The sound of footsteps approached from afar.
As the footsteps gradually approached.
Zhang Hui could clearly feel that the space around him had begun to wrinkle.
Many of them were even superimposed together in disorder.
That made him even more afraid.
Just walking had caused the space to be in disorder.
If he made a move...
Perhaps the entire Jiangcheng City might be torn into pieces by his power and fall into an unknown time and space.
At this time, Zhang Hui could not help but feel lucky that the commander-in-chief had gone to the Beizhou.
If the commander-in-chief was here and something happened to him.
The entire world would probably be in chaos.
As he thought of this, the owner of this place placed a book in front of Zhang Hui.
"Customer... take a look at this book..." he calmly sat on the sofa opposite him, picked up the teacup again, and took a sip. "I think you will like it!"
Seemingly calm words.
But it made Zhang Hui's hair stand on end.
There seemed to be something gently climbing onto the back of his neck.
The cold, slippery, and strange touch made Zhang Hui speechless.
Did he dare not like it?
He definitely did not dare!
Taking a deep breath, he lowered his head to look at the book in front of him.
The cover of the book seemed to be a specimen of some kind of deformed creature.
It seemed to be some kind of plant. It had four grayish-white stems with flower buds growing on them.
But it also seemed to be some kind of animal. It had a huge hook, similar to a crab's pincer.
There was also a head-like organ.
Under this organ, there were tentacles hanging down.
When Zhang Hui looked at it, this thing actually opened its eyes.
To be precise, it should be a compound eye on one of its organs.
"Rationality..."
"Mortal..."
"You should never be rational..."
A voice whispered in Zhang Hui's ear, "Look... this is the fate of the so-called race that is always rational!"
When the voice disappeared.
The book in front of him had undergone some extremely mysterious change.
The body of the monster on the cover should have melted bit by bit and finally merged into the pages of the book.
And the name of the book slowly emerged from the cover.
The Book of Reason.
That was its name.
It was simple, easy to remember, and easy to understand.
Just looking at the title of the book, Zhang Hui roughly understood. This was a book that taught people to maintain rationality and strengthen their spirit. In the end, they could leave their physical body and have their spirit forever.
Its author was the monster that looked like both a plant and an animal.
However, it was clear that the monster was not strong enough.
Therefore, it became a specimen.
Even its books had become the spoils of war of the enemy.
In the end, it was displayed in the ancient god's collection hall.
He had become a commodity.
These were the contents that inexplicably appeared in Zhang Hui's mind when he looked at the title of the book on the cover.
Zhang Hui turned to look at Situ He.
Situ He gently shook his head at him.
"So..." Zhang Hui thought, "Only I can see what's on the cover of this book?"
This was something he had agreed upon with Situ He beforehand.
Thus, Zhang Hui raised his head and looked at the ancient god sitting opposite him.
The fire in his eyes gradually rose.
Zhang Hui looked at him.
The fear and uneasiness in his heart had already climbed to the peak.
Because Zhang Hui found himself standing in front of the other party as if he was naked.
All of his secrets were laid bare.
Very few people knew that he, the top expert of the Federal Empire's Blackguard and the guardian of the Imperial Palace, actually had a fatal hidden danger.
That was that his body was on the verge of collapse.
That was why he had retreated from the frontline of the Blackguard to the Imperial Palace.
In name, he was protecting the royal family, but in reality, he was recuperating from his injuries and struggling at death's door.
He knew it, and so did the commander-in-chief.
His body could only support him three more times at most.
After three times, this body was about to collapse.
If his body was gone, he would naturally not be able to live.
However, the book in front of him gave him a new choice.
His body was dead.
As long as his spirit or soul was strong enough, he could change to another one.
Just like the monster that was framed, it had changed its body at least a dozen times.
Moreover, it was a body of a different race.
To that monster, his body was about the same as the shell of a hermit crab.
Then, he thought of the book that Situ He had bought from here.
It was also directly aimed at his shortcomings and bottlenecks.
Zhang Hui understood that all his schemes and schemes were probably like children's games in the eyes of the ancient god in front of him.
The other party was probably like an adult playing with a child, looking at everything with the mentality of a game.
Thinking of this, a little sweat appeared on Zhang Hui\'s forehead.
Because this meant that all his and Situ He\'s schemes were seen by the other party.
Then, how would the adults treat some naughty children who tried to be mischievous?
This made Zhang Hui\'s attitude become extremely humble.
"Sir..." he asked, "I wonder, what price do you intend to offer for this book?"
… …
Ling Ping\ 'an happily walked to the counter and took out two cards.
Then, he handed the two cards to the customer, "Thank you for your kindness, 104 yuan!"
"Customer..."
"You can pay by scanning the code!"
"Of course, you can also pay in cash!"
The young bookstore owner was a little excited when he spoke.
It had been a month!
It had been a month!
Was it finally going to open for business?
… …
Zhang Hui looked at the two card-like things that were handed over.
Drops of blood and tears lingered in them.
Cries of anguish echoed in the whirlpool of cards.
It was just as Situ He had described.
Zhang Hui knew that as long as he took out his phone and scanned the code, these two cards would be deducted.
Then, the deduction would be his soul or lifespan.
However, it was different from Situ He.
Zhang Hui didn\'t think too much about it.
He didn\'t even hesitate.
In fact, before entering this bookstore, Zhang Hui had already made up his mind.
He was an orphan.
When he was born, he suffered from a congenital disease, so his biological mother abandoned him in the toilet of the hospital.
It was the nurses of the hospital who found him and saved him.
Then, it was the\ 'National Relief Foundation\' of the Federal Empire that raised him, treated him, and even sponsored him all the way through college.
In the end, before he graduated from college, he awakened the so-called\ 'inspiration\' by chance and became a transcendent being.
Then, he passed the Blackguard\'s exam.
Therefore, he was raised by the country.
It was the taxes paid by the people that allowed him to live to this day and become such a high-ranking and powerful person today.
One had to learn to be grateful.
People who didn\'t know how to be grateful were worse than animals!
"I\'m just a broken body..." he took out his phone and calmly scanned the code. Under Situ He\'s red eyes, he completed the scan.
There was a beep.
Zhang Hui felt that his soul had been stamped by some existence.
In that instant, he felt as if something had been added to his soul.
His intuition told him that as long as he died.
Then, his soul would no longer be under his control.
Perhaps, he would also become a monster in this strange and terrifying bookstore, or one of the members in the depths of the fog.
At that time, he might be able to know the true origin of the owner of this bookstore.
But, it was as a servant, as a guard.
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