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"Your room is on the left side of the hall on the first floor, it's spacious, and the daily meals are brought to you by a dedicated person. I can guarantee that you can eat whatever you want...... Whether it's a state banquet dish or a foreign dish, you can order whatever you want to eat, and someone will naturally bring it to you. Looking at Spencer's expression, the old librarian said arrogantly: "Don't doubt why a little librarian can enjoy this, you must clearly know who we are managing the library for!" ”

"Understood, Mr. Curator!"

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"This is the geographical area, I don't need to go into detail for you, it covers the whole world! Moreover, the content marked in it is all military-grade ......"

"It's a natural area......

"This is the ...... of the plant area"

"This is the ...... of the mineral area"

"Animal ......"

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"This is the alchemy area and the occult area!"

Spencer asked, puzzled, "This knowledge ...... Just put it here? ”

The old curator smiled: "The Wizard King is not stingy, this knowledge is open to all the people, but so far no one has been able to enter and leave this industrial park freely!" ”

He pointed to the vast area: "Although the library has only two floors, you can freely browse the books and knowledge here. Don't worry, no one will bother you, just one thing, a room on the second floor of the library is where the wizard king rests. You can also go in, just be careful not to get dirty there. ”

"Please rest assured, Mr. Curator!"

The old curator patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Now I'm not the curator, you are!" Do your best, lad. Although this position is not glamorous, I dare say that the monthly salary is enough for you to buy a villa on the most prosperous Wizard Street in the capital! The value of that lot, I don't need to tell you! ”

"Yes, I know exactly what it's worth there!"

"Alright, now it's time for you to get down to business, and I'm going to go...... In the next few days, I want to travel around the country! ”

"I wish you good health, Mr. Curator!"

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"Is it that there are no monitoring facilities installed here, is it absolute confidence in this place?" Spencer looked at his surroundings, and cautiously and cryptically used what he had learned to carefully investigate the place until he got a definite answer.

"Let's take a closer look at this place first."

Visitors to this vast library, the library itself is not large, but it occupies a lot of gardens, planted plants, and small animals.

The library itself is not big, but the inside, it is quite terrifying.

The area is quite vast, and the area on the first floor alone is divided into hundreds, and the area on the second floor is small, but there are dozens of areas. One can imagine how many books there are.

After a day of visiting, I didn't get to know the place completely and thoroughly, and I was watching the sky gradually darken. Spencer stroked his stomach and turned to his private room.

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As soon as he walked into the room, Spencer found that his dinner had already been placed there, and when he opened it, he saw that the meal was very rich. There is meat, there are vegetables, there are fruits, there are soups......

Meimei began to enjoy it, and secretly sighed.

"If you don't want to find that thing for the priest, you can work here for the rest of your life."

Thinking about his thousand-year-old efforts and wishes, Spencer put away the mixed emotions that rose in his heart, as a spy who had been lurking for nearly twenty years, Spencer had not been activated, and it was not until not long ago that he was asked to work in the library in the western suburbs of the industrial area to find a special scripture.

"The Black Book of the Dead?"

Spencer muttered the name of the book: "A magic book about the undead? I don't know what the use of the organization wants this book, but it will choose to start me! ”

Spencer felt a little incredulous that he was a pure Tuthelm native, though the name was somewhat Westernized. However, his appearance is clearly Tuthem, except that his mother is a foreign woman, and he also knows that his mother is an organization-cultivated spy like him. Marry a native Tuthelm man, then give birth to children, and wait until he is a little older to become a spy.

In various working capacities, infiltrate the country and carry out special missions.

It is only possible to infiltrate the country in this capacity, otherwise, it will be difficult to enter the country's leadership without the blood of the natives. At the time of entering the library, Spencer was an official of the national government. Although the official rank is not high, it is not small. Coupled with the funds provided by the mysterious organization, it was possible to work in this high-tech industrial zone.

"I just don't know where the others have entered."

With this in mind, Spencer fell asleep.

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At eight o'clock the next morning, Spencer got up to wash, ate a simple but hearty breakfast, and went to work at nine o'clock. He began to check the books in various areas, and by the way, he vaguely searched for the Black Book of the Dead.

It's just that the library is too big and it's not easy to find, and as a high-level spy, his professionalism is extremely high. I don't deliberately look blindly, but let myself work carefully like a normal worker, and then wait for the opportunity to find.

"It's so big here, it's small on the outside, but it's wide on the inside!" Spencer looked at the internal environment and said secretly, "Could it be that the power of magic is applied here?" ”

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Spencer worked hard for months, sorting out books from each area every day. Put them away while you take inventory of the books.

The library is open once every three to five days, so he has plenty of time to take inventory.

Every day, there are not many people coming and going in the library, and the borrowed books are registered with him. Set a date for the return, and if he fails to return it within the time limit, he must inform the security department and go to the borrower to ask for it.

So, he's just a librarian.

But his power is greater than that of the mayor.

This is because the owner of the library he manages has a very special identity. This is also destined that even if he is only a curator, he can drive the government thug department at will to help him work.

