The three of them continued to sit behind the counter, chatting about the topic they had just discussed.

"At the time when Lady Lyarnott had risen to high positions, there was no such thing as you, who could hardly judge good and evil. It was a black-and-white era, and what looked like a good guy was a good guy, and what looked bad was a bad guy. Serenne said to Syke.

"In this era, still making black and white will only make things worse. There are too many gray areas in this era. Naimo continued to liquidate the bottom and the bottom of the bottle, sending everything to his mouth: "Good people pretend to be bad people for self-preservation, bad people pretend to be good people for profit, rapists engage in charitable activities, fathers kill alcoholic sons to protect their wives and daughters, and hostile sides carry the same banner, which is the norm in this era. 」

"I never thought Weishenme would be like this. It should be said that it's hard for me to imagine that there has ever been a black and white shijie. Rick thought as he held his teacup in both hands. In his experience, a normal bad person should be full of benevolence and morality, and by the way, he should be full of medals.

Namo shrugged his shoulders and said, "The collapse of order and the decay of morality can be explained by a long list of reasons for the causes of this absurd era, and if you think about it, you will find that there is no truth in each. You open the iron box with the picture attached to it, and there are a bunch of programs full of so-called "experts and scholars" who have never seen the scene, talking about things they don't understand, and hanging all kinds of nice titles. They don't deserve any title at all except the 'Mouth Cannon King'. 」

"Actually, there is no other choice but to do my best. Rick groaned.

"Of course, I won't say the old generation's clichéd lie that 'as long as you work hard, you will definitely improve and find the answer'! In this era, most things in life cannot be answered! If you think that no matter what, you must have an answer or you will not be able to live, so you can only go to a god and believe in it. Nemo daxiao got up, then turned to Seren and said, "Even if she changes to an instructor, you should try to find Lady Lyernott to help her in the future, she is very lonely." 」

This is the reason why Lyarnot spends so much energy scolding the young knight, being willing to help with errands, and staying to chat.

"Hmm. Seren smiled, "Heroes are afraid of loneliness. Seren paused for a moment, and then said, "That's why I deliberately spoke inappropriately so that she had something to do." 」

"Huh, I think that's your nature, right?" Namo frowned, pulling the corners of her mouth and said, "I suddenly felt like it was a pity that she was retiring. 」

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At noon, the first thing in today's noon news is an interview with a young entrepreneur about her work. "I just don't want people to pay attention to my appearance and my figure...... on TV," she said on TV, while the camera was fixed on her breasts and reporters worked hard to photograph the woman's cleavage. Although "producing interview content that is contrary to the respondent's wishes" is the skill of many media in this era, Xike just can't get used to it, so he immediately switched to the channel.

The first news story after the turn was about a certain god club claiming that Ethero would be destroyed in twenty-four hours. A massive tornado with a diameter of 100,000 light-years will split the entire Sarafayi in half, and he must hide with him in a tin house on a river embankment to escape.

"100,000 light-years? Rick frowned. A natural disaster tornado that only haunts the surface of the earth is actually bigger than the earth, absolutely impossible!

The camera captured rows of tin houses built along the river embankment with the god sticks, which were full of believers of the god sticks.

Naimo scolded angrily: "When I see these people, I really feel that the country is going to perish!"

The camera also captured a large group of young people surrounding the tin house, holding a clock to count down. They are not counting down to the end of the day, but counting down to the "day of the god stick", intending to give this devilish stick a good look at the moment when the time is up and the tornado does not appear.

"When I see these people, I feel that the country can still be saved. Serense said as he shoved the pork chops into his mouth.

The next one finally took pictures of the latest progress of the dragon clan surrounding the Gollum Tu Publishing House.

Since the publisher still refuses to negotiate with the dragons, the dragons decide to spit on the publisher's door in protest in order to express their displeasure. Dragon saliva is a secret medicine that is believed to clear the mind, attracting a large number of mages to collect it.

The news footage showed that the thick glass doors of the Grunt Press were covered in yellowish white clots, and a bunch of men in mage robes were busy scraping them off with spatulas and putting them in glass bottles. The picture captures a male mage with a beer belly and a short beard, smiling with a smile on his face, and his hands are constantly moving to be interviewed by reporters: "My daughter is about to take the university entrance examination, bring some back to her!"

Xi Ke always felt that this man looked familiar.

Seren, "Ah, it's Karlo, the chief engineer of the Merger. 」

A female reporter in a bright red gold-trimmed bikini said that because a large number of mages surrounded the publishing house, the publishing house is now surrounded by airtight winds, and it is difficult for people to enter and exit.

It rained heavily outside in the afternoon, and there were a lot fewer guests in the Magic Book Library, and the caretaker was very leisurely, and everyone picked up books to read.

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At about four o'clock, a young man came to the counter with a book and borrowed a book and applied for a library card. This young man was about ten years old, with dyed green hair and only half buttoned on his clothes, and he looked deviant, but he was very polite.

"Excuse me, I want to get a library card, what do I do?"

Serian was immersed in reading an ancient novel called "The Romance of the Warring States", and followed the protagonist's group to gallop on horseback on a charred wilderness with broken flags and melted cannon barrels. Nemo is now reading "On the Destruction of Credit Value by Western-style Commercial Law: How We Have Become a Nation of Profit", a paper that makes people's heads confused, full of terminology and foreign languages, but Naimo reads it with ease, no more than Seren, who reads a novel.

Because the two men were immersed in reading, Rick had to take care of the work. He took out the form and filled it out for the green-haired young man, who wrote "Dachin Stoker" in the name field.

