The Earth is Online Chapter 27:

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"Ding Dong! The main task of the seventh layer of the Black Tower: Exterminate Inamon from the Black Tower World!" Tang Mo didn't have time to grieve and be afraid.

The **** stick and Xiao Zhao disappeared completely, leaving no clothes or belongings, and he did n’t have to help pack things.

Tang Mo closed the door and left the library.

Under the black tower in the city center, seven or eight people gathered. Some of the six gods sat on the ground without a master, and they did n’t understand what happened just now, and why they screamed with themselves. Demolish the white wall.

The white plastic wall was built by Wu Wu. The police built it three days ago, enclosing the black pagoda in it and preventing ordinary citizens from approaching.

Now the martial police disappeared, and the scientists doing research in the white wall also disappeared. The two men demolished a big hole in the white wall and approached the black tower. Tang Mo did not follow the past, he glanced at a distance, and continued to move forward.

So many scientists have studied for half a year, but they haven't found any clue. He didn't think he could figure out what the black tower was.

The first problem Tang Mo has to face is the lack of a car.

It's 8:15, and the stick and Xiao Zhao disappeared at 8 o'clock. Like them, most people in this city have disappeared. Without a driver, neither the bus nor the subway can go home. In addition, many people were still driving when they disappeared, and now these cars are bumping together and blocking most of the road.

Tang Mo walked half a kilometer and saw a small yellow car falling to the ground.

He took out his phone and scanned the QR code.

"Is it really useless ..."

Tang Mo tightened his eyebrows and squatted down to observe the key structure of the little yellow car. After watching for two minutes, he picked up a rock from the ground and began to smash the lock.

The huge anti-shock force made Tang Mo's wrist a little painful, but his strength was much greater than before, and he just smashed it twice, and the steel lock was broken.

Tang Mo glanced thoughtfully at the piece of iron lock he had broken, and rode on a small yellow car to go home.

Forty minutes later, he entered the community and parked the small yellow car downstairs.

In the quiet community, there was no one around, only the rustling of the wind blowing the leaves gently. Tang Mo simply packed a little clothes after returning home. Tang Mo ’s parents were only children, and his ancestors passed away when he was a child. His parents died in a car accident in college. After that, he had less contact with relatives.

Tang Mo ’s better friends did not stay in Suzhou after graduation, one went to Beijing and one was in Shanghai.

The daughter of Shen Bang is also in Shanghai, so he can just go and find his friend.

Tang Mo was trapped in the library yesterday evening. After returning home, he filled his stomach first, and then packed some clothes into the suitcase. Things are packed, but there is a more serious problem ——

He has no car.

From Suzhou to Shanghai, it takes only half an hour by high-speed rail, or one hour by car.

The high-speed rail is definitely no longer operational. Tang Mo dare not imagine the situation on the railway. If it is the same as on the street, the driver suddenly disappears, and countless cars have crashed one after another. On the railway, the uncontrolled trains are probably all lumped together.

He needs a car.

Tang Mo went upstairs and knocked on the landlord's door. After three minutes, there was no response in the door. He picked up the iron wrench brought from his house and smashed the door lock.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a very strong smell of gas.

Tang Mo stunned, hurried to the kitchen to turn off the gas stove, and opened the window to ventilate.

Chopped vegetables are still on the kitchen table. Obviously, before disappearing, the owner of this house is preparing a delicious breakfast. Tang Mo left the school one year ago and rented the house. The landlord is a very good old couple who lives upstairs. The old couple has been retired from home and has nothing to do. Sometimes Tang Mo is invited to eat upstairs.

Tang Mo has no car and used to borrow a car from the landlord.

He took the car key out of the drawer under the TV cabinet lightly and familiarly. After checking around, he found that there was really no one in the house and opened the door to leave.

Shanghai is too close to Suzhou, and it does n’t cost too much fuel to drive, but Tang Mo found that the landlord ’s car was really running out of fuel and the pointer was approaching the red line. According to this oil quantity estimate, at most half open, he had to anchor on the way.

You can only go for it first.

Tang Mo inserted the key into the keyhole and flicked it to the right. At the moment he just started the car, a sharp pain suddenly hit his heart. It seemed that a big hand was pressing **** the heart. Tang Mo's complexion turned pale in an instant. His heart was beating and his blood flow was extremely fast.

