Chapter 37: Growth

In order to read the library collection of the library one by one, Shu Xingbei simply stopped returning to Room 303 of the reception building. He carried the cotton to the library and put it directly on the long table, and simply stayed in the library at night.

As for the problem of eating, Shu Xingbei found Gu Pan.

"Sister Gu, can I advance some merit points?" Shu Xingbei asked.

"Advance?" Gu Pan was stunned for a moment, "It's not that it can't be." You have to tell me how you paid it back? ”

Advance credit points are not common in organizations, but they are not uncommon.

"I have a tank of oxygen, and I'll send it in a few days," Shu Xingbei replied.

Gu Pan nodded, "Then it's no problem." If it's a long tank with a height of two meters, it's worth 50 points, so I'll give you 25 first. ”

"Thank you, Sister Gu," Shu Xingbei said gratefully.

He only gave it a try, and as for the gas tanks, he did have them, and there were 5 tanks, but they were all on the hanging island. If you want to go to the hanging island, Shu Xingbei wants to wait for a while.

The company wants to take action against him, and it is estimated that it has now been put into action. After the limelight, it is not too late for him to go to the hanging island.

One credit point can be eaten in the cafeteria for a week. For the time being, Shu Xingbei doesn't have to worry about eating.

Day by day. Shu Xingbei is still wandering in the sea of books, hungry for knowledge. What the continent looked like before it was submerged by the sea, what the people living in other parts of the continent looked like, and the language they used, all of them were remembered by Shu Xingbei in his heart.

His ability has been initially activated, although Shu Xingbei can't say exactly what kind of ability it is, but he knows that the kind of copying ability he has is definitely not a simple imitation as Sha Lian said.

At least that's how it is when you're reading.

Not only is he a fast reader, but he also remembers a lot. After putting down the book, page by page could be perfectly displayed in his mind.

Shu Xingbei is not in a hurry, but others are in a hurry.

Zhou Chuanting contacted Cao Zhengxiong in the library department.

"Lao Cao, what has Shu Xingbei been doing lately?"

Cao Zhengxiong replied: "Read the book." He's in the book department, what can he do without reading? ”

Zhou Chuanting frowned, "Are you going to let him watch it like this?" Finish the book? ”

"After grinding his temperament, I plan to train him formally," Cao Zhengxiong certainly knew what Zhou Chuanting meant. Newcomers have to polish and improve their strength.

However, in Cao Zhengxiong's view, there is nothing wrong with reading, and increasing knowledge is also a way to improve strength.

"You just have to know what to do. Recently, the route has not been very smooth, do you think you want to run it yourself? Also, if you're ready to train, start as soon as possible. The newcomers came in, without merit, and they didn't even have to eat," Zhou Chuanting said.

Cao Zhengxiong sighed, "I forgot about this stubble." Okay, tomorrow arrangement. ”

Shu Xingbei didn't know that the leaders of the organization had arrangements for him, and he was still reading the book in a race against time.

Shu Xingbei knows very well in his heart that it is not easy to have such an opportunity to study, let alone reading in this last world, even finding a book is more difficult than climbing to the sky.

Except for food and drink, no one cares about reading anymore. In other words, there is nothing in the world like eating and drinking.

When the existential crisis hangs in everyone's heart, reading is naturally extravagant. That's for people with money and leisure.

On this day, Shu Xingbei saw a book that spoke language. The so-called book is naturally also a notebook. The notes describe the formation of languages, the syllables of each language, and the commonalities and similarities between the various languages.

What surprised Shu Xingbei the most was the animal language mentioned in the book.

In the author's view, animal communication also relies on syllables. As long as the combination of core syllables is mastered, communication between humans and animals is not impossible.

The book even introduces the language of several common animals. Pigs, chickens, ducks, the author points out that the sounds they can produce are all monophonic, and they rely on tone and frequency to convey more information.

Seeing the back, Shu Xingbei's eyes straightened.

It actually describes the language of the Halberd Whale, which is structured with three sounds, "Ah Yan Ai", combined with several other sounds such as "Splash Bo Mo". The permutations and combinations of these syllables are very similar to those commonly used by humans, but in much smaller numbers.

Shu Xingbei kept the content firmly in mind. Now, he is able to communicate with the whale, but this communication is more guided by emotions than by words.

It can be said that this book is tantamount to opening a new door for Shu Xingbei.

Halberd whales can communicate, poison frogs can communicate, but what about more marine life? If he could talk to these animals one by one and get their help, there was a huge sea area, where else could he not go, and what danger he could not avoid?

Marine life is the real master of the sea.

Shu Xingbei has long been aware of this.

This book couldn't have come at a better time. Shu Xingbei sighed secretly. He had to admire the people who wrote the book, who were able to write even these things, and the author clearly put them into practice.

Obviously, the author has a lot of experience in communicating with animals.

