Moreover, the reading area here on the second floor wasn't like the first, which was always crowded. The entire second floor was deserted.
It was mid-afternoon, and there wasn't a soul in sight on the second floor.
Zhang Deming gazed at the bookshelves, his eyes burning with desire. 'This is all wool to be shorn.'
'Why else would I come up here to redeem such an expensive Tier Two Technique if not to shear some wool while I'm at it!'
He only had a little over one golden light orb in his inventory. To create another script this time, Zhang Deming didn't want to be without a safety net.
'So, I'll start by shearing some wool.'
He took out a book and opened it.
Sure enough, a golden mote of light flew into his storage, and it was clearly much denser than the ones from downstairs.
Zhang Deming flipped through the books relentlessly, absorbing the Energy. Once he was done with the books, he moved on to the Jade Scrolls, not sparing a single one.
