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Chapter 0017 Prehistoric Library(2/2)

The patriarch is tracing the blame!

He didn't know how to knot the rope to record the production of the spinning wheel, so he threw it to Ye Qing.

In his eyes, Ye Qing knew too much that he didn't understand and could not do it. He believed that Ye Qing could do it.

Young man, look forward to you!

Ye Qing nodded, not paying any attention to the pit that the patriarch put on him.

His heart was whispering, thinking:

This room full of knots and prehistoric books records how many precious prehistoric materials that later generations don’t know.

If all the knots in this room are interpreted and sorted out, then the faithful history of later generations will be pushed forward for thousands of years.

Five thousand years?

More than just!

If these things are placed in front of later historians and archaeologists, they will completely cause madness!

He took a few deep breaths and tried his best to calm down his excitement.

He felt that his breathing was too rapid... It would be bad if he fainted.

Ye Qing View diverts his attention to soothes his mood.

He thought that this was the prehistoric library, the patriarch was the library director, so he was...

Librarian?

Wow!

I was actually lucky enough to take up this legendary profession!

nb is here to heaven!

After leaving the clan leader's witch's hut, Ye Qing was still confused.

Since time traveling, as a modern person, he has always felt superior and has always looked down upon some of his behaviors of his tribe members.

This is a common problem for time travelers. They all regard the indigenous people as NPCs, and they are their gods and their masters!

Today, he found out... he was wrong!

If the conditions were replaced with the same level, many things the ancients could do could not do.

You should know that in his previous life he was just an ordinary person. He said he was a gift from a middle-aged man, which was a praising him. His sense of superiority in the face of his tribe was not from his own excellence, but from the information instilled in him by the trust society. Without this information, he was just... it would be fine if he didn't say it.

The ancients were not simple!
Chapter completed!
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