The only drawback is that the author gives too few examples. There are also some animals that are simply beyond the scope of Shu Xingbei's cognition.

Pigs, chickens and ducks are all poultry that humans can raise, and the whales are kept in an aquarium built on land for visitors to see, and they also use the bridge of their noses to hold the ball.

It's incredible.

The more Shu Xingbei thought about it, the more he felt that the past of Planet Glacey was the pinnacle of human life.

"It looks like the harvest is not small," a smiling voice pulled Shu Xingbei out of the shock, and he looked back to see that it was Cao Lao who had come in.

Shu Xingbei put down the book, stood up, and respectfully called "Cao Lao".

Lao Cao waved his hand, "You're welcome." How's that, are you still used to it here? In a hurry? ”

"Elder Cao has something to order, right?" Shu Xingbei was about to put the book back on the shelf.

Lao Cao looked at the title of the book, and the smile on his face became even worse, "This book, many people in the organization have read it, the book of God." ”

Shu Xingbei was stunned, "Divine book? ”

"Yes, a book that you can't understand is a book of God. Everybody said that," Cao shrugged. Following his conversation, "You guessed right, there is indeed something for you to do." But before that, you'll have to go into the bootcamp and train for a while. I'll look for you again when I come out. ”

"Yes," Shu Xingbei didn't ask much. As he had always thought, no matter where he was, he would not raise idlers. Heaven does not fall for no reason. Even if Lao Cao didn't say it, Shu Xingbei was thinking about going to Xing Guobin and how to take the task.

Without credit, he would not be able to live in the organization.

"Lock the door and come with me," Lao Cao's gaze fell on Shu Xingbei's clothes, "Change your clothes first." ”

Lao Cao put the bag in his hand on the long table.

Shu Xingbei's heart warmed, he opened the bag and took out the clothes inside. There are padded clothes, trousers, underwear and underwear. Each is two pieces.

Shu Xingbei quickly changed his clothes and left with Lao Cao.

After a while, Lao Cao led him into a building boat. There were two men standing on the deck, and when they saw them coming, they didn't even glance at them, and they still stood there like javelins.

Shu Xingbei looked at them curiously.

Tight-fitting animal skin suits, the muscles under the clothes bulged out. His lips were pursed, and his hands were placed on his waist. He carried a holster around his waist, and the holster was bulging, apparently with a gun.

"Where is this?" Shu Xingbei guessed their identity. Not surprisingly, both men were guards.

"The research institute is also a hospital," Cao replied.

Hospital? If there is a hospital in the organization, then there will be a doctor as well. But aren't doctors only in the Tower?

Shu Xingbei has always had a question, that is, the Jishi organization and SPEA

What exactly is the relationship between companies? If it's an adversarial relationship, will the company sit idly by and watch a powerful organization next to it? If it's an alliance, it's probably not big. At least Shu Xingbei can draw this conclusion from his own situation.

The company has already attacked itself, if the Jishi organization is an ally of the company, it is a good thing not to cooperate with the company to kill itself, will it still take in and accept itself?

When I walked into the cabin, the strong smell of potion came to my nose.

After passing through the workshops made of glass, seeing the staff wearing white coats coming and going, Shu Xingbei smacked his tongue at the foundation of the organization.

It has its own mission hall, samurai, building ships, books, food and fresh water sources, and even hospitals and doctors, and I don't know how much of the organization is still unclear to me.

"Give your brand to the doctor and take a blood test first," Lao Cao said to Shu Xingbei.

Shu Xingbei took out his sign and handed it to the doctor sitting there.

The doctor checked the sign and began to register for Shu Xingbei.

"Name and age?"

"Shu Xingbei, 17 years old."

"Okay, put your arms out, make your fists, yes, okay," the doctor drew the blood and sent the blood sample out.

Shu Xingbei didn't know that in the back cabin, his blood sample had been placed on a glass carrier, and a doctor was facing the microscope, looking intently at the blood sample.

One by one, the blood cells were separated by the tweezers in the doctor's hand, but after one separation, it took less than two seconds for the cells to stick back together and come together again.

After several successive attempts, the doctor asked the assistant to take out another blood sample from the cabinet, carefully sucked out a drop, and injected it into Shu Xingbei's blood sample.

The cells fused violently, and in just a few seconds, only the blood sample of Shu Xingbei was left on the glass.

"Complete fusion, or total devouring?" The doctor hesitated. He didn't know how to write the page of the report that belonged to Shu Xingbei.

Eventually, the doctor came to his senses and wrote on the report, "Fusion blood has a strong growth potential." ”

After Shu Xingbei's report came out, without waiting for the doctor to say anything, Lao Cao took the report in his hand first.

After reading it, the expression on his face did not change, and he was already happy in his heart.

"Let's go, I'll send you to the training camp," Lao Cao said.