Vol 4 Chapter 1991: The Real Book Collection Palace (Part 1)

Ye Zhongming frowned, saying nothing.
"I know you don't believe it, and I appreciate your unbelief because it's always a good thing to have faith." The old dean said with a smile.
At this time, the person in charge of the equipment area came in and got two drinks, the kind that Ye Zhongming had bought before.
"Do you want money?" Ye Zhongming asked.
The man listened with a straight grin, but the old dean said with a smile, this cup is free.
"I know you can't believe me that it takes a hundred years. Genius, I always believe in yourself more. But I have to say..." The old dean took the drink and took a sip: " At this time, I still did not include some unexpected factors. If all of them are included, one hundred and fifty years or even two hundred years are possible."
"These are based on the premise that you will succeed, but if you are confident, you will really succeed? Don’t say anything else. How can you challenge the major races with your current strength? Don’t talk about the super clan , The ones you offended. Just a few people are enough to crush you."
The old dean said right now.
"None of you are dead now, thanks to the rules that prevented them from shooting, and the rules that saved your life, but you want to break."
The old dean looked at Ye Zhongming, "so all your first things must be carried out in secret, otherwise, once exposed, they will kill you all in the name of unruly."
"Don't think that Jie Su's identity can protect you until you finish growing up. Let's not say that his identity can only scare those who are not climate-friendly. Even if he is the Su patriarch, he can't live with anything."
Speaking of this, the old dean suddenly said: "Tell you one thing, this time the novice battlefield involves far more complicated things than you think. If it is not because the slaves are doing things, the Sus... maybe already No longer exists."
Ye Zhongming was surprised, would one of the three giants of the Su nationality exist?
But the elderly did not want to explain this, and then said: "So, you need help."
"Book Collection Palace?" Ye Zhongming whispered.
Speaking of this, Ye Zhongming didn't understand anything, but what he didn't understand was why the Book Collection Palace wanted to help himself.
It stands to reason that the Book Collection Palace should not have visited the world. They were imprisoned here under very strict rules, and the number was only 3,000. There are not many bronze camps. How can Ye Zhongming be helped?
Rely on the old master's top master? Maybe, it will be useful, but in the end, their personal courage is no longer a decisive role.
Ye Zhongming determined that the old dean was a top powerhouse, but he didn't think he could be stronger than the superpowers now.
"Yes, the Library." The old dean replied very imposingly.
Ye Zhongming was silent because he didn't know what to say.
Agree, or refuse? It doesn't seem to be very good.
The old dean didn’t care about this kind of silence, he continued: "I know you may feel that the Library of the Library does not give you much help, but after listening to me, if you still refuse, you should be Nothing happened today."
Ye Zhongming nodded, the old man said so, he had to listen. And he was also curious as to what the Book Collection Palace really made the old man so confident.
"There are books in the Book Collection Palace."
Ye Zhongming froze for a moment, and then he couldn't control his awkward smile.
"The most books."
"There are teachers in the Collection Palace, the best teachers."
"If you want, the Library will be the best school. All-round school."
The embarrassment on Ye Zhongming's face was gone. Now he looked very seriously at the old dean and his body was sitting upright.
If you think about it for a long time, what the old dean said is indeed the case. In the Book Collection Palace, there are not only countless books, but also book collectors who read every day! The knowledge they possess is enough to make them an excellent teacher.
I want to go on, not to mention others, only to say that if you can send people to study here, maybe a few years later, you will be a strong man.
Seeing Ye Zhongming’s contemplation, the old dean knew that the kid he had heard had listened in. He waited for a while to continue: "There are three thousand bibliophiles in the library, and one thousand of them are new in the last 20 years. Yes, their strength is relatively low, but they will never be weaker than the robe. The other two thousand people, just take out one, and your gold commander will not be an opponent."
Ye Zhongming heard the muscles on his face were shaking.
Cheng Liujin is a master. There are probably only three or four people in the Star Eye Clan who are able to outperform him. The old dean means that there are two thousand people stronger than Cheng Liujin? !
"Frankly speaking, the two patriarchs of your Star-Eye tribe are barely strong, but among the two thousand bibliophiles, they can only be ranked within the last two hundred."
Well, now even the two adults with Star Eyes have been compared.
However, Ye Zhongming still weighed it in his heart. What is the estimated value of Fu Leila, the two adults of Star Eye? fifty thousand? Or higher? That group of bibliophiles is indeed a bit powerful.
"Tell you a secret." I don't know why, Ye Zhongming always felt that the old dean when he said this, with a little bit of hatred.
"The bibliophiles who have been replaced one after another in the past two decades have a natural and normal number of deaths, only 150."
Ye Zhongming didn't understand it at the beginning, but soon he understood that his eyes widened involuntarily.
Did the old director hide 850 bibliophiles all these years? !
Ye Zhongming just heard the old man say that, of the two thousand Tibetan scholars, the most inferior in strength are similar to those of the two star-eyed adults. Isn't the eighty-five hundred hidden the weakest? Two adults?
What the are you going to do? ! Don't be reconciled to the Green Lantern Buddha here? !
Also, Ye Zhongming now knows that he has suddenly heard such a secret. If he does not cooperate, then... Will this kind and beloved grandfather with white beard turn into a gruesome horror?
It is estimated that it will.
Because Ye Zhongming is dead, there are novices first every year, and novices first in the following year.
It seems that cooperation is inevitable, Ye Zhongming secretly lamented.
"In the end, I, and two other old guys, dare not say how powerful they are, but among the cosmic races, they should be regarded as the top ten masters."
"Boy, is this condition enough to cooperate with you?"
Ye Zhongming was also simple. When he heard the old dean say this, he nodded and said, Enough, enough, it was me.
However, Ye Zhongming finished this and looked at the old man and asked again.
"But why? What is your motivation for doing something?"