Immediately, a strong smell of tobacco almost rushed out from it, choking the unprepared Shade, squinting his eyes and coughing, and retreated.

And when the thick smoke dissipated, the old man in gray robe holding a staff was already sitting on the pile of books:

"I really don't know how to appreciate it. This is the extinct Gerati tobacco."

God complained about Shade's "no taste", and Shade, who was covering his mouth and coughing, had already noticed golden scars on his palms. The cracks spread in front of his eyes, and the process looked particularly terrifying:

"Hello God."

He heard the two witches behind him stand up and stand not far behind him.

"Hello, time traveler, may the moon and time bless you."

The old man in gray robe wearing a pointed hat said with a smile. He looked around and seemed to be in a good mood. His tone was very brisk:

"Look, you have found the second book, but the unfortunate girl has fallen asleep. Is there any interesting story that happened here? Do you want to wake her up with a second wish? I can still do such a small thing."

Shade shook his head gently:

"We will use mortal means to awaken it later. The sage in gray robes, the guardian of the library, this is the "Yager Scroll"."

He respectfully handed over the slate in his hand. The god in front of him turned serious, threw his pipe into the void, and then reached out to take the slate. After caressing the surface of the slate with his old palm, he squinted his eyes to read the words on it.

:

"From the first year of the First Era to the present. I really hope this line will never change."

He inserted the stone slab into the air, and a large transparent bookshelf appeared beside him. Between the upright books, there was just enough space to accommodate the stone slab:
Chapter completed!