When Kieran lifted his leg, Agernessa crawled up.
She wiped her bruised face and glanced at Kieran carefully before heading to the North section of the second floor.
Up until now, Agernessa was still in a daze.
She didn't know how things turned out like this, just like how she didn't know how the man before her eyes could attack her so easily.
She should be formless, unharmed by such attacks.
However, the pain on her face kept reminding her what she should do.
Soon, she arrived at a row of bookshelves in the North section and Agernessa brought a book to Kieran.
"This is it."
Agernessa said softly.
"Only one?"
Kieran took the book and flipped through it, frowning.
It wasn't just the quantity that was unexpected, the book in Agernessa's hand wasn't about the Index of Eat but a book about cooking utensils.
"Yes, only one on the second floor."
Agernessa nodded.
"Second floor?"
Kieran sharply caught the key point in Agernessa's words.
"I can't go to the first, third, and fourth floor, so I don't know."
Agernessa answered honestly.
"Which means you know the books on the second floor like the back of your hand?"
Kieran thought of something and turned around to ask.
Agernessa obviously felt the question was related to her fate, so she nodded without a second thought and said, "Yes, I know the books on the second floor very well."
"Very well.
"I'll call you when I need to find you."
What's your name? "
Kieran muttered to himself for a while before saying.
For Kieran, who was in desperate need of all kinds of information, an active book index was much more beneficial than a Magic to Rare rank item.
In fact, if it wasn't for the guards at the entrance, Kieran would have asked the old Book Canberlanor to help him read and organize the books.
"Cui … Agernessa."
The interrogator instinctively wanted to say the title that she was most familiar with, but after a single word escaped her mouth, she quickly reacted to the situation.
The interrogator heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Kieran didn't seem to react to the 'ominous' name.
"Bring me a cup of tea."
"Alright, I'll be right there."
The Interrogator didn't resist Kieran's order, agreeing to it just like that.
Pain could always make living things, including but not limited to humans, recognize reality.
Interrogators were like that.
Every area on the second floor had a pantry, and there were some pastries stored in the fridge. The interrogator picked two and placed them on a plate. Then, he brought them back to Kieran along with the tea.
At this time, Kieran was already flipping through the book in his hand.
The Interrogator didn't say anything. She placed the desserts and tea on the table and vanished from sight.
Reading, especially focused reading, required a lot of time.
The nameless book in Kieran's hand was 10 cm thick, and it was strenuous for Kieran because the book was mixed with a lot of ancient language of this world. Although it had the common language as support, some parts had to be compared and connected, and only after pondering for a long time could the meaning be understood.
Huu!
When the sun rose, Kieran heaved a long breath and closed the book in his hand.
At this moment, he finally understood what kind of existence the Index of Eat was.
The Index of Eat wasn't just the recipe that he thought it was, it also included cooking utensils. Because of that, the nameless book appeared in the North Sector.
If Kieran continued searching in the East Sector, he might not find anything even if he flipped the whole East Sector upside down.
Of course, the thing that concerned Kieran the most was the cooking utensils in the Index of Eat.
A special wine cup!
That's right, a wine cup!
The matching recipe … No, more precisely, the brewing technique, astonished Kieran even more.
This was because, according to the book's description, the combination of the two had surpassed the level of an ordinary Proper Meal, and it had reached the level of a true Feast.
Feast level, a level that exceeded the information that Kieran got yesterday.
"So the first level is the basics?"
Kieran sighed. He then flipped the book in his hand and carefully read through the description of the Index of Eat.
Warm wine!
Many descriptions combined to form a vocabulary, causing Kieran to squint his eyes.
He didn't like alcoholic drinks. Back when he drank [Osiris Brew] and passed out, it made Kieran reject alcohol from the bottom of his heart.
However, if there really was a wine that surpassed the level of common food in front of him, he would still be hesitant.
However, right after that, Kieran shook his head and chuckled.
He didn't even know whether the Index of Eat was real or not and he was already thinking about how to deal with the rewards?
It was a little too early.
Still, it didn't stop Kieran from ordering Bloody Mary to carry out his plan.
Of course, compared to the original plan, the current plan had been greatly modified.
After all, the person he was dealing with was no longer the same.
He closed the book and put it back. Kieran glanced over the stairs that led to the third floor of the library before he headed to the first floor.
The third floor of the library wasn't a place he could enter at his current level, even with his identity as the First Seat and Branch Leader of the Student Council.
If he wanted to enter, he would need an official professor's permission.
Other than the professor named Tyrese, Kieran didn't know any other professors in Theorate. He had only met Professor Tyrese once.
Given the circumstances, it was almost impossible for Tyrese to grant him an official permission.
However, Kieran still had to contact Tyrese through Senile.
It was also one of the reasons why he changed his plan.
It was an extremely important part of the plan.
He didn't need an official permission.
What he needed was to release some information and attract enough attention to himself.
…
E Block, cafeteria, faculty cafeteria.
Kieran easily found his target, Senile, after he walked into the cafeteria.
Senile was drinking a big glass of warm milk and had three sandwiches on a big plate.
Leonard, who often appeared with Senile, was sitting opposite him with a pot of noodle soup and two fried pies in between his fingers.
"Morning, 2567."
Senile and Leonard greeted Kieran as he walked over.
"Morning.
Senile, I want to see Professor Tyrese. "
Kieran replied to both of them before he placed his attention on Senile.
Even though they had only met a few times, Kieran knew who was the leader between the two of them.
"See Professor Tyrese?
