Dukaent stood indifferently in front of the bookstore. He looked up and looked quietly at the newly opened store.

This year, his research is about the topic of the lifestyle of ordinary people, so he traveled all over the city, almost all the neighborhoods in which ordinary people live.

Now it's the farthest location in this area.

He had been shopping around the world a day before, and most of the places were no different from those he had been to before.

Only here.

As a Bingte who has no ability to drive a mecha and has no qualifications to condense his battle helmets, he knew his destiny a long time ago.

Work hard to learn other courses and try to fill your own knowledge blind spots.

After graduation, maybe he went to the fleet to be a middle and lower-level commander, or maybe he went to the General Staff Department to be a civilian staff member or something.

But, that's not what he wants.

He tried his best, but because of his mental distraction, he was unable to drive the mecha, let alone gathering the battle helmet.

After the family test, his fate was fixed and could not be changed.

But he would not accept such a fate!

Even if he had a slight chance, he would never give up! This is also the reason why he came to Baixiang University, which was far away from his family.

Dukaent's face was calm, and he slowly pushed open the glass door of the bookstore and walked in.

"A commoner who opens a bookstore can be used as a supplement to the diverse lifestyle."

He walked into the bookstore and looked around.

The light yellow bookstore atmosphere is very gentle and soft, and there are some elegant things like calligraphy, painting, calligraphy and calligraphy on the walls.

The rows of bookshelves are made of original wood, and are filled with a large number of books, which looks quite charming.

"It's not an electronic message bookshelf? It's the most primitive wooden bookshelf?"

Ducaent, who came from a big family, has become accustomed to using electronic bookshelf. Now he suddenly meets a family with original wooden bookshelf, which makes him feel very novel.

He slowly walked to the bookshelf and casually looked at the books above.

Most of the books here are university textbooks, and only a few are miscellaneous books.

After reading it a little, he felt boring. He had already mastered all the contents of the book here as long as it was his professional direction.

As the top civilian elite student at Baixiang University, his background, knowledge, grades, and even practical training are far beyond the scope of understanding of ordinary students.

This is also one of his confidence in breaking away from fate.

In the entire school, only a dozen people can beat him in pure academic studies. Apart from being unable to drive mechas.

Dukaent slowly swept through the new bookshelf and soon lost interest.

But as soon as he turned around, he unexpectedly saw rows of old bookshelves in the corner behind.

Almost all of these bookshelf are old books. Just looking at the cover gives people a sense of age.

Dukaent had a special complex about books since childhood. His favorite thing was libraries, bookstores and other places.

Books are the crystallization of human thoughts and knowledge. From each book, he can experience and touch many of the lofty thoughts that are out of reach for everyone.

This is a collision of thinking, and it is also a sublimation and compensation of knowledge.

This is also the reason why he would pass by the bookstore and come in and take the initiative to take a walk.

Looking at the rows of old books on the old bookshelf with a long sense of age, Ducaent slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked it on the bookshelf.

Soon, his hand gently landed on an old yellow book without a cover.

Obviously, this book does not have any text titles, so I don’t know what it is.

But Ducaant pulled it out strangely, held it in his hand, and gently opened it.

The book is just some ordinary and outdated mecha knowledge points.

This disappointed Dukaent.

He flipped through it casually and was about to put it back on the bookshelf.

Suddenly, his finger accidentally touched the last page of the book, and something seemed to be stuck in the cover.

He was slightly stunned, turned to the last page, and suddenly saw a bulging thing on the mezzanine of the cover of the old book.

Curiously, he slowly used his nails to carefully push this thing out of the mezzanine.

To his expectations, this was a pale yellow paper that looked very worn.

Dukaent was stunned for a moment and suddenly became interested.

He was about to open the paper carefully.

Suddenly, a plain voice came from behind him.

"Have you thought about it? Open it, your original life may be irreversible."

Dukaent suddenly turned around and happened to see the male boss who was originally sitting by the counter, putting down the book in his hand and staring at him calmly.

"Just a piece of paper." Dukaent said calmly. As the third elite in the close combat course, he could easily defeat five students in the same grade by one person, not to mention those ordinary people who have not trained in fighting courses outside.

The strong strength gave him strong confidence.

So even if he was scared by the other party's voice, he was not moved at all.

At that moment, he unfolded the yellowed old paper without hesitation.

A strange symbol is recorded on the paper.

A weird symbol that looks like a snake.

What surprised Dukaent was that after he looked at the symbol for two seconds, the pattern on the paper was twisted for a moment and disappeared in front of him??!

“!!?”

He blinked and looked over and over carefully, but he could not see the shadow of the symbol.

"What's going on?" He couldn't understand at all.

If it is electronic paper technology or something, he can also distinguish the material.

But the paper in my hand is just the most ordinary yellow paper...

He looked at it over and over again, and the symbol completely disappeared.

What he couldn't accept was that as long as he closed his eyes, he could clearly see the mysterious symbol like a snake, which was as if it was engraved, in his mind.

Dukaent looked up suddenly and looked at the store owner again, but the other party had already closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

After pondering for a while, he put the yellow paper back into the cover of the book, then put the book back to its original place, and gently pressed the left shoulder to the owner of the bookstore with his right hand, which was considered a salute.

He already felt that this bookstore was unusual.

The bookstore owner was unfathomable and had a symbol that he had never seen before, which made him feel a strange feeling constantly flowing out of his heart.

He has always respected the masters and hermits very much.

After the ceremony, he stood in the store and waited for a while. He found that the boss had no intention of opening his eyes to speak, nor did he notice any changes in his body. So he bowed again and turned around and left slowly.

Since the other party is unwilling to contact him, he is not a ungrateful person. The bookstore is here, and there will be another chance to contact him next time.

But he didn't know that this trip to the bookstore would completely change his life.
Chapter completed!