The first floor of the library is reserved for the freshmen and sophomores, while Baiyu went straight to the second floor.
It was very spacious.
You had to look across several tables to spot someone.
Not everyone comes to the library to study; without a master's guidance in class, misguided learning could easily result in adverse effects.
Plus, with the library's vastness, it felt even more empty.
In fact, there are fewer students self-studying in the library than martial artists in society.
Baiyu comfortably found a spot to sit, and officially began the elite task!
Eight hours of book-reading in the library!
"Let's start with the last volume of 'Introduction to Mysticism.'
It's the final book in the high school mysticism course; although it's an elective and won't be counted towards exams, it's still worth a look."
A prudent man leaves no blind spots for himself.
Baiyu picked up a hefty leather-bound book from the shelf and attentively opened it.
Studying requires 100% concentration!
Especially mysticism!
"The seven gods watch over the entire Canglan Star, but in the shadows, many evil gods lurk; ordinary people who hear their mumblings would go mad, or even mutate..."
Baiyu felt a slight chill.
On the front page of this mysticism book, it started introducing several divine spirits.
He knew that true divine spirits existed in this world.
These were not rumors; they were real divine spirits!
However, world history seemed to have a gap; before the Radiant Calendar began, over a thousand years ago, divine spirits rarely appeared before people.
Finally, even divine miracles rarely descended.
The seven true divine are recognized by the entire continent.
Only the seven true divine spirits can rightfully establish churches and build chapels on the continent.
Other hidden organizations are generally considered heretical.
"The God of Steam and Mechanics, the Foolish Wise Man, the Goddess of Harvest..."
"The latter four were not described?"
Baiyu was taken aback.
He had tried before, but couldn't find any information about the seven gods online.
This is the most puzzling part.
The seven gods are recognized as true divine spirits by the government, people, and the Imperial; countless believers worship them, and churches are everywhere, but there's no information online.
It was quite unexpected that he managed to find records about the seven gods this time.
Such records about deities are extremely rare.
"Phew, keep calm."
"The divine saints' names are even recorded; the God of Steam and Mechanics surprisingly involves drawing a circle first and then crossing it out. I wonder, which genius thought of such a saint's name?"
Baiyu dared not speak aloud but quietly grumbled in his heart.
The divine spirits must not be casually desecrated; their names must not be casually spoken.
Otherwise, it might trigger some uncontrollable change.
Such as attracting the divine spirit's attention.
Though this possibility is small, what if it happens?
Then there wouldn't even be time to arrange for posthumous matters.
Divine spirits cannot be directly gazed upon or inquired about!
"Grumbling in my heart should be fine, God of Steam and Mechanics, I'm not grumbling about you, it's just that your saint's name has too many pitfalls."
Baiyu quickly drew a circle and a cross on his chest.
He wasn't a follower of any divine spirit, but now that he had the chance to learn about the saints' names and some basic blessing and prayer phrases of their churches, Baiyu certainly wouldn't miss out.
Unknowingly, time flew by.
Although these contents weren't much, memorizing them wasn't a simple task.
Many things require repeated viewing; otherwise, they might be forgotten at a glance.
This has nothing to do with memory.
Anything linked with the extraordinary cannot be approached with common sense.
Three hours later.
Baiyu closed the book, shut his eyes, and calmed the chaotic, gray, and depraved thoughts stirred by reading various mysteries.
"Three hours have passed. I didn't hear any mumblings or pause midway, is it because of the Scholar System?"
Staring at the mechanical watch's time, Baiyu fell into contemplation.
Reading mysticism books continuously for three hours is a terrifying task.
Just understanding these mysticism-related knowledge, understanding deity-related things, makes one feel irritable, forcing a halt after a period of studying and memorizing.
While reading these knowledge, you'd also occasionally be affected by void mumblings.
Usually, Baiyu would be affected by mumblings too.
But this time, during the reading process, he was completely undisturbed.
His mind was clear, without a hint of mumblings.
"It seems that because of the system, during the task time, study flows smoothly, hitting the mark?"
Baiyu felt like he discovered a new continent.
If that's the case, then he wouldn't hold back.
[Reading the seventh volume of 'Introduction to Mysticism' completed, comprehension rate 100%!]
An electronic synthesized voice echoed in his mind.
Comprehension rate at 100%, meaning he memorized so much content.
The efficiency was astonishingly high.
Typically memorizing 10% in three hours is already impressive!
Satisfied, Baiyu put the book down, preparing to continue the enjoyable book-reading journey.
As he looked up.
A terrifying, familiar face greeted him.
Yue Zian!
Actually, two hours ago, this perennial second place sat across from Baiyu at the table, just staring at him unnervingly.
Now, Yue Zian's expression was even more terrifying than during the day.
His eyes were bloodshot, two dark circles hung under them, resembling a panda.
His entire face was devoid of color, like a destitute man on his deathbed.
"Damn, are you going to mutate?"
Baiyu was startled.
Yue Zian shook his head, revealing a wise gaze: "I've just slept eight hours over three days; my mind is quite normal. You achieved today's results likely by secretly working hard. Tsk tsk, reading continuously for three hours, you must be at your limit now; looks like I've given you a lot of pressure."
"Did you come to the library just to tell me this?"
Confirming no signs of mutation from the other, Baiyu felt relieved.
"Of course! Perhaps others may not understand, but relentlessly climbing higher in learning is the most important thing to me. No matter how strong the obstacles are ahead, I won't back down. I, Yue Zian, will surpass you!"
Yue Zian's pupils kindled with fierce flames.
Baiyu felt chills all over.
What's with this typical protagonist speech from Japanese working-class manga? Could this bastard be a world-protagonist-type character?
Seeing the other's fervent demeanor, Baiyu nonchalantly shifted a space aside.
Idiocy is contagious.
Silently, he pulled another book 'On the Unbreakable Link Between Mysticism and Martial Artists' from the nearby shelf and opened it once more.
"Hey hey, you've already read for three hours, you can still read?"
Yue Zian's face twisted oddly.
"I had the aunt set the clock for eight hours, the remaining five can't be wasted." Baiyu replied in a tone reserved for idiots.
Yue Zian's face darkened repeatedly.
Even exerting himself desperately, he could barely last four hours, needing pauses to calm himself.
Can this guy really withstand all the negative emotions and read for eight hours straight?