You can take your time to get up to work," said the archmage across the table, "and we'll go to the library later and show you how to organize the books inside." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo“

Huang Huang put down the purple potato porridge and bread in his hand and nodded.

"Very well," the archmage wiped his beard with a napkin, "let's see how good you are at librarianship." Bert will show you the way. ”

The library occupies two full floors, specifically located one-third of the height of the tower. The staircase in this section is exposed, wrapping around the tower's façade in order to free up a large space of two full floors. The location of the second floor has a ring of cast iron platforms. The narrow windows in the room were covered with barbed wire, and the slender wire gave Huang Huang a sharpness that would cut his fingers to the touch, and it seemed that the archmage was not very willing to share his books. On the ground floor, there were a few large oak tables, lined with crystal balls, covered with a thick layer of dust, glowing blue-gray, and the books lying on the ground, the pages scattered like fallen leaves, if it weren't for all the iron windows intact, Huang Huang would really think that someone had attacked this place. Fortunately for Huang Huang, some of the books are still on the shelves, although they may only be on the shelves. Now Huang Huang finally understood what the archmage meant by being able to get started slowly.

Huang Huang sighed deeply, and when Bert saw Huang Huang's expression, he immediately said, "If you need it, I can help you pack your luggage home within an hour."

Huang Huang broke into the pile of books and picked up a page casually, which talked about the formation principle of the fireball spell, "No need, it's just different from what I expected, I should be able to handle it" Huang Huang said helplessly

"There have been quite a few people who have said that before," said Bert, and then disappeared

Huang Huang walked in this "ruin" with great care, and after looking carefully, he found that this "ruin" of the library seemed to have participated in a big war, some book covers were left, and some books were even missing the book covers.

Huang Huang cleaned one end of a desk, pulled out a chair that was a little unstable and sat on it, but found that the chair was shaking and couldn't sit at all, he stood up and checked and found that the chair had a cushion under one leg, Huang Huang pulled out the book and put it on the table, and then sat down again, Huang Huang carefully identified the book on the table, the all-metal cover, it felt a little cool, the cover looked decorated and gorgeous, surrounded by silver edges, Huang Huang immediately saw the extraordinaryness of this book," It won't be a high-level spell book, right" Huang Huang opened the book in his hand curiously, and immediately felt that something was moving in it, like a metal buckle peeling off from something, the book began to vibrate slightly, and began to buzz, the demon king suddenly shouted out a sentence "Close it quickly", Huang Huang quickly closed the book, only to see that the book seemed to be a sullen fart, and it quieted down after making a porphyry sound, there was no vibration and buzzing sound, and the internal mechanism should be closed, Huang Huang carefully put the book back on the table, then let out a relaxed breath, and after calming his little heart a little, he noticed that there were still some burnt marks on the ground on his chair, although someone had wiped it, but it could still be distinguished, Huang Huang began to understand that tidying up the library was far more dangerous than he imagined, and a little carelessness might become a part of the dust in the library.

Huang Huang stabilized his mind for a moment, and then took out some of the tools issued to him to organize the library, a pen, a bottle of black ink, a small paper cutter, and a bottle of glue. Huang Huang looked at the thick book with a metal cover, and didn't know how to start for a while, so he asked like a demon king, "Which books are safer?" The Demon King was reluctant to take care of him, but he couldn't ignore Huang Huang's safety, and soon the two cooperated, Huang Huang took the books from all corners one by one, and then the Demon King would help him analyze which ones were dangerous, and which ones he could open with confidence, and even the Book Demon King with a spell seal would help him absorb the seal.

"You look familiar," the Archmage said to Huang Huang from the table the next morning

"Huang Huang, the student who just came here yesterday, the Archmage," Huang Huang responded

"Oh yes, I just came yesterday" Archmage's expression of liberation from the entanglement "Of course, sorry, my memory is a little vague, the past, the present, the future, I can't remember what state I'm in now, I'm still used to it, kid"

"It's okay, but the state of the library is beyond my expectations," Huang said

"Oh, I almost forgot about the library, how are things going in the library?" The archmage seemed to be finally sober, which made Huang Huang cry and laugh a little, so he could only reply stubbornly, "Smooth, quite smooth, I am currently going to divide the books into categories first, and then open them to carefully discern them."

"Aha, yes, by subject or by author?" The Archmage asked

Those who want human lives and those who don't want human lives, Huang Huang thought in his heart, but when he came to his mouth, he said, "I think it's according to the subject." A lot of books don't seem to have an author."

"Hmm" the archmage looked satisfied, "The name represents a person's glory and reputation, and a book that doesn't even have a signature is definitely not of much value, it's good, keep going"

Huang Huang's head suddenly grew when he heard the word persistence, this is not insisting on working, but insisting on living. Huang Huang thought about it, and then responded to the archmage with a wry smile.

The two of them then chatted for a while on other topics before ending breakfast, and Huang Huang returned to the frightened library to continue his work. The progress of the sorting work was as slow as a snail's crawl, but to Huang Huang's good fortune, the archmage didn't seem to care about the work itself, and he seemed to be very pleased to see Huang Huang intact every morning, and then gossip on some topics that Huang Huang didn't understand. Huang Huang could only follow the archmage's words nonsensically, and replied with words like "um, ah" as if he understood it.

After about two weeks like this, the Archmage suddenly never appeared again, and in those two weeks, the Archmage had not set foot in the library.

For the disappearance of the archmage, Bert explained it this way: "gone"

When Huang Huang heard such a short answer, he couldn't help but continue to ask, "Where did you go?" ”

Bert shrugged his thin shoulders and replied nonchalantly, "He's not someone anyone can tell."

"So what research is he doing?" Huang Huang continued to ask

"No one can tell"

"When will he be back?"

"No one can tell"

"He's so relieved to leave me alone in this library?" Huang Huangjia asked, "Don't you be afraid that I will give him those precious collections... ”

"I can watch you from the sidelines," said Bert, "if you need it."

Huang Huang smiled helplessly and shook his head, and began to continue his tidying up.