His body temperature climbed at an unimaginable rate.

It ’s 40 degrees in a minute!

However, the high temperature of 40 degrees did not burn out Tang Mo's brain. His consciousness was sober, and he clearly felt a sharp sharp knife cut meat on his heart. The body temperature is still rising, and the severe pain in the heart is gradually increasing.

Tang Mo hit the co-pilot with a punch, but this did not relieve the pain.

The severe pain gradually blurred his consciousness.

Ten hours later, when Tang Mo woke up, it was already dark. While in a coma, his clothes were wet with sweat again and again, then dried naturally, and then soaked with sweat. It didn't know how many times the round trip was repeated, his heartbeat returned to normal, and the unexplained pain disappeared.

Tang Mo's face is a bit ugly, but his eyes are extremely sharp and his eyes are bright.

He touched his chest, and the heart has returned to normal beat. Checked the rest of the body again, and there were no abnormalities.

Then he reached out and grabbed a book from the air.

He completely grabbed the book from the air, but Tang Mo's face was not surprised. This is a notebook-like book with a tan hard brown kraft paper cover. When you open the book, it is blank. Tang Mo stared at the blank paper seriously, and under his gaze, lines of words appeared on the white paper.

[Ability: Eat dry and wipe clean without giving money]

[Owner: Tang Mo]

[Type: Special Type]

[Function: Collect Ability]

【Remarks: Everyone has a dream in their hearts, don't give money if you eat dry and wipe clean! Don't look at Tang Mo's appearance as a man, he knows how to do things, but he always wants to do this kind of thing. At the age of seven, Tang Mo secretly ate chocolate from a neighbor ’s child without giving money; at the age of ten, he copied the homework at the same table without giving money; No money!

Look, he thought about eating dry and wiping without giving money! 】

Tang Mo: "..."

You are mad! ! !

Tang Mo almost wanted to slap this book on the wall.

Fortunately, he endured it.

This is his power.

When Tang Mo woke up, he knew he had the power. His powers are not wind, fire, thunder and lightning, nor innate divine power, but a book, or a book that makes people want to slap it to death.

Tang Mo keeps reading this book, but unfortunately there are no other words on this book except for a few messages displayed on the first page. He didn't see any clue after reading it for half an hour. After a long reading, another line appeared on the book.

[Remarks: Do you think Tang Mo will give money? Friend, he is thinking about going to the gas station to refuel or not to give money! 】

Tang Mo: "..."

"Bang-"

A book was thrown out of the car window.

After a minute, the thin, handsome young man came down from the car and picked up the book with a blank expression.

The book was on the front passenger seat, and Tang Mo didn't go to read it again. He drove the car to the nearest gas station. There was no silence in the gas station. Several fuel pipes fell casually on the ground, the pungent diesel flowed all over the place, and it was estimated that the staff was refueling and disappeared suddenly.

Tang Mo paused before getting out of the car and took out his wallet in the back seat.

Obviously there is no one at this gas station, he still shouted: "Anyone?"

No response, Tang Mo walked directly to a tanker. A card has been inserted into the tanker, which is a card commonly used by staff. Every staff member at the gas station has a very high card, and they will directly draw the gas fee from this card to refuel the driver.

Tang Mo did not own a car, nor did he have a private fuel card. Now he can only use the staff card to refuel.

At the quiet and empty gas station, the tall, thin, dark-haired young man quickly filled up with oil. The dark night always makes people feel nervous. It was originally a very prosperous area in the Suzhou Park, but now there is no one. Only Tang Mo stands under the bright lights and cheers on his car.

There seems to be something hidden in the darkness around, and a sharper wind whizzes past.

Tang Mo put the gas pipe back. Before he left, his face changed, and he seemed to think of something. He took out two hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and pressed it against the ground at the gas station.

As he got up and was about to return to the car, suddenly, a cold thing touched his back waist, Tang Mo maintained a stooped posture and did not move.

"Don't move! Take out your wallet, hurry up!"

Black Tower has already reminded everyone to complete the side quest 2, and no new side quest has appeared. They have only one main task, and that is to survive. A person can live seven days without water; without food, it can't last for thirty days. If the big mole no longer intervenes, Tang Mo feels that with his current physical fitness, even without water, he can last at least a month, fearing that the survival mission of the Black Tower will never end.

