He stuffed the few books in his hand into the "traveler's bag", said goodbye to Heraberg, and walked towards the door of the Church of Knowledge.

On the way, he saw a familiar figure.

That was Geyi who was exiled to Morola with him.

The gentle-looking Guy put on thick cotton clothes and stood in front of a brass bookshelf, looking at the books in his hands intently under the sunlight shining through the stained glass next to him.

Lumian thought for a few seconds, walked over, and said with a smile:

"What a coincidence. Why did you come to the church to read a book?"

Ge Yi smiled slightly:

"Didn't I tell you yesterday that I regretted not mastering enough knowledge? Now, with such a huge library, how can I give up the opportunity to learn?

"What are you doing in church?"

"Ask whether it's too late to convert to the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom'." Lumian answered Ge Yi's question with a joke, and then changed the subject, "Have you found a job?"

"Not yet." Ge Yi shook his head, "I don't want to go to a farm or a factory to be a slave for some exiles. I plan to study for a while first. I happened to be lucky yesterday and made a fortune, so I don't have to worry about being hungry.

abdomen."

Lumian chatted with Guy for a few words, waved goodbye to this serial murderer who had some secrets, returned all the way to the "Carnivore" bar, found a seat by the window, took out a few borrowed books, and spoke with

Read in the most comfortable position.

The sunshine in Morola is sometimes bright and sometimes obscured by violent storms, but this does not affect Lumian's reading because he brings his own blazing fireball desk lamp.

When it was almost noon, Julie came back from outside, with light steps and a smile on her face, exuding a strong charm, which made Les, the meat cook, couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Julie glanced at Lumian and asked curiously:

"Are you reading a book?"

"It's nothing, anyway," Lumian replied casually.

Julie was not interested in books, so she withdrew her gaze and walked upstairs, preparing to look for the female waiter's clothes in the room.

Lumian clicked his tongue silently:

Really, knowledge is power, knowledge is wealth, and you are not even curious about what book I am reading...

At this time, Leis walked up to him and said:

"Boss, lunch is ready."

Lumian nodded, put away the books, and stood up.

He thought for a while and said to Les thoughtfully:

"Find a piece of red cloth and hang it at the door."

PS: Ask for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month~
Chapter completed!