Zhai Niangniang was half lying on the sofa, the screen was shining on her face, which was the only light source in this dim space, but she didn't even move her eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Eighteen Niang, are you dead?" A figure suddenly appeared in the air.

Strictly speaking, this is a library, with black shelves and dense books, but most of the books are placed as fillers.

The known super-hybrid universe has a total of 26 layers, numbered with the letters A to Z, and no one knows why? Whether there was a hybrid universe in modern English or a hybrid universe first, or when this hybrid universe was integrated, all this was predicted.

The laws of each number of the hybrid universe are different, some are magic, some are cultivation, some are large and small planes, some are planets with different gravitational materials, some are numbered by humans, and some are numbered by other things that are not human.

Except for the mysterious A layer, where no one knows what the situation is, and the Z layer, which is the pillar. Each 8 numbers are divided into a group, which is simply divided into upper, middle and lower realms, and the lower realms belong to the human world from the R to Y levels, of which 99% of the intelligent beings are humans and human subspecies.

On the 24th floor, there is a library that records everything that happens in the finite universe of the hybrid every second, and has everything anyone wants to know.

Anything that has wisdom, whether it is life or not, whether it has a soul or not, cannot enter here. Originally, anything that could move and something that couldn't move could not enter, and no one knew if a fly would become a sperm in an adventure, and from then on cultivate a human body and counterattack the natural enemies of the past.

But there are still lucky people who can get here, although it is a scum who does not learn and does not seek progress, let her read books and she can kill people, and she is even more depraved than scum.

There are mobile phones scattered around the sofa, and the screen is still on:

Li Xiaoran: The target is dead.

Li Xiaobai: The target is dead.

Poseidon: The target is dead.

Carthus: The target is dead.

Ade: The target is dead.

Ye Xixi: The target is dead.

……

Each screen is a photograph, a black and white photograph with a red stamp.

"What is this?"

"You're back, don't play with sapient creatures anymore." Zhai Niang's eyes moved left and right, she waved her hand, and the scattered mobile phones and screens disappeared.

Duke Wangtian, his skin today is - a charming beast-eared girl.

"It's my temporary extra money." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "Now that there is Bing Qingcheng at home, it is inconvenient to do this in front of her, although she has gone out to play, but it is more convenient to do this in this library." ”

"Extra money?" The round triangular ears of the beast-eared girl twitched happily, "What is it?" Tell me if it's okay. ”

"Do you have two more pairs of ears, and your brain is getting windy?" The eighteenth lady of the house sat up violently, pressed the beast ear girl in her arms, and pinched her ears.

"You know that the extra money I receive is confidential and unsightly. You want to know so much, you just look at the books on the shelves. The eighteenth lady of the house ravaged both ears, and then turned to the wagging tail.

"Oh, can you be gentle, don't be so rough." Duke Wangtian writhed desperately.

Then the cat's tail was pulled off, and it blew up in the hand of the eighteenth lady of the house and fell to the ground. The eighteenth lady of the house ripped off her hair and removed the cat's ear headdress from her head.

"A disguise that connects nerves and can sway from side to side with your mood." Zhai Eighteen Niang looked at the things in her hand, and then kicked Duke Wangtian down, "Get out!" ”

"Don't you love me without cat ears?" Duke Wangtian's current skin is that of a somewhat cold and arrogant glamorous Catwoman, with her purple hair draped over her shoulders, her ears and tail have lost their cuteness, and her pride has been shattered, looking pitiful.

"I don't love you in the first place, okay?" Zhai Eighteen Niang sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

There are still bookshelves on the ceiling, densely packed with books, but the text on the spine is a little illegible.

This peculiar space is presumably a six-sided cuboid, with bookshelves arranged on six sides, forming walls, ceilings, and steps, and is divided into layers to form a labyrinth-like space.

The current librarian here is Duke Wangtian, and his job is to walk anywhere, find qualified protagonists of stories, guide more uncertainties, and record interesting stories.

But he can't see the recorded story, he can only peek in the process of recording. For the Labyrinth Library, Duke Wangtian is just a tool to increase the collection of books.

The second person who could enter was Otakuba, but she had never penetrated into the labyrinth of bookshelves, but only moved in a small area of the entrance on the floor without books.

"I remember the first time we met, your man." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "It's a little disgusting." ”

"That's my skin." Duke Wangtian said, "I have no gender or appearance, my skin is male, I am male, my skin is female, I am female." ”

"But the first time I saw you, you were a man, and I thought you were a man."

"I'm going to pick up the ice orange." Zhai Eighteen Niang got up from the sofa.

There is a small door between the bookshelves, which is the entrance and exit of the X floor, and there is a circle of colors on the doorknob, which leads to different exits, which can be determined by turning the pointer on the doorknob.

Otaku Eighteen Niang chose white, which records the last time the entrance and exit were used.

Pushing the door out, Zhai Eighteen Niang appeared in a small bookstore.

The bookstore is small, dimly lit and shabby, with its doors closed and it doesn't seem like there will be any customers coming to your door, even if it's a bustling street outside.

Zhai Eighteen Niang pushed open the door of the bookstore, which was mixed with wood and glass, and the copper bell on the door made a crisp sound.

Across the street, there was a movie theater where the movie had just ended, and Bing Qingcheng walked out with the flow of people.

Bing Qingcheng, according to the usual age calculation, is thirteen years old, and in most planes it is the age of going to school and studying. But her experience and height are bigger and older than the other children.

Bing Qingcheng was wearing a white robe, her figure was tall, and she could see some soft curves, she yawned, as if the movie just now was not good, and released her pet dog Da Hei from the pet space. This dog has also grown up, the snow-white coat is soft and shiny, and as soon as it is released, it pounces on Bing Qingcheng, and Bing Qingcheng can only hold it and go.

Then Bing Qingcheng saw the eighteen-year-old Eighteen-Niang standing across the road, and she hurriedly waved to the eighteen-year-old Eighteen-Niang, the smile on her face was like the eternal sunshine of the city of daylight. (To be continued.) )