Something's wrong with my roommate

Chapter 336 Met a Familiar Man
Xu Cheng became a glorious librarian.

The position of librarian is very magical, and many great figures who have influenced the world have been born.

Of course, there are more ordinary people. If you want to become a big shot, you must first complete the preconditions for wage arrears.

The middle-aged man, who was very upset at seeing Xu Cheng, sent him to the library and then left. The director of the library greeted him.

The curator is an old man of Asian descent with a refined and easy-going temperament, smiling and looking kind.

"Follow me to the office."

The curator walked in front, and Xu Cheng slowly followed behind.

The area of ​​the library is extremely vast, with rows of bookshelves full of various books, like an ocean of knowledge.

It was early in the morning, and there were not many people in the library, only a few figures intoxicated in the books could be seen here and there. The subtle footsteps of the two slowly echoed in this silent space.

Soon, the two came to the curator's office. On the coffee table beside him, the teacup belt was still warm, and the old man got up early in the morning to drink tea.

When Xu Cheng didn't know whether to smile or take it seriously, the curator turned around and smiled at him: "Don't be nervous, you can be as casual as you like, and treat this place as your own home, we are our own people now."

After speaking, he winked at Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng understood immediately that this person should be a follower of the Goddess Cult.

It's my own, so it's okay.

Xu Cheng sat down on the sofa, took out a can of tea from under the coffee table and brewed it for himself, very skillfully.

"Stop me!"

The smile on the curator's face couldn't hold back immediately, and he rushed over to snatch the tea leaves.

Xu Cheng was surprised: "Didn't you make me your own home?"

"Home is your home, but things are not necessarily."

The curator looked distressed at the large piece of tea that had been taken away, and raised his head to ask Xu Cheng, "What is Joyce sending you in at this time?"

"Didn't he tell you?"

Xu Cheng explained casually: "We just came in to investigate some things, don't worry, we won't cause trouble for you."

"That's the best. I still want to work in this position until I retire."

The curator thought for a while, and said: "You don't have to do some miscellaneous things. You can move freely in the library and look up materials, but you can't disturb the people who come to the library, and you can't destroy the books in the library. What else? If you have any ideas, you must tell me in advance.”

Xu Cheng patted his chest and assured: "It's absolutely fine."

The curator hid the tea leaves, then got up and walked out: "Come with me, let me introduce you to the situation of the library."

The entire library is four floors high, and its area is no less than that of national libraries in some countries. There are precious books and various materials collected by the deceased from all over the world over the long years, as well as Many orphan copies that are considered to be lost can be called the treasures of human civilization.

Although he doesn't need to work, Xu Cheng still has to understand the work process, so as not to be asked about it, and if he doesn't know what to ask, wouldn't he be exposed.

The administrator's work is very complicated and trivial, sorting, storage, classification, statistics, dust removal and other work content is not as easy as it seems on the surface.

Xu Cheng also realized the reason why the curator didn't arrange work for himself. If he wanted to work, he would have to devote himself to the endless work every day, and he would have no time to investigate what he wanted.

Under the leadership of the curator, Xu Cheng started to browse from the first floor, and at the same time noted down the divisions in the museum.

Occasionally, along the way, some busy employees will be encountered, and the curator will stop to introduce Xu Cheng to them.

Xu Cheng didn't find it troublesome, but realized that the curator was supporting him, letting these staff know that there was someone behind him.

This avoids office fights, nobody interferes, and can concentrate on the investigation.

Soon, the two came to the fourth floor of the library. There was a small exhibition room called the Hall of Fame. There were some biographies of celebrities in it, and many portraits of historical celebrities were posted on the wall.

Of course, these celebrities are not those well-known famous people in the world, but the historical figures inside the deceased.

"There used to be many celebrities in the history of the Goddess Church hanging here, but unfortunately they were all taken off later, and only less than one-tenth of them remained."

The curator’s expression was already kind, but his tone was unconsciously sarcasm: “Even if the remaining tenth, most of them have also served as archbishops in black robes, if they are also taken away, then the dead will be destroyed.” There isn’t even a single historical figure left.”

Xu Cheng ignored the curator's complaints, glanced casually at the wall, and suddenly stopped on a portrait.

The portrait is of a plump and handsome man with piercing eyes, as if he could read people's hearts.

Although it's just a portrait, the painter's technique is extremely strong, perfectly reflecting the demeanor and characteristics of the person in the painting. At first glance, it looks like looking at a real photo.

What attracted Xu Cheng was not this man, but the name under the painting—Xu Fu!
Xu Cheng almost thought he had misread, so he rubbed his eyes and took another look.

That's right, it's Xu Fu!
The Xu Fu who was sent by Qin Shihuang to search for the elixir of immortality, finally saw Amaterasu in Kotengahara, Japan, and after obtaining the three artifacts, unified the Japanese archipelago and became the first emperor.

