Zuo Ci let out a sigh of relief, and a hint of curiosity floated across her heart: [How can this "Molten Fire Collection" be included in the weapon category?]

Before deciding whether he should reach out to take the book off, Zuo Ci stayed for nearly half a minute to think. In addition to the strange classification, he was more worried about whether taking off the book would alarm the waiter guarding the book in this library?

From the moment he entered this library, the waiter floating in the air could control the booklet and put it in the bookshelf with just a wave of his hand. It seemed that the book itself also had life, or the magical bookkeeper could sense the location of each book...

[If he could really feel it, he would have taken this book rashly now, and he might have woken it up...] Zuo Ci thought so.

He caught the attention of the bookkeeper in this closed room and violated the alarm. He dared not think about the consequences.

After half a minute of thinking, Zuo Ci decided to temporarily leave the booklet on the bookshelf, wait for an opportunity to escape, and then take the lead in winning his mission goal.

In this way, Zuo Ci entered a waiting time that required full patience.

After another meal, he concealed his body in the shadow near the weapon bookshelf, holding his breath, activates sensory cells throughout his body, and waiting for the next time the door of the library door opened.

Time passed in silence, and I don’t know how many hours passed, and the feeling of fatigue gradually worsened in my mind. After all, Zuo Ci had been waiting for three days to sleep before she could not sleep.

He knew that he had to escape as soon as possible, otherwise his food would be exhausted and his physical strength would be cleared. In the end, he could not escape the fate of being captured by Manchester Palace Guards. What is the consequence of being arrested?

Fortunately, just as he was about to take out his food for the third time since he sneaked into the library, the iron door of the library sounded three iron rings knocking on the door-

[Here!] Zuo Ci couldn't help but clenched his fists, and teleported to the weapons classification bookshelf, and the book "Molten Fire Collection" was set to be held under the book "Semand".

After the sound of the iron gate opening stopped, he heard a slight sound of footsteps and a familiar voice, which was the voice of President Marcus: "In place of Prime Minister Albert, come and return a note of the Imperial Council this month, please collect the books and register."

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a rush of flipping books. It seemed that the waitress was routinely checking the returned items.

Zuo Ci put it on the side of the bookshelf, poked his head quietly, observing the rhythm of their behavior, and calculating how much time it would take to teleport into the shadows under their feet. What is his chance of winning?-

Soon, the waiter's inspection was over, and a wave of his hand sent the book back to where it was supposed to be stored.

After returning the book, President Marcus immediately turned around and walked out.

[One step, two steps...] Zuo Ci looked at his actions and silently thought in his heart... [It's now!]

He jumped upwards and instantly took the book "The Melting Collection" and stuffed it neatly into his backpack behind him.

As expected, the waitress seemed to sense something, and turned around. However, the moment he turned around, Zuo Ci had drifted into a black shadow passing by the shadow under his feet, and then another teleportation relay jumped into the shadow under President Marcus's feet. The moment before the two red painted iron doors slowly closed-

"Who is it?!" Marcus seemed to feel that there was no one. He turned around and saw the closed iron door without any trace. He looked around vigilantly, and even looked at the floor under his feet with intuition, without any discovery.

He hesitated for a moment, but still took a step forward and continued to move forward.

However, Zuo Ci, who was hiding behind the pillar, monitored the direction and speed of his journey through the changes in the shadows under his feet, and began to use the tracking method he used when he tracked the robe servants into the library, and used Marcus's route to open up a way for himself to escape from the sky-

As expected, President Marcus passed through three circular rooms, got off the elevator, and transferred to another elevator entrance.

Zuo Ci followed the elevator and waited for three minutes before going down the stairs. He avoided the possibility of being discovered by the president. When he walked to the door of the waiting hall, he finally had to appear and walked past the guards with a calm expression that had not changed for thousands of years. He walked outwards-

He fled from Hongbao non-stop. When he returned to the business district, it was still bright. He had no extra thoughts and went straight to the hotel and his room to consume too much physical energy. He urgently needed rest and sleep.

When I entered the room, I almost fell asleep. When I woke up, it was after midnight.

I have consumed too much physical energy these days. Although I have eaten, I have only eaten some dry flat bread. Zuo Ci rarely wants a delicious meal at this time and rewarded himself for his dangerous infiltration before, and he was using the Shadow Escape technique, which was quite energy-consuming.

He opened the door and found that the dark swordsman in black standing against the wall with his chest and his chest in his arms, still maintaining the mysterious smile that has not changed for thousands of years, and praised him, "I didn't expect it to succeed in one infiltration. It seems that I really did not misread you. What a great child."

Zuo Ci continued to walk towards the stairs without looking sideways, and responded calmly: "Let me finish my meal."

Perhaps because he felt that Zuo Ci had just finished his hard work and wanted to be alone for a while, Angry did not go down with him, and sat opposite him to watch him eat as usual, but continued to stand by the door of his room on the second floor until he finished his meal and returned to the second floor.

"I got the "Molten Fire Collection". It's time to hand over the task and take away the poetic weapons you should have and a lot of gold." Anonymous stretched out a hand and asked Zuo Ci for the task.

"Don't worry." Zuo Ci looked straight at his smiling eyes and asked without expression, "Before I handed over this book, I now figured out what kind of book it was and why he appeared in the Weapons book category."

"Okay, okay." Anonymous shrugged indifferently, "You want to read the content of "The Melting Collection" first, of course there is no problem. After all, this was stolen from the Red Fort Library through a lot of hardships. You can take a look first. If you don't understand anything, I'm happy to explain it to you."

While the anonymous spoke, Zuo Ci had already opened the door of his room and the two walked in one after another.

As if the last time I checked the map, Anonymous first sat cross-legged on the floor in the center of the room, while Zuo Ci sat on the floor against the wall, took out the "Molten Fire Collection" from his backpack, and slowly looked it through. (To be continued.)

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Chapter completed!