Tang Mo asked tentatively: "Uncle Mole, how can we leave here?"

The big mole gave a weird laughter: "You want to go out? How do you go out, you are playing mentally handicapped mode, the only thing you have to do is live. Want to go out?"

Everyone was very dissatisfied with the mole's words, but they dared not refute it.

In the dark lacquered cave, the sound of the giant mole digging the ground crunched and the machinery was harsh.

Li Bin still holds the flashlight that the little girl changed with her ability. He looked at the flashlight strangely and whispered, "A little panic ..."

Tang Mo looked at him: "Don't you want it? Can you show me?" He is very interested in this kind of thing that is purely transformed by abilities.

Li Bin didn't even think about it, and quickly put the flashlight into Tang Mo's hands: "Take it away, I don't want this thing."

The flashlight was quickly tucked into Tang Mo ’s hands. He just opened his mouth and did n’t speak. He suddenly looked, and a strange color slipped in his eyes.

Luofeng City said: "I want to see it too." He reached out and prepared to pick it up.

Tang Mo froze for a while, but did not pass the flashlight. Luo Fengcheng felt strange. Suddenly, a cheerful and bright song sounded, the sound was pleasant, and the high-pitched child's voice caused the five humans and a big mole in the cave to stop all the movements at hand, even the big mole. Straightened his eyes with confidence.

"How is this possible!"

After singing, a familiar voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Ding Dong! The smuggling passenger Fu Huan of Huaxia District 1 successfully cleared the first floor of the Black Tower!"

The big mole raised his head violently and said again: "How is this possible!"

Tang Mo grabbed the flashlight tightly in his hand and shook his eyes. After the Black Tower broadcast this sentence, Tang Mo suddenly felt a little vague in front of his eyes. In his sight, the big mole clawed his head in horror, and his figure gradually faded. He looked at Li Bin, Li Wen, Luo Fengcheng and Lin Qiao next to him, and the figures of these four also slowly disappeared.

Tang Mo opened his eyes the next second after his eyes turned completely dark. The bright and shining sunlight stabbed him in front of him, and Tang Mo seemed to be drowning, breathing fresh air, trying to adapt to the strong light. When Tang Mo looked at the scene in front of him again, his expression changed, he slammed the steering wheel, the car brushed the road teeth, and the whole person was almost knocked out of the car.

The car drove more than twenty meters, Tang Mo braked the car, and parked it on the side of the road.

His heart is still pounding, and everything he has just experienced in the underground cave is just in front of him. He quickly calmed down, looked around, and found himself in the original car. Before the so-called tower attack game, Tang Mo and Li Wen were driving. Now he is back ...

"What about Li Wen?"

Tang Mo drove the car back again to find it, but did not find Li Wen.

There is no way to find it. Tang Mo stopped at the roadside and looked down at the flashlight in his palm.

This flashlight was given to Tang Mo by Li Bin before. Li Bin because the owner of the flashlight is a little girl, and the little girl died in front of them, he felt that he was willing to respond, so he couldn't wait to give the flashlight to Tang Mo. He never imagined that when Tang Mo got the flashlight, he found that he had an ability.

Tang Mo raised his hand, pulled a book from the air, and turned to the third page.

[Abilities: Draw a circle to curse you]

[Owner: Li Bin (Official Player)]

[Type: Special Type]

[Function: Carry out a causal attack on specific objects to make the affected objects unlucky]

[Level: Level 1]

[Limitations: Only one object can be cursed per day, and the negative effects on the cursed object cannot be controlled]

[Remarks: Tang Mo did n’t even give the money for a flashlight, so he was ashamed! 】

Tang Mo: "..."

Finger squeezed the pages of the book, took a deep breath, and Tang Mo continued to look down.

【Instructions for Tangmo Edition: Use only once a day, with a 30% chance of success. It's bad luck to choke on a meal or drink water. This spicy chicken ability matches Tang Mo somewhat. 】

...... If this is not his own ability, Tang Mo would like to humiliate this book!

Tang Mo probably guessed it a little. If he wants to gain other people ’s abilities, the first way is to directly kill the other party like Qian Sankun, so he will definitely get the abilities. The second way is to make a move to "eat dry, wipe clean without giving money" to the other party. For example, Li Bin gave the flashlight to Tang Mo, but Tang Mo didn't give him any money.

