the corners of his eyes were not slanted to Zhu Biao, as if he didn't exist at all.