Handing over the final duplicate page to the bartender robot, it emitted a sound:
"Sorting complete.
No duplicate pages remaining.
Would you like to extract?"
"Extract." Yang Yu did not hesitate in the slightest.
The lights on the bartender robot's face flashed continuously, the door on its chest slowly opened, and it pulled out a thick book wrapped in ancient sheepskin, placing it in front of Yang Yu.
Gently flipping through the book, the pages written in ancient scripts changed rapidly in Yang Yu's eyes.
After much effort, they finally collected all the pages.
"We've collected the entire book. You said there would be a grand gift, can you tell me now what the gift is?"
The bartender robot moved a few steps closer to Yang Yu and suddenly bowed:
"Congratulations on collecting all the pages.
If you hand over this book to me, you will receive one million Points.
The prize exchange pool will also be temporarily sealed until you have selected all the items you need."
