Chapter 709: Layout 3

Dukaent stood indifferently in front of the bookstore. Looking up at the newly opened shop door quietly.
This year's research just happened to focus on the aspects of ordinary people's life, so he ran all over the city, almost all the neighborhoods where ordinary people live.
It's time for the farthest turn of the piece.
He had been walking around the day before, and most of the places were no different from those he had been to before.
Only here.
As a Pinter who was unable to drive a mech and was not qualified to condense his helmet, he knew his destiny long ago.
Efforts to study other courses, and strive to fill their own blind spots.
After graduating, maybe go to the fleet to be a middle and lower commander, or maybe go to the staff to be a civilian staff or something.
But that was not what he wanted.
He worked hard, but because of the problem of mental divergence, he could not drive the mech, let alone condense the helmet.
After the family test, his fate has been fixed and cannot be changed.
But he didn't accept this fate!
Even if there is a chance, he will never give up! This is why he came to study at White Elephant University, far from his family.
Dukaent looked calm, slowly opened the bookstore glass door, and walked in.
"An ordinary person who opens a bookstore? It can be used as a supplementary content for a variety of lifestyles."
He walked into the bookstore and looked around.
The pale yellow bookstore atmosphere is very gentle and soft, with some elegant things such as calligraphy and calligraphy on the walls.
Rows of bookshelves are made of raw wood, and with a lot of books on top, they look quite charming.
"It's not an electronic information bookshelf? It's the most primitive wooden bookshelf?"
Dukaent, who is from a large family, has become accustomed to using electronic bookshelves. Now he suddenly encountered a family using original wooden bookshelves, but it was very novel.
He walked slowly to the bookshelf and flipped through the books at will.
Most of the books here are university textbooks, only a few are miscellaneous books.
He looked at it a little and felt boring. The contents of the book here, as long as it is his professional direction, he has long mastered.
As the top civilian elite student at White Elephant University, no matter his origin, knowledge, grades, or even actual combat, he is far beyond the understanding of ordinary students.
This is also one of the confidence that he wants to break free of fate.
There are only a dozen people who can beat him in pure academics in the entire school. Except not being able to drive mechs.
Dukaent slowly scanned the new bookshelf, and soon lost interest.
But turning around, he unexpectedly saw rows of old bookshelves in the rear corner.
Almost all these bookshelves are old books. Just looking at the cover gives a sense of time.
Dukaent has a special feeling for books since he was a child. His favorite places are libraries and bookstores.
Books are the crystallization of human thought and knowledge. From each book, he can experience and touch many of you's far-reaching ideas.
This is the collision of thinking, and the sublimation and compensation of knowledge.
This is why he would pass by the bookstore and take the initiative to come and go.
Looking at the rows of old books on the old bookshelf, Dukaente slowly stretched out his hands and stroked them on the bookshelf.
Soon, his hand fell lightly on an old yellow leather book without a cover.
Obviously this book doesn't have any text title, I don't know what's inside.
But Dukaent pulled it out bizarrely, held it in his hand, and opened it gently.
The book is just some common outdated mecha knowledge.
This disappointed Dukaent.
He flipped at will and was about to return to the bookshelf.
Suddenly, his finger accidentally touched the position of the last page of the book, where something seemed to be caught in the cover.
He hesitated slightly, turning to the last page, and suddenly saw that there was something bulging on the cover of the old book.
Curious, he slowly used his nails to carefully push this thing out of the mezzanine.
To his surprise, this was a piece of pale yellow paper that looked very worn.
Dukaent stunned, and immediately became interested.
He was about to open the paper carefully.
Suddenly a bland voice came from behind him.
"Did you think about it? Opening it up, your original life may be affected irretrievably."
Dukaent turned back abruptly, just seeing the male boss who was sitting at the counter, laying down the book in his hand, and staring calmly at himself.
"It's just a piece of paper," Dukaint said flatly. As the third-year elite of the melee combat course, he can easily defeat five students in the same grade, let alone those ordinary people who have not trained in the combat course.
The strong strength has given him a strong confidence.
So even if frightened by the voice of the other party, he didn't move at all.
At the moment, he unfolded the yellowed old paper without hesitation.
A strange symbol was recorded on the paper.
A weird symbol that looks like a snake.
What surprised Dukaent is that, just two seconds after he stared at the symbol, the pattern on the paper was distorted and disappeared before his eyes? ? !!
"!!!?"
He blinked, and Zai carefully looked over and over, but he could not see the shadow of that symbol.
"What's going on?" He couldn't understand it at all.
If it is electronic paper technology or the like, he can also distinguish the material.
But the paper in your hand is just the most common yellow paper ...
He looked over and over again and again, the symbol disappeared completely.
What made him even more unacceptable was that as long as he closed his eyes, he could clearly see the mysterious symbol like a snake, which was imprinted in his mind.
Dukaent looked up suddenly and looked at the shop owner again, but the other party had already closed his eyes and stunned.
After groaning, he put the yellow paper back into the cover of the book, then put the book back in place, and gently pressed the left shoulder against the bookstore owner's right hand, which was considered salute.
He has felt the unusualness of this bookstore.
The bookstore owner's inscrutableness, and the symbol he has never seen, make him feel a steady stream of wonderful feelings.
He has always shown great respect for hermits.
After the ceremony, he stood in the shop and waited for a while, but found that the boss had no intention of speaking with his eyes open, and did not notice any changes in his body.
Since the other party is unwilling to contact him, he is not someone who does not know what to do. The bookstore is here, and there will be an opportunity to meet next time.
But he didn't know that this trip to the bookstore would completely change his life.
The pure power of the Holy Spirit and the pure power of the mech and helmets. After getting a lot of test data from Lun Brunn, Lin Sheng has begun to select the seed candidate for the mission.