Babel.

It is a place of wonder in the sea, where the warm currents of the east and the cold currents of the west often produce sea fog all year round, and although thousands of years have passed, it still plunges like a sharp knife into the throat of the deep sea.

In the huge library, there are countless books surrounding the dome, some shining with strange light, different shapes, but all exuding strange and charming magic, some of the books here are called demon books, some are called fantasy books, and more are called magic books.

Named Pache Li. Norregi's maiden lives in this ancient and very dim Tower of Babel, where the concept of time is very narrow, and a sage like Pache who has been focusing on books for a hundred years rarely pays attention to every minute and every second, and Pache who is a witch has infinite time, and of course he will not pay attention to these moments that will pass in the blink of an eye.

Time is so long and has infinite time that it is forgotten about time.

Of course, the current Patchouli seems to have encountered some tricky things, a mysterious book in front of her has been messed up in her hands, the cover of the book is written in the laws of this world, and the world will not be destroyed then the book will not appear any damage.

"I can't tell, what went wrong?"

Pache held the brick-thick book in the hand of the magnifying glass researcher, and her face was pale, as if she had seen something incomprehensible.

"Pache Lord, please get some sleep, if you continue like this, your weak body will not be able to stand it."

Standing next to him was wearing a black gothic skirt, with a pair of little devil wings behind him, and his eyes were red and swollen, and the little devil said with an aggrieved face.

"The things recorded in this book are very important, and the rules in it are confused, and I won't sleep anyway if I don't finish this book."

Holding a magnifying glass, observing word by word, Patchouli has not slept for a few days, although for non-human monsters, the strong physical fitness can make monsters not sleep for a month, but as a witch, Patchouli can't, because of the perennial exposure to mercury and other highly toxic substances in magic experiments, resulting in poor health.

"But, but, in that case," the little devil tried to say something, but was glared at by Patchouli, and then obediently shut up.

"I don't need to say anything more, I know my body, but the book in front of me is explained by Yakumo Zi, and there can't be any mistakes, and this is the only book in this other world that records the truth, this is the supreme truth."

Pache looked a little excited, which was very different from her usual detached personality, and it was one of the reasons why the little devil was very worried.

The constant change of the words on the thick book in her hand is not the result of Patchouli's magical modifications, but the book itself is constantly changing the words on it.

The book is constantly vibrating, it is alive, as if it is parasitic on a living being.

Of course, only a few youkai know that this book is indeed alive.

This is the situation that let Pachouli know that this matter is not simple, and when she was secretly frightened, a gap appeared behind her, and the gap between the darkness revealed infinite vicissitudes.

There was such a noise.

"Is something finally wrong?" That's what Yakumo said.

"Hmm." Pache began to forcibly suppress the book, and the magic was cast on it to disrupt the book's chaotic text.

"It's not time yet."

Yakumo sighed.

"But there's no way around it." That's what I said.

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Patchouli carefully recorded the changes in the text on the book, and finally sighed, and the whole person relaxed.

"I don't have any problems with memory." After thinking for a while, Yakumo asked.

"No problem, it can probably last for half a year."

"After half a year, I will revise it in all aspects, and I will last as long as I can, and I will know how to copy all the rules of this world." After saying that, Yakumo Zi pulled away and disappeared.

After seeing Yakumo disappear, Patchouli also closed her eyes and landed on the rocking chair, and the little devil ran up and picked up the sheet from the side and covered Patchouli.

"Here we go again."

Opening her eyes again, Patchouli looked at the door.

Voices that don't match the quiet library reappear.

"What's going on?" Kazami Yuka walked on the red carpet, her scarlet eyes examining Pache and her gaze turned to see the mysterious book that was as thick as a brick in pitch black.

"Sure enough, I felt it."

Pachouli rubbed her temples, her slightly flimpy fingers were already a little detached, and she slammed them against her temples so that her eyes could see clearly the girl in the red plaid skirt opposite.

"I can feel the mutation of the catalyst, but you say that, all youkai can feel the mutation in their bodies."

Always sharp words,Kazami Yuka suddenly figured out another layer of meaningful dialogue about the other party's content.。

"Yes, it's true that there's something wrong with the book." Patchouli said with some distress.

"Is it a big problem?"

"It's not big, but it will still have some impact, and after three days and two nights of investigation, I still can't figure out what kind of changes will be caused."

"That is, it can't be reversed, but it's not a big problem?" With a slightly questioning tone, Kazami Yuka closed her eyes and fell into deep thought.

"That's right, but there are definitely changes inside that we can't interfere with, and all we have to do is wait until we know the way to crack it, and then we can try to save it."

After listening to Pachuali's words, Kazemi Yuka walked out of the Tower of Babel, the air here was very bad, so she didn't want to stay longer, although she heard this news that was not good news, but there was a very relieved feeling in her heart, as if such a change would lead to a good future.

I hope so.

Kazami Yuka walked down the steps, and the red and black stone wall behind her made a sound of bricks merging, and the entrance closed again.

"I don't know what kind of change it is."

"Life can't be suppressed, one day, even the bamboo shoots that are suppressed under the ground can grow to twenty or thirty meters, I hated this kind of thing a long time ago."

Seeing the seductive arc of the corner of Yuxiang's mouth, the wind raised his foot and walked into the sunflower, and the happy mood made Lumia and Qiluno in the flower bush startled.

"I hope you won't let me down, Shen Ji."

Inside the Tower of Babel, Pache found herself insomnia again, looked up and saw the mysterious books floating in the dome, and under the persuasion of the little devil, she flew into the sky to continue studying the information on them, hoping to understand what had changed. (To be continued.) )