Dachin asked, "Excuse me—if it's overdue, how will the overdue fee be calculated? Because I live a bit far away, sometimes I may not be able to catch up. 」

"There are no late fees, but the consequences of overdue books are different. Xike opened the book that Daqin had borrowed and read out the code of the one page of Zuihou. The Great Magic Book of the Magic Book lay on its side, opening to reveal the font, the content of which was the detailed information of the code that Xi Ke had read out.

"If this book is overdue, it will come back on its own, and by the way, it will open a return hole somewhere in your house; if this book is overdue, it will run away and run to the book you are reading, and the last person who borrowed the book said that it can even go up on the TV screen; you better return this book early, don't overdue, if you are overdue, you have to adopt it." Ah, you still have to return the book, but it's a book baby. 」

The book matched what Xi Ke said, and lifted the pages.

"I see, Xiexie. Dachin's face was solemn, as if he had made up his mind not to overdue.

"It's so far from here, how did you come here to borrow a book?" asked Namo, looking up from the book.

Although magic books are rare, in terms of the content of the books, there is nothing special about the magic book hall except for the particularly high proportion of ancient books. It's not like a place where young people come all the way to it.

"Because of my mother, she - there is a person I know who doesn't like 'other' books in the house, and the books I borrowed before can only lose money, and every time we meet—" Dachin said gloomily. Losing money, which means that the book was broken, was apparently broken by the "person he knew", according to Dachin.

"—Because the magic book will protect you, you don't have to worry about damage, so I came here to borrow it. 」

"Which books count as other books?" asked Nemo, and Seren looked up at the place.

"It's—" Dachin hesitated for a moment before he said, "-It's not that religious book, she hates it. 」

"Wow, your bookcase is really—" Namo interjected a swear word related to disrespecting her mother, "--bad!"

Continuing to look at the consequences of the overdue, he suddenly found one of the poetry books, "The White Crocodile in the Swamp", with a magic stamp on the back that said "No Lending".

Rick hurriedly pressed the book, but one step too slowly, and the book had already taken off from the counter and was circling around the room.

"The Book That Can Write Books, it's sneaking out again!" Rick came out from behind the counter and followed the book around the room.

"What strange book?"

Nemo and Serenie both looked up at the ceiling, the book scurrying around like bees trapped indoors.

"Annoying disguise book! It will run to find another book, copy the contents of that book in itself, and copy the title of the book, except for the author's name, and copy it all on its body!" Xi Ke stood with his hands crossed, thinking about what to do to get the book down: "There was a mage who wanted to be a writer and wanted to go crazy, so he made this book and gave it to a famous writer, saying that this is "The Book That Can Write Books", and as long as he keeps it, the book will produce its own articles. The writer took the book out of curiosity. As a result, the purpose of the book is simply to copy the writer's unpublished articles and give them the name of the mage!"

"How could anyone want to do such a thing? It doesn't make any sense at all. Serian asked.

"Because they have no talent, no self-esteem, and are possessive of creativity. That kind of person's thinking is so different from yours that you can't understand it. Naimo said.

Not knowing Weishenme, Seren felt that Naimo was complimenting him with this sentence.

Rick continued, "The mage wasn't a writer after all, he didn't know that writers were a group of people who worked at night. Because I worked all night, I had to close the doors and windows during the day to block the sun and sleep. "The Book That Can Write Books" copied the original manuscript, couldn't find a way to leave, and was caught by the writer. This particular magical crime was quite a big deal at the time. 」

"The Book That Can Write Books" hovers around, and the name of the mage who used despicable means to steal other people's articles still remains on the back of the book. Only this name, no matter how much "The Book That Can Write Books" is copied everywhere, it will stay with the stigma, which must have been something that the makers did not expect back then.

"I've got to get it down. He said, "This needs another book." 」

Dachin put one hand to his lips and pointed to a book he borrowed about shipwrecks, "The Ice Storm," and said, "Alas, 'The White Crocodile in the Swamp' is not literature at all!

As soon as Daqin's words fell, "The Book That Can Write Books" made a heavy crashing sound, and fell directly on the "Ice Storm" on the counter, it violently pressed "Ice Storm" with the book cover, and "Ice Storm" kept struggling, and even shook the book strap and whimpered. I saw that the row of titles on the cover of "The Book That Can Write Books" "White Crocodile in the Swamp" quickly disappeared, and the word "Ice Storm" appeared, and the whole book began to change except for the author's name.

Rick grabbed the Book That Can Write Books and stuffed it into the iron cage: "I'll deal with you later!"

"The Ice Storm" became crumpled, pumped and twitched, and the impersonation seemed to take a big hit at it. The Great Magic Book of the Magic Book gently stroked it with the book strap, and it gradually returned to its original state.

"How did you know that The Book That Can Write Books could be taken off like this?" asked Dachin.

"Mom, she comes here a lot, she told me. Dachin's face flushed with shame: "She said that the book that can write books is hungry and eats, and even copies her research reports. 」

Hearing the "research", Rick couldn't help but suspect that the young man might be the son of Yez: "I'll accompany you to get the real 'The White Crocodile in the Swamp', the one by Sward Smail Sinha. 」

"No, no—no, xiexie!" Dachin's face turned red all at once, and he seemed to be very unaccustomed to being treated nicely by others. He bowed, his head almost hitting the countertop, and then he fled into the teleportation circle with the book in his arms and left.

After the blue light of the teleportation array disappeared, Rick said, "I hope those books teach the guy who tears them a lesson. 」

"That white crocodile lied to me about damp lichen and said it was its staple food. Nemo buried his face behind the economics paper and uttered one of the lines of "The White Crocodile in the Swamp."