But as long as you get a flashlight, even if you eat dry and wipe clean, you do n’t give money. The way to get someone else ’s power ... so simple?

Tang Mo thinks for a moment, vaguely feels that things are not so simple, there may be other restrictions. He was about to close the book. Suddenly, a light line appeared behind the note, and he looked down.

[Remarks: Draw a circle to curse you (user: Li Bin), it has worked]

When has "it worked?" When did it work? To whom did it work?

This line is extremely light in color, and it does n’t have the humble style familiar with power books. Tang Mo looked at it for a long time and didn't see any clue. He strangely inserted his hand into his pocket and suddenly encountered a smooth and hard thing. He took it out and took a look.

"Fire eggs?"

The turkey egg the big mole gave was the size of an adult man ’s fist. Tang Mo knocked it twice and grabbed it in his pocket. He did n’t expect to be taken out of the game.

This is a very ordinary white egg. Except for its larger size than ordinary eggs, it is the same. The big mole said that it is impossible for a human to hatch a turkey. The egg was just for Tang Mo to eat, but Tang Mo tried to knock the turkey towards the steering wheel of the car.

Boom!

Tang Mo focused his eyes on a dull sound.

"..."

The turkey egg did not crack, and the steering wheel was smashed with a small slit!

How can I eat this special? This can only be eaten with copper teeth and iron teeth!

Tang Mo did not know that at this moment, the Mole Cave in the underground city is on the first floor of the Black Tower.

The big mole clawed his head in his claws, whispering in his mouth, "How can someone take the first floor now?" It read for a long time, and finally said in self-consolation, "It ’s not from me anyway." After saying that, the big mole relaxed a lot, and he smiled insidiously, and began to plow the ground with his paws.

"It ’s so profitable to have such a delicious turkey today. That human being did n’t know how precious the mosaic matches are. When can those humans come again and bring me a mosaic match ... ... "The big mole dug out a huge pit, revealing hundreds of white eggs. It just took a very ordinary white egg from here and gave it to Tang Mo. The big mole smiled proudly, and continued to use his paws to dig deep into the white egg, while muttering to himself: "My baby egg won't give you, please lock the cage, hold it every day to sleep, fool Only to ... you ... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhg with with with with with with a with this with an egg !!)

I saw a small iron cage in the pile of white eggs, somehow unlocked, and there was nothing in it.

The ground floor of the Black Tower, the turkey nest.

A tiger-sized giant turkey is lying on the ground dying, with blood flowing all over it. It was also groaning, and the sharp chicken feet were stained with human blood, but it could no longer stand up, and as long as there was another blow, it would inevitably die.

However, it is lucky that the man who hit it hardly has no power to stand up.

Turkey gritted his teeth: "Cuckoo ... stowaway ... cook, eat you ..."

A man in black was torn off by a turkey, and his blood was bleeding all over. His left arm was pecked into a blood hole by a turkey, and his right arm was abruptly without a hand. From the part of his wrist, a huge black iron cone grew out of thin air, with a dark purple metallic luster.

The man coughed up a bit of blood and flicked his right arm. The horrible and violent iron cone disappeared and became a scarred right hand. Using both hands, he crawled into the turkey's nest and reached out to pick up the white turkey egg that was hidden in the center of the haystack by the turkey baby.

Turkey roars: "You put my eggs down !!!"

"You kept avoiding this egg during the fight just now," the man wiped the blood coughing up his lips, his expression calm, and he concluded: "It is a treasure."

The turkey fluttered its wings irritably, but it had no strength to stand up. It regretted for the first time, why the desire to eat him just moved when he saw this stowaway. If it does n’t want to eat this stowaway and hide behind it, the two wo n’t fight. If they do n’t fight, it wo n’t be what it is now. Who knows that this smuggler is so strong that he has completely cleared the first floor of the Black Tower from it!

It does n’t matter if you clear the first level, it ’s the egg! Its the most precious egg! ! !

"Return it to me !!!"

Turkey exhausted all his energy, and actually stood up and ran to humans stumbled. But just as it was about to peck at this human and **** back the turkey egg in his hand, the sound of Black Tower prompting customs clearance sounded. The man's figure disappeared suddenly, and the turkey threw himself into the air and fell to the ground.

"Cuckoo ... My eggs ... Cuckoo ... Cuckoo ..."

