It's like pushing open the door of a small cabin, only to find a massive hall inside, an overwhelming spatial dislocation. As Fang Hong walked on the thick hand-woven carpet, seeing the doors leading straight to the end, he realized why this place was called the 'Hall of Thousand Doors'.
Even more striking was the space above the hall.
Fang Hong raised his head and discovered there was no dome, but a void overhead, with countless bookshelves and books suspended, and spiral staircases leading to these massive bookshelves, like an ocean of Knowledge.
Yet the spiral staircases were not connected to the ground, leaving one to wonder how to reach them. Occasionally, a bright lightning bolt would streak through the void deep within the bookshelves.
He stared blankly for quite some time.