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"Here, it's so fascinating!"

He has two days of rest per week, which is equivalent to a week's rest when he counts three to five days of counting. The library is open to the public, which is equivalent to once every two weeks, and the salary and benefits are very high.

This is equivalent to raising an idler for nothing, and the salary paid is very high.

If you say it, it can make countless people envious.

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Spencer is currently resting in the entertainment area of the industrial park, which is not only home to cafes, entertainment venues, shopping, etc., but also a high-end brothel!

The country as a whole does not prohibit such services, but women in the country are not allowed to do so. So, all these prostitutes are foreign women, Europe, Asia, America and other places, but there are no blacks.

As we entered the new century, society has also changed.

But the arrogance of the Tuthem people makes them despise the black people who were once slaves. In particular, blacks have played the role of slaves throughout the country's history.

It is the race that they exploit and oppress, and because of this historical legacy, the whole country does not have the slightest favor for blacks. No blacks will be allowed in, no intermarriage with them, and so on.

In fact, there are also very few men (women) in this country who choose to intermarry with foreign women (men).

The whole country gives the outside world a very strong sense of contradiction.

Conservative and open-minded, maintaining ancient traditions while actively engaging with the outside world. At the same time, it is necessary to prevent some bad ideas from entering the country and polluting the traditional thinking of the people.

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"Is the intelligence really right?"

Months passed, and Spencer still hadn't learned the slightest, which made him wonder if the intelligence was correct. However, in fact, even this mysterious organization is not sure of this, but thinks that the greatest possibility is in this library. It's purely a blind cat's plan to meet a dead mouse, and if you can find the best, you can't lose anything if you can't find it.

Spencer didn't think about it either, and the intelligence question, although he doubted it, could not confirm it. As a spy, his job is to stay hidden, do his job, and not think about anything else.

And not only to paralyze the enemy, but also to paralyze yourself.

And his identity as a spy is not learning relevant combat skills, but intelligent spy. Rely on your own mind, steal the information you want, and then pass it on.

Therefore, Spencer did not have the slightest combat skills at all, and there was no trace of martial arts training on his body. It's just an ordinary person, at most a little bit of body and muscles, but it's nothing. Fitness and exercise are available in every country, and having muscle mass does not mean anything, so it is completely safe to do it boldly. In other performances, Spencer is also the same as a normal person, he should play whatever he wants, and if he wants to play with guns, he goes to a special shooting club to play, and everything is the same as a normal person.

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"I've searched here many times, but I haven't found it, is it ......" Looking at the lounge of the wizard king who is worshipped by this country: "There is also a hidden trap?" ”

Spencer searched many times, rummaging through the entire common room, but he couldn't find the existence of the mechanism.

Either this room is an ordinary resting place and does not have any secret rooms, or the mechanism in this room is extremely hidden and I haven't found it.

Spencer's instincts told him there was a secret.

He pretended to be unconscious, knocking and knocking, searching repeatedly.

"There must be something I overlooked!"

Reception rooms, rest rooms, beds, carpets, floors, toilets, staircases, gates, coffee tables, murals, domes...... As far as he could think of, he thought of almost all of them.

However, no clues were found, and no clues were found.

"There must be, there must be!"

The intuition of the heart, so told him.

Spencer also trusted his instincts, and he was smart and sensually sensitive from an early age...... Relying on his own unique senses and intuition, he has accomplished many things.

"Where are you, where are you......"

Suddenly, Spencer felt his temples swell, his eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and his vision was blurry, which made him very uncomfortable...

"What's going on, eyes ......"

He rubbed his eyes, and then a misty white light shone from his eyes, and then ......

"Wonderful feeling!"

He felt that he was seeing something different, as if he could penetrate walls, floors, and everything......

"Something magical!"

He looked at the floor beneath his feet, penetrating the first floor from the second floor.

The scene on the first floor was clearly seen by his eyes, and he saw a strange force that expanded the entire interior of the building greatly. Moreover, this force is strong and stable......

"It's this special force that holds up this inner space?"

Spencer found it amusing, it was his first encounter with this kind of occult stuff, and everything was fascinating to him.

Then, he looked at the small lounge.

"Sure enough!"

Spencer looked at the desk in front of him with a smile, and in the bottom corner of the desk, there was a seamless 'little thing' No matter how you look at it, it is just a bulge in the corner, but in Spencer's eyes, it is not like this.

That means it's the switch of the trap's dark grid.

He stepped forward and flipped the switch!

Click!

The obvious sound of the mechanism opening, followed by a hidden compartment opening on the mural on the wall, on which a beautifully crafted wooden box was placed.

Ah~ah~ah~

The moment Spencer opened the wooden box, he seemed to hear one voice after another, the murmur of the undead...... A white layer of linen was lifted, revealing the concealed scriptures. A black scripture book with patterns carved into it that he couldn't read.

"Ancient Egyptian Writing!"

He looked at the black book excitedly and stroked the scripture: "The Black Book of the Undead!" ”

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