All Chinese players left the first floor of the Black Tower at the same time.

Fu Wenduo struggled to escape from the turkey lair. He broke his leg and was torn off by the turkey and remained in the lair. Leaving the first floor of the Black Tower, he lay in an abandoned construction site, with no one around. Zizi's voice rang at his broken right leg. Upon closer inspection, his legs grew fleshy.

Although the speed is very slow, the broken part is really growing back.

There are many such cases. Throughout China, all players were pulled into the first floor of the black tower to play the tower attack game. There are also players like Tang Mo who did not violently clash with the big mole because of the mosaic matches, but there are very few; more like Fu Wenduo, directly playing back and forth with the creatures in the black tower.

Someone died on the first floor of the Black Tower, and someone saw the sun again.

Most of the people who escaped got treasures from inside. Even if they were all wounded, they were happily unable to control themselves, and they happily hugged their hard-earned treasure.

When the muscles on the right leg reached the knee position, Fu Wenduo opened his eyes and took out the white turkey egg from his pocket.

He looked at it fixedly, the setting sun slowly dropped, the sun shining on the turkey egg, suddenly gleaming golden light, showing lines of small characters on the white eggshell.

[Props: Momo]

[Owner: Fu Wenduo]

[Quality: Rare]

[Level: Level 2 (upgradable)]

[Attack Power: Normal]

[Function: Save current game progress]

[Limitations: You can only use it once every seven days, and the archive time is 1 hour]

【Remarks: As a Chinese in the new era, what is Momo, do you not have a B number in your heart? 】

Fu Wenduo: "..."

At the same time, Tang Mo was studying this strangely hard hard egg, knocking twice from time to time. When interest came, he smashed the power book twice.

I did n’t find a reason. Tang Mo had no time to waste. He temporarily gave up researching turkey eggs and drove to Jingan District in Shanghai. He placed the turkey eggs behind the car window, a beam of sunlight shining through the windows, and small golden letters emerged from the turkey eggs.

Tang Mo immediately stopped the car and observed the changes in the turkey eggs.

[Props: # @ $% 2 (damaged)]

[Owner: Tang Mo]

[Quality: Rare]

[Level: @ # ￥ @ (upgradable)]

[Attack Power: Normal]

【功 @ $ # ： 保护 游戏 #% ^ @ $ @ #】

[Limitations: @ # $ #% @ $ @! #]

[Remarks: as @ $ @ $% @ # $! @ #]

Tang Mo: "?????"

What kind of stuff is this? !

Tang Moqu raised his **** and tapped on the turkey egg a few times. When he knocked to the third, suddenly, a low male voice sounded from the turkey.

"... Momo?"

Tang Mo froze.

Is this turkey egg also a creature, still so intelligent, knowing his name is Tang Mo?

But calling Momo directly seems a little too intimate ...

Thanks for a moment, Tang Mo yelled softly: "Well." He thought for a moment: "Are you a turkey or a turkey egg?"

The sound inside the turkey suddenly stopped.

The next moment, a cold voice sounded: "Who are you?"

It is now "daytime", the demon disappears, and the angel can move around casually. Having been in this strange place for several hours, Tang Mo and Shen Bang are no longer so nervous. The two walked to the burnt bookshelf with explosion-proof sticks. Tang Mo squatted down to take a closer look at the burnt bookshelves.

There are twenty-three bookshelves on the third floor of the library. This time the ninth bookshelf from the front desk was burned.

This is a type I bookshelf. Most of the books are on geography, including travel books, geography books at home and abroad, and some religious books. Now they are all burned to ashes. The wooden bookshelf was burned to charcoal and lay dark on the ground, but the books were piled into black and gray hills. Tang Mo reached out his hand and touched the black and gray.

"Not hot."

The **** stick looked at him: "Not hot?"

Tang Mo nodded: "Well, although according to Tong Sheng, it has been all night since the bookshelf was burned, it ’s possible that it ’s not hot. But for our own time flow, only half an hour passed Let ’s not talk about how to burn such a large bookshelf and more than 10,000 books on it in half an hour. It means that these ash are not hot ... The common sense of human beings can no longer be explained. "

The **** stick said of course: "This is burned by the devil, and of course it cannot be explained by science."

What happened to them is beyond the scope of theoretical science, and the occurrence of a few more things is also more lice and not afraid of itching.

