……


    "Your room is on the left side of the hall on the first floor. It''s very spacious. Every day''s food is delivered by a special person. I''m sure you have everything you want to eat... Whether it''s a state dinner or a foreign food, you can order whatever you want, and someone will bring it to you. " Looking at Spencer''s expression, the old librarian said: "don''t doubt why a small librarian can enjoy these things. We should know clearly for whom we manage the library!"


    "Yes, Mr. curator!"


    ……


    "This is a geographical area. I don''t need to introduce it to you carefully. It covers the whole world! What''s more, the contents marked inside are all military grade.... "


    "This is a natural area..."


    "This is the flora..."


    "This is the mineral area..."


    "Animal zone..."


    ……


    "This is the alchemy district and the mystics district!"


    Spencer puzzled asked: "this knowledge... So put here?"


    The old librarian said with a smile: "Wizard Wang is not mean. This knowledge is open to all the people, but so far no one can freely enter and leave this industrial park!"


    He pointed to the vast area: "although the library has only two floors, you can freely read the books and knowledge here. Don''t worry, no one will disturb you, just a little bit. A room on the second floor of the library is the rest place for the wizard king. You can also go in, just be careful not to dirty it


    "Don''t worry, Mr. curator!"


    The old librarian patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "now I''m not the librarian, you are! Work hard, young man. Although this position is not bright, but I dare say that the monthly salary is enough for you to buy a villa in the most prosperous wizard street in the capital! I don''t need to say the value of that lot! "


    "Yes, I know the value there!"


    "That''s good. Now it''s time for you to start your work, and I should go... In the next few days, I''m going to travel around the country!"


    "Good health, Mr. curator!"


    ……


    "Are you absolutely confident that there are no monitoring facilities here?" Spencer looked around the environment, but also carefully with their own knowledge, careful investigation here, until the exact answer.


    "Take a closer look here first."


    Visitors to this vast area of the library, the library itself is not large, the area is mostly gardens and planted plants and small animals and so on.


    The library itself is not big, but inside, it is quite shocking.


    The area is quite vast. The area on the first floor alone is divided into hundreds. Although the area on the second floor is very small, there are dozens of areas. We can imagine how many books there are.


    After a day''s tour, I didn''t get a thorough understanding of the place. I''m looking at the fading sky. Spencer stroked his stomach and turned to his private room.


    ……


    Just walked into the room, Spencer found that his dinner had already been put there, open a look, the food is very rich. There''s meat, there''s vegetables, there''s fruit, there''s soup


    Meimei began to enjoy it, feeling secretly.


    "If you don''t want to find that thing for the sacrificial Lord, you can work here all your life."


    In the twinkling of an eye, thinking about his efforts and wishes to organize a thousand years, Spencer put away his mixed emotions. As a spy who has been latent for nearly 20 years, Spencer has not been used until recently. He was asked to work in the library of the western suburb industrial zone to find a special Scripture.


    "The black Sutra of the dead?"


    Spencer recited the name of the book: "the book of magic about the dead? I don''t know what''s the use of the organization to ask for this book, but it would choose to start me up! "


    Spencer felt a little unbelievable. He was a native of tuteham, though his name was a bit westernized. But his appearance is obviously tutehem, but his mother is a foreign woman. He also knows that his mother is a spy of organization training just like him. She married a local tuteham man, gave birth to children, and then trained to be a spy when she was a little older.


    Sneak into the country in various working capacities to perform special tasks.


    They can only sneak into the country in this capacity, otherwise, without the blood of local people, it is difficult to enter the leadership of the country. When he entered the library, Spencer was an official of the national government. Although the rank is not high, it is not small. In addition to the funds provided by the mysterious organization, they were able to work in this high-tech industrial zone.


    "I just don''t know where the others went."


    With this in mind, Spencer went to sleep.


    ……


    The next morning, more than eight o''clock, Spencer got up to wash, had a simple but rich breakfast, and began to work at nine o''clock. He began to check the books in various areas, and by the way, he secretly searched for the black Sutra of the dead.


    But the library is too big to find, as a high-level spy, his professionalism is very high. Not deliberately blind to find, but let yourself like a normal worker, careful work, and then wait for the opportunity to find.


    "It''s too big here. It''s very small on the outside, but it''s very broad on the inside!" Spencer looked at the internal environment and said in secret, "is there magic power here?"


    ……


    For several months, Spencer has been working hard. His daily task is to sort out the books in various areas. Put them away and count the books at the same time.


    The library is open once every three to five days, which gives him enough time to count books.


    Every day in the library, there are not many people coming and going, and the books borrowed are registered with him. Set a return date. If he fails to return the book within the time limit, he must inform the people in the police station and ask for it from the borrower.


    So, he''s just a librarian.


    But he has more power than the mayor.


    This is because the identity of the owner of the library he manages is too special. This also means that even if he is just a curator, he can drive government departments to help himself.


    ……


    "Here, it''s fascinating!"


