Wait a minute......

It was only a few minutes ago when I heard the closure notice, so how did it take so long before I knew it?

Zhuo Xuan's heart was full of doubts, he pinched the black watch on his wrist, the screen lit up, and a line of Arabic numerals appeared on the screen, indicating the time at this moment.

Eleven :05.

It's already so late.

Zhuo Xuan was about to pack up his things and return to the dormitory, but he immediately realized a reality that caused him a headache.

The library was closed from 10 a.m. until 6 a.m. the next morning, when a dedicated staff member came to open the door. That door was a more advanced electronically controlled door, and if there was no key, it would be a fool's dream for ordinary people to open it by brute force.

Moreover, under the surveillance of the surveillance cameras working 24 hours a day, Zhuo Xuan's forcible activities will only fall into people's eyes and ears, and he will be punished for asking for hardships.

If you still have your bag with you, you can use one of the artifacts inside to teleport to the outside of the library. It's just that this time I was too lazy to go out, so I only brought a few high math books and exercise books with me.

The night was long.

Zhuo Xuan covered his forehead and felt an inexplicable headache. He returned to the reading table again, fiddled with his phone for a while, read the textbook by the light, did a few exercises, and suddenly felt sober.

Sure enough, I still don't like to study......

He thought, smiled wryly, and walked to a bookcase near a certain bookcase. The shelves are densely packed with books, and at the top is the biography of the person. Zhuo Xuan's gaze locked on it and slowly pulled it out.

At this moment, Zhuo Xuan didn't suddenly have the idea of reading again, but wanted to look at the pale green bookmark again.

The moment he opened the book, a trace of anticipation popped up in his heart.

In the time I was asleep, did I receive a new reply?

What kind of emotions are hidden in the lines of Juanxiu's handwriting?

Thoughts flew in the darkness, and Zhuo Xuan silently pulled out the pale green bookmark. The bookmark was like a leaf, and through the cold light refracted from the window, he rubbed it carefully, and his eyes swept away, and sure enough, a new line of words appeared.

The world is ugly.

With just four small block letters, Zhuo Xuan's expectations were pressed back into his heart. He clutched the bookmark, confused, not knowing what to reply to. He leaned back in his chair for a long time, and only then did he take advantage of the light of his mobile phone to pick up a pen in the dark and write stroke by stroke:

You are beautiful.

That's enough.

If everyone else in the world is ugly, then it would be beautiful alone.

Although Zhuo Xuan does not agree with the other party's views very much, he knows how to respect every different opinion.

What kind of person would that be?

Believing that the world is not beautiful, he put all his heart in the memories of the past......

Zhuo Xuan thought about it, and after doing all this, he felt satisfied. He turned his attention away from the book again, only to realize that the environment in the library was inexplicably cold.

The cold wind that came in from nowhere came in, wandering in the air, and also flowing into Zhuo Xuan's cuffs and trouser legs. He wrapped his army green jacket and jacket, and regretted that he wore less when he went out. But who would have thought they would be trapped in the library?

Such a stupid thing, if Zhou Xueqiu knew about it, I am afraid that he would definitely laugh at himself.

Zhuo Xuan thought so, and suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps nearby.

Like a pair of high heels clattering on the floor, the crisp sound echoed through the silent corridor, and then the tightly closed door was burst open by an invisible force, making a strange creaking sound.

Zhuo Xuan's eyes narrowed, and his face was calm.

Today, he is no longer the rookie who was nervous about even coming into contact with other Chosen ones, and he also knows how to protect himself without the help of tricks. He stared at the open door, imagining a shadow slowly approaching him, getting closer and closer......

Is it a "beast"?

But why doesn't the black watch give a hint?

Zhuo Xuan's palms oozed sticky cold sweat, his face became more and more pale, and his heart had already raised his vigilance to the highest point.

Suddenly, beside the reading table, the pen that had been quietly placed suddenly floated. It floated in the air, as if it were being pulled by an invisible force.

