The old book crawling on the ground always felt that the indifferent gaze cut his body like a knife, which was not only extremely painful, but also terrifying.

Without hesitation, the old book truthfully told the secret in his heart.

"Lord Ryan, I have never deceived you!"

"I can confirm what happened 300 years ago, but I don't remember it, and because of this, I became a 'false god'."

"The owner of the walnut tree can bear witness for me!"

The old book pointed to the dense forest not far away.

He could feel the scent of the owner of the walnut tree.

Although they suffered heavy losses, they did not die.

There is no problem with testifying.

But the next moment, the dense forest just disappeared, leaving only one tree pit after another.

Moreover, it is obvious that the lessons of old books have been learned, and there is not a trace of smell left.

The old book was stunned for a moment, and then he pointed to the crystal clear water that meandered down to his left.

"The owner of the Dar Creek can also testify!"

Wow!

As soon as the words fell, the stream that was still flowing just now came to an abrupt end, leaving only a moist river.

"And! And the Dold Cave......"

Bang!

The old book turned around and spoke, but before he could finish speaking, he didn't even raise his hand, and a low mountain bag behind him collapsed.

The old book was completely stunned.

He didn't expect that these high-spirited gods in the past were so unreliable.

The thought of the annual sacrifices given to these guys makes the old book feel sad, but what makes him even more sad is that he seems to have no bargaining chips.

Boom!

The sound of 'gluttony' swallowing saliva rang out.

The old book shook all over his body.

And then......

The other party said bitterly.

"I know the knowledge and history of the Yote Plains for 500 years."

"I know the occult that ordinary people don't know."

"I also know a lot of secret techniques and secret methods recorded in books."

"Please, don't eat me!"

While crying, in order to confirm himself, the old book took out the books in his baggage one by one and held them high in front of Qin Ran.

Qin Ran took a general look.

As he expected, they were all proficient in mystical knowledge around the level, and the so-called secret techniques and secret methods were even lower by one level, most of them were ordinary quality, and only a few of them had reached the magic quality, and besides, looking at Qin Ran's eyes at the moment, they were still very frustrated.

Of course, even so, Qin Ran did not change his original idea: he would not let the 'gluttony' eat the other party.

After all, he was curious about the gods in this dungeon world.

He wanted to know more.

"Signed it."

A retinue contract was thrown in front of the old book.

Without any hesitation, let alone thinking, the old book picked up the contract and wrote his name: Cumberano.

Then, holding the entourage contract, the old book stood up and respectfully exchanged the contract into Qin Ran's hand again.

"Your Highness, do you need more food?"

"I'm familiar with the distribution of those guys on the Yote Plains."

"Know more about their habits and characteristics."

After Qin Ran accepted the contract, the old book immediately proposed.

It looked exactly like Luffy when he woke up after he was initially knocked unconscious.

No!

It's even more ...... Reverent!

Qin Ran looked at the firmness and loyalty on the other side's face, and it took a long time to think of this word.

It feels a bit insulting, but there is no better adjective.

"You hate them?"

Qin Ran asked lightly.

"I am now His Highness's retinue, and everything is based on His Highness."

"Those who can increase the strength of His Highness will be my priority."

The old book bowed and replied.

Hate?

Somewhat.

He received so many sacrifices, but when something happened to him, none of the guys stood up to help him, but they all ran away one by one.

With such a premise, it is false to say that you don't hate.

But!

Old books don't say it explicitly.

He knew all too well the value of an honest man and the misery of death.

He's seen so many of them!

He didn't want to die a miserable death!

He wants to live long enough to become a true god and have his own true believers and temples!

With such a dream, how could he tell the truth at will.

However, as the 'god of knowledge' led by Gold, he also knew that he could not tell lies.

The demigods in front of him are not able to be fooled with lies.

Therefore, he can only say things that are beneficial to the other party.

Moreover, serve each other sincerely.

Because that's the only way to achieve your dreams.

You must know that when the other party is a god, as the other party's entourage, it is not a difficult thing to be a god together, not to mention, he himself is a 'pseudo-god', definitely much better than other entourage, it is impossible for some birds, dogs and strange things to climb on his head at will, right?

It was just perfect!

In the bottom of my heart, the old books praise themselves.

But right away, the old books regretted it a little.

Qin Ran didn't speak, just looked at him so lightly, but this kind of indifferent look made the old book under pressure.

Sweat unconsciously overflowed from the forehead of the old book, especially the heart, as if an invisible hand had appeared, and then ravaged, as if it was about to be crushed in the next moment.

Thump!

Following his heart, the old book knelt down again.

"Your Highness, I did have selfish intentions just now."

"I hate that they took my sacrifice and didn't help me."

"And ......"

The old book completely forgot the praise he had for his perfection in his mind just now, and all that was left was how to ask Qin Ran for forgiveness.

"How were you born?"

Qin Ran spoke, interrupting the crying and pleading of the old book.

"How was I born?"

"I started out as an ordinary person living in Gold's domain, and then I stumbled through the library and found a book."

"I just read it as a normal book."

"But when I finished reading, I suddenly realized that I had become the 'god of knowledge' of Gold."

The old book didn't bother to wipe his tears, so he began to tell it.

"Books?"

"Is the breath the same as this one?"

Qin Ran's heart moved, and he casually took out the gold coin of the Fortune Lady.

Looking at the palm-sized gold coin in Qin Ran's hand, the old book's eyes widened in disbelief, but he immediately nodded again and again.

"Yes, that's the breath!"

"But much weaker!"

The old book said truthfully.

Suddenly, Qin Ran's eyes narrowed.

For a moment he thought of something more, but before he could think about it, the image in his mind made his squinting eyes flicker.

"How could it be like this......"

"Interesting."

Qin Ran muttered in a low voice.