    He has two days of rest every week, including three to five days of counting work, which is equal to one week of rest. The library is open to the public once every two weeks, and the salary and welfare are very high.


    This is equivalent to raising an idle person for nothing, and the salary is very high.


    If you say it, it will make countless people envious.


    ……


    At present, Spencer is resting and entertaining in the entertainment area of the industrial park. There are not only cafes, entertainment places, shopping and other places, but also a high-grade brothel!


    This kind of service is not prohibited in the whole country, but women are not allowed to do this kind of work. Therefore, these prostitutes are all foreign women. In Europe, Asia, America and other places, there are no black people.


    Although entering the new century, the society has also changed.


    But the pride of the tutehem makes them despise the Negroes who used to be slaves. In particular, black people have always played the role of slaves in the history of this country.


    Because of this historical legacy, the whole country has no preference for blacks at all. Not to let black people in, not to intermarry with them, and so on.


    In fact, few men (women) in this country choose to intermarry with foreign women (men).


    The whole country gives the outside world a strong sense of contradiction.


    Both conservative and open, maintaining the ancient tradition, while actively contacting with the outside world. At the same time, to avoid some bad ideas into the country, polluting the traditional thinking of the people.


    ……


    "Is intelligence really right?"


    A few months later, Spencer still has no harvest, which makes him begin to doubt whether the intelligence is correct. However, in fact, even this mysterious organization is not sure about this. It just thinks that the most possible is in this library. It''s just a blind cat''s plan to meet a dead mouse. If you can find the best, you can lose nothing.


    Spencer is not thinking about these intelligence problems. Although he doubts them, he can''t confirm them. As a spy, his task is to keep lurking, do his job well, and don''t think about other things.


    Moreover, we should not only paralyze the enemy, but also ourselves.


    As a spy, what he learned was not related combat skills, but intelligent spy. Rely on their own minds, steal the information they want, and then pass it on.


    Therefore, Spencer does not have the slightest combat skills, and he has no trace of practicing martial arts. I''m just an ordinary person. At most, I''m strong and muscular, but it''s nothing. Fitness exercise, in which countries have, muscle mass does not represent anything, so this is completely assured bold to do. In other performances, Spencer and normal people are the same, what to play and what to play. If you want to play with guns, you can go to a special shooting club, and everything is the same as normal people.


    ……


    "I''ve searched here many times, but I haven''t found it. Is it..." looking at the rest room of the wizard King worshipped by this country: "and the hidden mechanism dark grid?"


    Spencer searched many times, the entire lounge searched countless times, but did not find the existence of the mechanism.


    Either this room is an ordinary resting place, and there is no secret room for any mechanism, or the mechanism in this room is extremely hidden, and I didn''t find it.


    Spencer''s intuition told him there was a secret.


    He pretended to knock unconscious, repeatedly looking for.


    "There must be something I''ve overlooked!"


    Reception rooms, rest rooms, beds, carpets, floors, toilets, staircases, gates, tea tables, murals, domes... He thought of almost all of them.


    However, no clues have been found, and no corresponding clues have been found.


    "There must be, there must be!"


    The intuition in his heart told him so.


    Spencer also believes in his own intuition. He has been very smart and sensitive since he was a child... Relying on his unique sense and intuition, he has done a lot of things.


    "Where are you, where are you..."


    All of a sudden, Spencer felt his temples swelled, his eyes seemed to be congested, and he looked at things vaguely, which made him very uncomfortable


    "What''s the matter, eyes..."


    He rubbed his eyes, followed by a faint white light shining from his eyes, and then


    "Wonderful feeling!"


    He felt that what he saw was different. He seemed to be able to penetrate walls, floors and everything


    "Magical things!"


    He looked at the floor under his feet, from the second floor through the first floor.


    The scene of the first floor was clearly seen by his eyes. He saw a strange force, which greatly expanded the whole interior of the building. Moreover, this force is very strong and stable


    "Is it this special force that props up the inner space?"


    Spencer is very interesting, this is the first time he came into contact with this kind of mystical things, everything is full of attraction to him.


    Then he looked at the little lounge.


    "Sure enough!"


    Spencer looks at the desk in front of him with a smile. At the bottom corner of the desk, there is a seamless "little thing". How to look at it, it''s just the bulge of the corner. However, in Spencer''s eyes, it''s not like this.


    That means, this is the switch of the dark box.


    He stepped forward and pressed the switch!


    Click, click!


    The obvious sound of opening the mechanism sounded, and then on the mural of the wall, a secret dark grid was opened, on which a wooden box with exquisite workmanship was placed.


    Ah ~ ah ~ ah~


    When Spencer opened the wooden box, he seemed to hear the murmur of the dead again and again... He opened a layer of white linen cloth to reveal the hidden scriptures. A black Sutra, carved with patterns he could not understand.


    "Ancient Egyptian writing!"


    He excitedly looked at the black book and stroked it: "the black Sutra of the dead!"


    ……