The **** stick is obviously more concerned about the problem of finding a book. He swallowed in fear: "What did the little girl say just now, do you want to tell us that the book she lost was known by the angel? Tang Mo, what do you have? Do you know the book? "After a pause, the **** stick added:" I know there are too many books. I have been reading in your library for almost a year. I have read all the books. "

Tang Mo is not in a hurry: "The book entry project on the third floor has always been my responsibility, and I know more than you."

The **** stick looked at him like this, and he slipped big sweat beads on his head: "What can I do? This is the next day."

Tang Mo did not answer the **** stick, he walked around the pile of black and gray. The **** stick kept talking in his mouth. He roughly recalled what the little girl said when he appeared, but found no definitive evidence. He anxiously said: "Tang Mo, what can I do!"

"Don't worry." Tang Mo crouched in front of the ashes of the bookshelf and looked up at the **** stick. The "sunlight" outside the window shone on his face. He smiled slightly and said, "What's more important now ... Why should the demon burn this bookshelf?"

The **** stick froze.

Twenty-three bookshelves. According to common sense, the probability of a demon burning a book is three-thirds. The premise is that the angel did not find the book in advance.

The **** stick thought for a while and explained: "The boy said that the devil ca n’t remember in which shelf she hid the book, so he should have burned it casually."

Tang Mo casually said: "Maybe."

The **** stick is inserted into his hair with his hands: "Let ’s find the book quickly, we wo n’t find it again, and it will really be finished. The books I read recently are all on this shelf and ..." His face was a bit ugly, "and this burnt bookshelf. Tang Mo, how about you?"

Tang Mo stood up: "I read too many books, every day I have to sort out your random books."

The divine stick looks dignified. He looked at the books on the shelf next to him for a while, while looking at the ashes on the ground. He seemed to be a real neuropath, whispering in his mouth, repeating what the little girl said.

In fact, it is possible for other normal people to encounter such a situation, seeing so many things like ghosts and gods, and being forced into a neuropathy.

Tang Mo put his hand in the ashes and took out a pile of ashes. He glanced at the magic stick that was pacing back and forth. After a moment, he suddenly remembered: "I have sorted out a few bookshelves recently. About three days ago, the director asked me to sort out the H-type bookshelves." /

The foot of the **** stick stopped suddenly, and he looked at Tang Mo: "Three days ago? The time is so close, maybe this is the place!"

But the two of them walked in front of the Class H bookshelf and were dumbfounded again.

"There are more than 12,000 books on the H-type bookshelf." Tang Mo probably said a number.

The **** stick asked calmly: "What kind of book is found? If we take all the books on the H-type bookshelf, as long as the correct one is taken out, will it be considered a book?"

This is not introduced by the rules of the game. The game only says that angels can get a hint during the day, and demons can burn books at night. If you find the correct book directly to Mosaic, you must be able to complete the task. But if only the correct book is taken out of the shelf, will it also count as a success?

Tang Mo did not think of this plan, he said: "If we seize more than 10,000 books, we may be able to take all these books out of the bookshelf once in two hours."

Just do it.

The **** stick looks excitedly and fetches books quickly, and Tang Mo fetches books honestly. They are divided into two paths and complete their tasks on both sides of the bookshelf. Time passed by one minute and one second, but when night fell, Tang Mo had just taken out a Qing Dynasty history book. He wanted to touch the next book again, but found that he couldn't take the book out of the shelf. .

In front of the darkness, the **** stick said in horror: "I can't get the book."

Tang Mo pressed his lips: "I can't take it out."

The two felt the bookshelf and walked all the way back to the service desk, lighting the only lamp that could be turned on.

In the dim and dim light, Tang Mo and Shen Bang were sitting on the ground against the table, looking intently at the direction of the Class H bookshelf not far away. They could not see anything in the darkness at this moment, but they knew that within two hours, a bookshelf would be burned. At that time, the fire was so high that they could clearly see everything in the library.

In such a tense and depressed time, the time passes extremely slowly, and the seconds are like years.

The eyes of the **** stick were covered with bloodshot eyes. He seemed like a tramp who had not slept for three days. His lips were chapped and his hair was covered with snowflake-like dandruff. Only the hands were washed very cleanly, and the nails were well trimmed, as if to preserve the final dignity of the owner.