Ducaente stood coldly in front of the bookstore. He raised his head and quietly looked at the newly opened door.
Coincidentally, his research topic this year was about the lifestyle of the commoners. Thus, he had visited almost all the commoners in the city.
Now, it was time for him to visit the furthest place.
He had been walking around the area for the entire day. Most of the places were the same as the ones he had been to before.
Only this place was different.
As a person who could not pilot a mech and did not have the qualifications to condense a helmet, he knew his fate a long time ago.
He had to work hard to learn other courses and fill in the blanks of his knowledge.
After graduation, he might become a middle or lower level commander in the fleet, or he might enter the General Staff Department and become a civilian staff member or something.
However, this was not what he wanted.
He tried his best, but due to his mental divergence, he was unable to pilot a mech, let alone condense a helmet.
After his family's test, his fate was fixed and could not be changed.
However, he could not accept such a fate!
Even if there was a chance, he would not give it up! This was the reason why he came to White Elephant University, far away from his family.
Ducaente's expression was calm as he slowly pushed open the glass door of the bookstore and walked in.
"A commoner who opened a bookstore? It can be used as a supplement for a variety of lifestyle. "
He walked into the bookstore and looked around.
The atmosphere of the light yellow bookstore was very gentle and soft, and there were some elegant things like calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.
Rows of bookshelves were made of primitive wood. Coupled with the large number of books on them, it looked quite charming.
"It's not an electronic bookshelf? Instead, it's the most primitive wooden bookshelf? "
Born in a big family, Ducaente was used to using electronic bookshelves. Now that he encountered a bookshelf made of primitive wood, he felt that it was a novelty.
He slowly walked to the bookshelf and casually flipped through the books.
Most of the books here were university textbooks. Only a few were miscellaneous books.
After flipping through a few, he felt that it was boring. As long as the contents of the books were related to his profession, he had already mastered them all.
As the top civilian elite student of White Elephant University, regardless of his background, knowledge, results, or even actual combat, they were far beyond the comprehension of ordinary students.
This was also one of the reasons why he wanted to break free from his fate.
In the entire school, there were only a few dozen people who could surpass him in terms of academics. Except that he couldn't pilot a mech.
Ducaente slowly swept his gaze over the new bookshelf, but he soon lost interest.
But when he turned around, he was surprised to see rows of old bookshelves in the corner behind him.
Most of the books on the shelves were old books. Just by looking at the cover, it gave people a sense of age.
Ducaente had a special love for books since he was young. His favorite places were libraries, bookstores, and the like.
Books were the crystallization of human thoughts and knowledge. From every book, he could experience and touch upon many lofty thoughts that were out of reach.
This was a clash of ideas, as well as a sublimation and complement of knowledge.
This was also the reason why he would pass by the bookstore and take the initiative to look around.
Looking at the rows of old books on the old bookshelf, Ducaentte slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked the bookshelf.
Soon, his hand landed lightly on an old yellow book without a cover.
The book didn't have a title, so he didn't know what it was about.
But Ducaente strangely pulled it out, held it in his hand, and gently flipped it open.
The book only contained some ordinary mech knowledge that was out of date.
This made Ducaente a little disappointed.
He casually flipped through it and was about to put it back on the shelf.
Suddenly, his finger accidentally touched the last page of the book. There seemed to be something stuck in the cover.
He was slightly surprised and gently flipped to the last page. Suddenly, he saw that there was a bulging thing in the middle of the cover of the old book.
Out of curiosity, he slowly used his fingernail to carefully push this thing out from the cover.
To his surprise, it was a worn-out piece of light yellow paper.
Ducaente was stunned for a moment and suddenly became a little interested.
He was about to carefully open this piece of paper.
Suddenly, a calm voice came from behind him.
"Have you thought it through? Open it and your original life may be irreparably affected. "
Ducaente turned around and saw the male boss who was originally sitting at the counter put down the book in his hand and calmly stared at him.
"It's just a piece of paper," Ducaente said calmly. As the third elite of the year in the close combat course, he could easily defeat five students of the same year, not to mention these ordinary people outside who had never trained in close combat.
Powerful strength gave him great confidence.
Therefore, even if he was frightened by the other party's voice, he didn't have the slightest change in expression.
At that moment, he did not hesitate to open the old yellow paper.
There was a strange symbol recorded on the paper.
It looked like a strange symbol that looked like a snake.
What surprised Ducaentte the most was that after staring at the symbol for two seconds, the symbol on the paper distorted and disappeared right in front of his eyes??!
“！！？”
He blinked his eyes and carefully examined the paper, but he couldn't see the shadow of the symbol.
"What's going on?" He couldn't understand.
If it was electronic paper, he would be able to identify the material.
But the paper in his hand was the most ordinary yellow paper …
He looked at it over and over again, and the symbol completely disappeared.
What was even more unacceptable was that as long as he closed his eyes, he could clearly see the mysterious snake-like symbol, as if it was engraved in his mind.
Ducaente suddenly raised his head and looked at the shop owner again, but the other party had already closed his eyes.
After pondering for a moment, he put the yellow paper back into the cover of the book, and then put the book back to its original place. Facing the bookstore owner, he gently pressed his left shoulder with his right hand as a salute.
He already felt that this bookstore was unusual.
The bookstore owner was unfathomable, and the symbol that he had never seen before made his heart surge with a strange feeling.
He had always been very respectful towards experts and hermits.
After saluting, he stood in the shop and waited for a while. He found that the boss had no intention of opening his eyes to speak, nor did he notice any changes in his body. Therefore, he saluted again, turned around, and slowly left.
Since the other party was unwilling to contact him, he was not someone who couldn't differentiate good from bad. The bookstore was here, and there would be another chance to contact him.
But he didn't know that this trip to the bookstore would completely change his life.
The pure power of the Holyspirit Palace, and the pure power of the Mech Armor. After obtaining a lot of test data from Bren, Lin Sheng had already begun to select suitable candidates for preaching.
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