Volume 4: No One Survives in Fantasy High School Chapter 23 The Truth (Part 1)
When I walked into the library, what greeted me was not ghosts, but warm lights.
It is completely opposite to the real library. The real library is full of ghosts and looks like it came out of a nightmare, while the library in the nightmare is grand and majestic, resembling a higher education institution.
The lights of the electric age dotted overhead, and countless bookshelves spiraled upward like waves along the floors and stairs. There was a special roller ladder for people to take the books on the top floor. As if to emphasize the cultural atmosphere, countless portraits of celebrities were hung on the empty walls of the library, with their lives and deeds written on them.
Li Lin even saw his own teacher, who had always been polite, fair and orderly, looking like a senior elite, and was hung on the wall with his glasses on. The achievements written below were even several sections longer than those of others, and it was obvious that this person was definitely an elite. However, what made people feel a little uncomfortable was that all the words were blurred, including the name, so that people could not see the details.
There were no demons or mechanisms in the entire library , let alone monsters with wax wrapped around their heads that could walk freely. It was like a complete and proper library, just standing there.
However, it is regrettable that there seems to be no living creature in such a complete and orderly library.
Oh, no, at least there is one.
Looking at the sticky, bloody thing in the corner, Li Lin nodded.
"Mr. Librarian, we meet again. I didn't expect that you look like this in my nightmares, just like you do in real life."
"…correct your two mistakes."
The flesh and blood squirming on the ground rolled over and said weakly to Li Lin:
"First, I am a woman here. Please call me Miss Librarian. Second, I am afraid of this precisely because I look like this in reality. There is nothing wrong with the logic that I am afraid of my real appearance in the nightmare."
"You are right, that is true. So what do you do here sometimes? No one comes here, right?"
"Yes, and quite a few."
The pieces of flesh and blood sighed deeply, and no one knew how this sound was made.
"Those who claim to be righteous will not admit their nightmares... They deny it all from the bottom of their hearts, believing that darkness and filth cannot exist. But where there is light, there is shadow, this is an inevitable fact. We are born carrying the reverse side of hope and are destroyed by hope. Although this is a cycle, we can also use our own abilities to delay the coming of the end of the world. This is a very normal thing."
"Can you say something I can understand? I know librarians are usually very literary, but I don't quite understand what you're saying."
"It's just that the boundary between reality and nightmare has been slightly distorted recently, and we can easily go back and forth between them. So some people who don't know the rules came in and were eaten, and then the news spread to the outside world, so a group of righteous partners planned to wipe us out. That's what I mean."
"No wonder the things I saw along the way were so strange, many of them were city defense facilities, right?"
"No, they're just weird."
“…”
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward. This is what happens when you have nothing to do and just make conversation.
As if it could sense Li Lin's embarrassment, the blurry mass of flesh and blood squirmed and quickly crawled in one direction, leaving behind a pool of eye-catching dark red blood.
"Come with me. I'll take you to see the director of the library. Aren't you here to see him for something? Anyway, you're not like the others who come here to fight and kill, so it's not bad to just chat with him. Knowledge can only grow through communication ."
"But some communications can only do harm, especially when others are in a bad mood."
"That depends on your choice. Anyway, it doesn't matter to people like you, right? Our existence is not important in your eyes."
"Ahahaha, it's really embarrassing when you say that."
"I'm really not praising you..."
Chatting casually with the librarian, Li Lin walked slowly inside the library, looking at the surrounding decorations and furnishings.
He was not in a hurry, but rather hoped to stay here for a while longer. Because Li Lin found that his knowledge was improving at a very scary speed in this library, as if he was being taught something at any time. This kind of good thing can't be encountered many times. After all, it is the legendary teaching in dreams, and staying in this library for a while must be beneficial.
However, contrary to expectations, the librarian was obviously not the kind of person who was particularly concerned about other people's thoughts. Instead, he took Li Lin to the second floor very neatly, and after turning a few corners, he came directly to a wooden door with a sign of the director's office.
"He's waiting for you inside. I'm going to go sort out the books first. Books are very useful things. Bye."
"Oh, bye. You seem to feel a little different in your dream than in reality?"
"Do you feel the same in reality as you do in a world where you don't need to hide?"
"No. It feels a little more relaxed."
"That's it, isn't it?"
If she had eyes, she would definitely roll them.
Looking at the flesh and blood crawling away leisurely, Li Lin couldn't help but think so . But looking at the curator's office in front of him, he still coughed and knocked on the door to show his presence.
The person behind the door also answered politely. Li Lin in white pushed the door open and saw what was inside. As he expected, the interior decoration of the director's office of the library was no different from that of the principal's office. There was also a shriveled old man sitting on a chair, looking at him with a smile, just like when he first enrolled.
"It's Li Lin , indeed. He doesn't look surprised at all. He must have expected it a long time ago, right? He is indeed the one who came here with the admission letter in hand. Just like the previous people, he is a complete child of destiny."
"You are stronger than me, there is no need to be so humble, right?"
"But I'm not as good as you. You have such complicated and varied postures without awakening magic power. If I had magic power, I don't know what I would do."
After all, you have greater potential than me.
Besides, it's impossible for an old man like me to kill you.
The old principal sat on the chair, still looking half dead, and said with a chuckle.
