Finally, he stood up, bent down, and bowed.

That attitude is sincere and humble.

"I'm sorry," he said. "My friend passed away, and I'm very sad."

“…”

In a moment of shock, the people were stunned for a moment and couldn't help but want to laugh.

But then, I saw the boy slowly raise his head and look at them with a blank expression: "So, if something is wrong later, I will apologize here first-"

As he said that, he slowly raised his hands and set off on his chest.

Spit out the last bit of mercy in your chest towards your enemies.

——Roman dagger fighting technique·LV6!

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“It’s still so deserted here.”

The girl in the wheelchair sat in front of her desk and looked around, "It seemed like she was much bigger again."

This is the Municipal Library.

To be precise, this is the underground storage warehouse of the Municipal Library - under the monotonous cold light tubes, layers of huge bookshelf extend to the end of their sight and has been invisible darkness.

Counting ahead, within sixty years, the journals, newspapers, agency notices and all administrative regulations that have appeared in Xinhai City... In short, all the things printed on paper on the market are stored here for backup.

Even the electronic version is stored in the server storage room next door and can be retrieved at any time.

Although this is one of the responsibilities of the Municipal Library, the man behind the desk, the current Xinhai City Library administrator, is known as the sublimator of the 'Professor'.

It is indeed true that it can be called a professor. This man has so many degrees that he can't even count it himself - after all, his biggest hobby is to stay in this huge warehouse buried deep underground to read books.
Chapter completed!