Alien world

Chapter 28 Chapter 28. Bad News

A carriage stopped at the door of the library.

Annan took two stacks of books from the coachman, returned to the library before the carriage kicked up dust, opened the kraft paper bags, and skillfully placed them into the bookshelves according to categories.

Today, the books in the bookcase are no longer randomly placed as before.The solemn and solemn war history is adjacent to the erotic literature, and the fairy tale book and geography are placed together.

As for sorting alphabetically...

Frankly speaking, Annan and Victor guarded a library that few people came to.Only local aristocrats, wealthy people, and travelers passing through the town will enter the door.

The former never came here to read books—they just followed the instructions of their parents to establish a good relationship with Mr. Victor, or hoped to become Mr. Victor's magic apprentice.Like Little Winchester.

Most importantly, Mr. Victor did not give him more salary.

The light shining into the library was changing, and the carriage that blocked the doors and windows drove away.

Annan came to Mr. Victor in the quiet library: "Mr. Victor, I have a friend who also wants to come to the library to read."

"What are the visitor rules of the library?" The ancient book filled with runes that Annan couldn't understand was turned to the next page.

There are no visitor rules, and the library does not ban any visitors.

"But she's not human..."

Annan told Victor that Tasia was a half-tauren.

Mr. Victor ignored Annan, but his attitude has already explained the problem.

That night, Annan, who got into the wine cellar, told Tasia the good news.

"Thank you, Annan."

The firelight reflected Tasia's no longer numb eyes.

"It's nothing... I'll come to you tomorrow morning."

Annan hurried out of the cellar.

There's something special about Gein tonight—the bard talks about the finale of "Break the Sky".

The drinkers ignored Evelyn's cute rabbit ears, and the women didn't care about Fast's muscular figure. They were quiet and focused, immersed in the bard's story.

When the bard put an end to the story that lasted for half a month, he played the lute and sang along with the soothing sound of the lute: "In Pinglin Town, in Breeze City, above the sea of ​​clouds, the flame spirit soars -"

Annan changed it to be closer to the different world on the basis of the original work, while the bard changed it to be closer to life on the basis of Annan.

What kind of story is more likely to resonate?

The answer is things around you.

So in the bard's story, Sean's family became Pinglin Town, Utan City became Breeze City, and all of this happened hundreds of years ago.As for whether Pinglin Town existed at that time, it didn't matter at all.

Like a drunk who doesn't care what the hell is the crumbs at the bottom of the rye.

There was no lively shouting, and the emotions of the guests fell into a melancholy calm with the passing of the piano sound.

Until the fingertips of the bard scratched the strings, the veil called Joy swept over the hearts of everyone in the tavern, reinvigorating them.Fast frowned slightly, but he didn't resist the positive emotions.

"Whoever brought us the story, what do you want to say?" the bard said with a smile.

As if the spotlight had fallen, everyone in the tavern focused their attention on Annan at the same time.

Annan, who was completely unprepared, was slightly startled, and reluctantly said to the gaze: "I hope "Breaking the Sky" can be published."

"I support you!"

"I'll buy a copy!"

"Me too!"

"If there is a part about the cave in the Warcraft Mountains, I want a copy too!"

The guests joined in the excitement and shouted.As for whether you can understand it, and whether you have money to buy books... the former is not important, the atmosphere has already been set in place.As for the latter, most of the people who often hang out in taverns are out-of-work and middle-class people.They can't afford much money, but it's not a problem to spend dozens of copper coins to buy a book.

It so happened that a traveling merchant who was going to Breeze City happened to be in the tavern. After listening to the story vividly told by the bard, watching the enthusiasm of the guests and Annan's speech, he happened to stand up and say that he would bring this story to Breeze City. bookstore.

Pinglin Town is too small, even if one person buys books for every 100 people, there are only three or forty people.

Cheers and toasts poured out to the traveling merchant.

The wandering merchant negotiates business as quickly as he wanders through every town.Witnessed by everyone in the tavern, Annan and the merchant signed a contract with the legal effect of Allen Continent.The traveler will sell "Fallen Sky" and get 10% of Annan's profit, and Annan will get the reward paid in advance by the traveler-exactly one gold coin.

But Fast accepted the money for Annan.

Annan was a little puzzled, but said nothing.

Traveling Merchant will stay here for another day, giving Annan time to revise "Breaking the Sky" thoroughly and localize it.

Like the tranquility after the curtain falls, the late-night tavern becomes a soothing place with only the sound of the lute.

Annan moved closer to the bard.

"You already knew?"

Annan guessed that he used pep tricks when he told the story.

"The tavern can't do without me, so I can only let others go." The bard didn't deny it.

The familiar sound of boots came from behind, and Mr. Fast also came over: "Holding too much money will cause you trouble, put it with me first."

Annan almost guessed the reason, and asked him, "Where should I go to test my aptitude?"

"City of Breeze, but I suggest you ask Mr. Victor first."

The dream opportunity was close at hand, Annan tossed and turned, and even wanted to knock on the door of Mr. Victor's room late at night-it was almost dawn when he fell asleep.

Come to the library in good spirits, unlock the door, and clean up in a happy mood.Annan was about to say something when Mr. Victor arrived.

"Lock the door and follow me," Victor said.

Annan locked the door of the library in doubt, and followed Victor to the basement.

The old man took out a wooden box from his arms and put it on the table, and opened it - an irregular dim crystal lay quietly at the bottom of the wooden box.

"A Philosopher's Stone with Perception can be used 50 times." Mr. Victor's tone was still stiff and blunt, "It has been used 49 times."

Annan inexplicably thought that the perception technique is a three-ring magic, elite mages can cast spells, and a non-attribute magic stone is worth 3 gold.And the Perception Philosopher's Stone tests a gold coin each time, and can be used 50 times, which is equivalent to 50 gold.Aside from the cost, a Perception Sorcerer's Stone nets 47 gold...

Then Annan shook the thought of the smell of copper out of his mind.

Mage earns money fast and spends money faster.

Annan asked unexpectedly, "Did you prepare this for me?"

"I made it for the rats in the gutter."

Annan took a deep breath and put his hand on the Philosopher's Stone.

The slightly cool touch spread into the palm, and the magic stone was perceived to light up a weak and dim fluorescence.

This means that Annan's magic affinity is level 0.

As if it was a cruel joke of fate, the two people in the library can only be mage apprentices.

(End of this chapter)