At the same time as the pen was grabbed, the biography on the table was also opened in an uproar.

The pages of the book seemed to be blown by the wind, rattling, and suddenly frozen on a certain page. Then, the pen slowly approached the book, moving back and forth, stroke by stroke.

This is...... Writing?

There was a sense of absurdity in Zhuo Xuan's heart, his face was dull, he hesitated for a moment, and slowly moved his steps. The scene in front of him magnified, and at the moment when he was about to see the contents of the table, the pen floating in the air suddenly fell and fell on the book with a thud.

Zhuo Xuanxin followed, and then walked over quickly. He grabbed the bookmark that was in sight, and his heart shook slightly.

Because he saw another line of Juanxiu's handwriting reply: Thank you.

The short two words seem to contain the little joy after the excitement, which makes all the consolations written by Zhuo Xuan meaningful.

He is a person who likes to be reasonable, but no matter how much truth he says, he still can't live his life well.

Zhuo Xuan suddenly felt very warm.

If such a beast exists, wouldn't it be a lucky thing?

It's just that thinking of Zhou Xueqiu's advice, he didn't dare to continue thinking about it anyway.

……

"Will there be goodness in the beast?"

"Don't be naïve. Let me tell you, I have gone through a total of twenty-three missions, large and small, and the 'beasts' I have seen are all monsters and ghosts who want to devour humans and strengthen themselves. No, it's not so much that they're ghosts, but rather that they're a new species, and they're born antithetical to humans......"

……

It's just that if you don't have a monster around, how can you contain it?

Zhuo Xuan pinched the black watch on his wrist and lit it up, and the time was displayed on the screen again.

Twelve.

Suddenly, a bell rumbled in the distance. Correspondingly, there was another sound of footsteps in the silent reading room......

Right behind you!

Zhuo Xuan subconsciously turned around, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at the black shadow that was slowly walking.

She came from the depths of the room, out of the shadows, curvy, revealing a slightly alarmed face in the reflection of the faint light outside the window.

"Y-Hello."

She was wearing a tawny jacket over her body, her complexion was pale, and her tan plaid cotton pants were probably warm. The beret on her head wrapped her hair, revealing her intellectual beauty.

That face gives people the illusion of being mixed-race, which reminds Zhuo Xuan of some mixed-race stars in the entertainment industry who can't remember their names.

Even so, appearing suddenly at this point in time and making such a rather confusing behavior made Zhuo Xuan feel very vigilant and jealous.

"......" Zhuo Xuan was silent, his eyes full of vigilance moved up and down, and then he passed over her, looked in the direction of her back, and wondered if there was something lurking in the depths.

Those associations of ancient myths made Zhuo Xuan almost insane, and he searched with his eyes in amazement to see if there was really a line connecting her body to somewhere behind her...... A beautiful physiognomy is just one way to attract prey.

"What are you looking at?" The girl asked, her face blank, and she turned her head along Zhuo Xuan's gaze.

Her defenseless appearance didn't look like a beast that chose people to devour, but Zhuo Xuan still didn't dare to take it lightly.

"No," Zhuo Xuan's heart had some strange emotions, and in the face of such a situation, he was always inexplicably sluggish.

The half-breed girl did not attack, but politely greeted and asked questions...... What kind of beast is she?

Or will the beast be educated in the latest values and thus be knowledgeable?

The complaint in his heart became more and more strange, Zhuo Xuan's eyes became a little wrong, he stared at the girl who appeared inexplicably, and said tentatively: "Are you also locked in the library?" ”

"Library...... Is this called a library? There was some sparkle in the girl's eyes, and her fingers were on her chin with a thoughtful expression.

"You're not a student at this school, are you," Zhuo Xuan tried to keep calm when he saw this, in fact, there was already a storm brewing in his head, surging.

She must be a beast......

Or maybe that pen was the way to kill her. Or is that the book...... Or, like Death Note, need to put a pen to write her name on a bookmark?

Zhuo Xuan's head was in chaos, and he didn't realize that he had entered the magic barrier.