Why? "
Senile was stunned.
"I want an official permission to go to the third floor of the library."
Kieran replied.
"It's impossible.
Even if you are the First Seat of this year's freshmen, the branch leader of the student council, and Professor Tyrese is a kind person, he will never grant you an official permission. "
Senile rejected Kieran's request right away. His eyes turned serious as he continued.
"The books on the third floor are completely different from the first and second floor.
"They have power!"
"Before you prove yourself with enough credits, it's impossible for you to get an approval from any professor."
Senile shook his head again after he finished.
"What if I have enough academic credits?"
Kieran asked.
"Impossible!
You are just a freshman. Before you follow the teacher into the Mystic State to hunt in the third year, you can never get enough academic credits to get an official permission! "
Senile said confidently.
Kieran, however, laughed.
Senile's reaction was exactly what he expected.
He couldn't help but straighten his body and speak.
"Based on what I know, the way to earn academic credits isn't just through hunting.
Exchanging valuable information for academic credits is also possible, and coincidentally … I know a piece of information!
The Index of Eat! "
After a slight pause, Kieran spilled out the information he knew.
He didn't try to suppress his voice, so it spread throughout the cafeteria. The whole cafeteria instantly fell into silence.
Everyone's gaze was on Kieran, their eyes filled with surprise and suspicion.
They were shocked that a freshman knew about the Index of Eat.
Why would a freshman know about the Index of Eat?
One thing worth noting was that the Index of Eat wasn't some common book. Even the teachers of Theorate only heard about it because of some recent events.
Amid the oppressive silence, Senile looked at Kieran in silence. His friend, Leonard, also put down the pot of soup in his hand and sized up Kieran with a never before seen serious gaze, as if he just met Kieran today.
Senile and Leonard did not look reliable at all.
In fact, both of them were unreliable, but they weren't idiots.
Quite the opposite, as the elite teachers of Theorate, both of them were quite smart.
Therefore, the moment Kieran's words subsided, both of them knew what Kieran was trying to do.
"What you are doing will only bring you trouble!"
Senile said after a deep breath.
"I've always been in a lot of trouble.
I'm getting used to it. "
Kieran said calmly.
"This time, it might be different from the trouble you're used to … Forget it, it's your problem. I'll contact Professor Tyrese as soon as possible, but I can't guarantee whether the professor will see you in the end."
Senile wanted to persuade Kieran, but before he could finish, the teacher who was afraid of trouble shrugged and kept quiet.
"That will be enough."
Kieran said as he stood up.
The cafeteria didn't forbid students from eating in the cafeteria, but everyone followed the rules quietly.
If Kieran insisted on eating in the cafeteria, no one would stop him.
However, compared to the cafeteria, Kieran was more used to the underground kitchen.
Even though Eiderburgh forbade him from entering the transfer hub, he didn't forbid him from entering the kitchen, and once he entered the kitchen, there would be plenty of food.
After seeing Kieran off, the cafeteria returned to normal.
However, Senile's sharp senses picked up a trace of unusualness.
Sigh.
Senile couldn't help but sigh again and looked at his friend.
"Let's eat."
Leonard was chewing and munching, his voice coming from his mouth.
"Em."
Senile nodded.
Although he didn't know why Kieran did it, he knew he couldn't be a part of it. All he could do was inform Professor Tyrese as soon as possible.
Senile unconsciously hastened his eating speed, so did Leonard.
After the two of them finished their meal, they placed the utensils back in the sink and left the cafeteria. The others in the cafeteria stood up one after another.
In less than 10 seconds, the crowded cafeteria was cleared out.
About ten minutes later, a secret message began to spread in a small area.
Those who heard the message, some showed disdain, some doubted, some were greedy, and some were taking pleasure in the misfortune, but regardless of which, all of them were looking at Kieran.
They all wanted to know the answer.
Even though the answer might be fake, they still wanted to know.
But who could guarantee that the answer wasn't real?
Wishful thinking was innate, and it wouldn't decrease with age. Quite the opposite, it would increase at certain times.
…
Kieran went through the underground kitchen like a gust of wind. He wiped his mouth in an inconspicuous corner and didn't care about the shouts from the kitchen. He returned to the cafeteria on the surface.
Although he couldn't eat to his heart's content, as a necessary breakfast, the amount of food he had was enough and it was nutritious.
Just like the people waiting outside the cafeteria at this moment, there were groups of students, groups of teachers, and groups representing certain professors.
They scattered around the cafeteria quietly, sizing up and judging each other.
Soon, the moment Kieran appeared, the group representing the professors stood out from the crowd and three of them walked towards Kieran.
However, the rest of them didn't leave.
They weren't willing to leave.
Or rather, they thought they still had a chance.
Looking at the three of them and sensing the gazes from the surroundings, Kieran curled his lips into a grin.
Things went smoother than he expected.
However, Kieran didn't let his guard down because of that.
He knew what was coming next was the highlight of the show.
"You are here for the Index of Eat?"
Kieran asked.
"Yes."
Among the three of them, a well-dressed middle-aged man said with a smile. The young man on his left nodded, but the middle-aged woman on his right sized up Kieran with a dubious gaze. Soon enough, a sense of hatred flashed over her eyes.
"I need to wait for Teacher Senile's reply.
Before that, I won't say anything. "
Kieran said.
"First come, first served, it's reasonable."
The well-dressed middle-aged man didn't object, the young man nodded, and the woman grunted coldly.
She stepped up, pointed at Kieran's nose, and shouted at him with a sharp voice.
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