His name actually appeared inside the hall of fame given to the dead.

This is definitely the same name, right?
The curator noticed that Xu Cheng had been staring at a certain painting. After looking at it, he read the word Xu Fu in very standard Chinese: "Are you very interested in Xu Fu?"

Although he had already decided in his heart that it was the same name, Xu Cheng couldn't help but ask, "When did he come to bestow the deceased?"

Since it will become a portrait and be hung on the wall, it should be many years ago.

The curator has worked in the library for decades, and he has known everything here for a long time. He didn’t need to look it up, and he said Xu Fu’s information without thinking: “Xu Fu came from Japan [-] years ago When he came to Guangming Mountain, although he had the identity of a killer in the branch of the dead, he was more like a scholar. After coming to Guangming Mountain, he was immediately valued by the research institute under the Senate and became a member of the research institute."

"Xu Fu didn't have any amazing performances in the research institute, and he was gradually forgotten by others. However, ten years later, he became a blockbuster. He came up with research results that shocked the entire Senate, and became the director of the research institute in one fell swoop. Long, was awarded the status of lifelong honorary scholar."

Xu Cheng quickly asked, "What research results?"

The curator shook his head: "His research results are highly confidential, and only supervisors can access them, and more than a hundred years have passed, and the person concerned has long since died."

"What is Xu Fu's final outcome?"

"Dead from overwork, Xu Fu served as the director of the research institute, and soon fell down at work due to overwork. The Senate, in order to appreciate his contribution, put him in the Hall of Fame."

Xu Cheng remained silent. It sounded like this Xu Fu was not the same person as the Xu Fu who had been there for thousands of years. It should just be the same name.

But why would a person from Japan be named Xu Fu?

"Okay, you can walk around the rest of the place slowly by yourself."

The curator reminded: "I prefer to be quiet, and I am usually in the office. If you have something to do, you can find me in the office."

In other words, don't go to him if you have nothing to do.

Xu Cheng nodded. After the curator left, he also left the Hall of Fame. Before going out, he turned his head to look at the portrait of Xu Fu on the wall.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Xu Fu in the portrait is also looking at him with a smile.

Xu Cheng and the portrait looked at each other for a few seconds, then turned and left.

The time Joyce left for the two was only one week, and it passed in a blink of an eye, which was considered urgent.

Xu Cheng didn't try to fish this time, and immediately began to look up records related to the Moon Clan in the library.

However, it should be said that it was expected that all the records about the Moon Clan were artificially deleted, as if they wanted to completely erase this family from the history of the dead.

Xu Cheng chose to check from the side, and found some information related to the Moon Clan, but unfortunately it was all fragmented, not really intelligence at all.

On the night of the last investigation into the Moon Clan's accident, they couldn't find any relevant clues.

After two consecutive days without harvest, Xu Cheng knew that his visit to the library was in vain, and he could only hope that Qiu Gongyue would gain something from the internal database.

After being free, Xu Cheng couldn't help thinking of Xu Fu and his highly confidential research results.

His curiosity has been completely aroused, and he can't help but talk about it whenever he has free time these two days, almost bewildered.

He turned to investigate Xu Fu, but Xu Fu's information was deleted even more cleanly than that of the Moon Clan. In the huge library, he couldn't find a name at all.

If it weren't for the portrait of him in the Hall of Fame, one might think that the dead man never existed.

After Xu Cheng thought for a long time, he suddenly got up and walked out, preparing to change the way of investigation.

Several library staff members watched Xu Cheng leave, but no one dared to stand up and stop the blatant absenteeism of this related household.

……

Compared with the relaxed Xu Cheng, Qiu Gongyue's side is full of dangers, dancing on the wire.

The Goddess Sect can place a curator in an unimportant place like a large library, but in an important place like an internal database, it can only place a small low-level manager.

Qiu Gongyue came here to do coolies, and the Goddess Sect can only guarantee that she will not be targeted, and everything else depends on herself.

As for coolies, it is impossible to investigate information, and they will only be overwhelmed by a lot of repetitive work every day, and they have no time to think.

But Qiu Gongyue did not lose heart or complain. She showed super working ability on the first day, and handled all the squeezed jobs perfectly and quickly. Are newbies monsters? '

Even the supervisor was alarmed and ran out to watch the excitement.

That night, an assistant in charge accidentally broke his leg when he was leaving get off work because he stepped out of the door with his left foot.

The next day, Qiu Gongyue was promoted to the temporary supervisor assistant under the envious eyes of many people.

At the level of supervisor assistant, you can have a little access to some more secret information.

But this is not enough, there are only six days left, and within six days, she must find a way to get access to the information with the highest confidentiality level.

However, Qiu Gongyue's troubles are not limited to status restrictions.

(End of this chapter)