Journey of the Infinite Wizard

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"Your room is on the left side of the hall on the first floor. It is very spacious inside. The daily meals are delivered to you by a special person. I can guarantee that you can have whatever you want... Whether it is a state banquet dish or a foreign dish, I want to You can order anything to eat, and someone will bring it to you." Seeing Spencer's expression, the old curator said arrogantly: "Don't doubt why a little curator can enjoy these things, you must know clearly, Who are we managing the library for!"

"Understood, Mr. Curator!"

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"This is a geographical area. I don't need to introduce it to you carefully. It covers the whole world! Moreover, the contents marked inside are all military-grade..."

"This is a natural area..."

"This is the plant area..."

"This is the mineral area..."

"Animal Zone..."

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"This is the alchemy area and the mystic area!"

Spencer asked in puzzlement, "Is this knowledge... put here?"

The old curator said with a smile: "The Wizard King is not stingy. This knowledge is open to all citizens, but so far no one can freely enter and leave this industrial park!"

He pointed to this vast area: "Although the library has only two floors, you can freely browse through the books and knowledge here. Don't worry, no one will bother you, just one thing, a room on the second floor of the library , is the resting place of the Wizard King. You can also go in, just be careful not to dirty it."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Curator!"

The old curator patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Now I am not the curator, you are! Work hard, young man. Although this position is not glamorous, I dare say that the monthly salary is enough for you Buy a villa on the busiest Wizard Street in the capital! I don’t need to say anything about the value of that location!”

"Yes, I know the value there!"

"That's good, now you should start your work, and I should go... In the next days, I will travel around the country properly!"

"I wish you good health, Mr. Curator!"

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"There are no monitoring facilities installed here.

Is it absolute confidence in this place? "Spencer looked at the surrounding environment, and cautiously used the knowledge he had learned to investigate here carefully until he got a definite answer.

"Take a closer look here first."

Visitors to this vast library, the library itself is not large, and most of the area is gardens, planted plants, small animals and so on.

The library itself is not big, but the interior is quite terrifying.

The area is quite vast. There are hundreds of areas on the first floor alone. Although the area on the second floor is small, there are dozens of areas. One can imagine how many pictures there are.

After visiting for a day, I didn't fully understand this place, and I was watching the sky gradually dim. Spencer stroked his stomach, turned and walked to his private room.

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Just walking into the room, Spencer found that his dinner had already been placed there. When he opened it, he found that the meal was very rich. There are meat, vegetables, fruits, soups...

Meimei began to enjoy it, feeling secretly.

"If you don't want to find that thing for the priest, you can work here for the rest of your life."

In a blink of an eye, he thought about the painstaking efforts and wishes of his organization for thousands of years, and Spencer put away the mixed emotions that arose in his heart. As a spy who had been lurking for nearly twenty years, Spencer had not been activated until not long ago. He was asked to work in a library in the industrial zone in the western suburbs to find a special book.

"The Black Book of the Dead?"

Spencer chanted the name of this scripture: "Magic related to the undead? I don't know what the organization wants this book for, but they choose to activate me!"

Spencer found it hard to believe that he was a true native of Tuttheim, despite his westernized name. But his appearance is obviously from Tutheim, but his mother is a foreign woman, and he also knows that his mother is a spy trained by the organization just like him. Marry a local man in Tutheim, then give birth to children, and train them to be spies when they are a little older.

With various working identities, sneaked into this country to perform special missions.

You can only sneak into the country with this identity, otherwise, without the blood of the locals, it is difficult to enter the leadership of the country. When entering the library, Spencer was identified as a member of the national government. Although the official rank is not high, it is not small. Coupled with the funds provided by the mysterious organization, they were able to enter and work in this high-tech industrial zone.

"I just don't know where the others entered."

With this in mind, Spencer fell asleep.

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At eight o'clock the next morning, Spencer got up, washed himself, ate a simple but hearty breakfast, and started working at nine o'clock. He began to check the maps of each area, and by the way, secretly searched for the Black Book of the Dead.

It's just that the library is too big, and it's not easy to find it. As a high-level spy, his professionalism is extremely high. Don't deliberately search blindly, but let yourself work carefully like a normal worker, and then wait for the opportunity to search.

"This place is too big. Although the outside is small, the inside is very wide!" Spencer looked at the internal environment and thought to himself, "Could it be that there is a magical power here?"

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For several months, Spencer has been working hard, and the daily task is to organize the maps of various regions. Put them away and count the registration at the same time.

The library is open once every three to five days. Such a regular schedule gives him enough time to count the books.

There are not many people coming and going in the library every day, and the borrowed books are registered with him. Set a date for the return, and if he fails to return it within the time limit, he must inform the people in the security department and go to the borrower's door to ask for it.

Therefore, although he is only a curator.

But his power is greater than that of the mayor.

This is because the owner of the library he manages is too special. This is also destined, even if he is only a curator, he can drive the government's thug department at will to help him work.

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"Here, it's so charming!"

He has two days a week to go out to rest, counting three to five days of counting work, which equals to one week of rest for him. The library is open to the public, which is equivalent to once every two weeks, and the salary and benefits are very high.

This is tantamount to raising an idler for nothing, and the salary is very high.

If you say it, it will make countless people jealous.

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Spencer is currently resting and entertaining in the entertainment area of ​​the industrial park. There are not only cafes, entertainment venues, shopping and other places, but also a high-end brothel!

The country as a whole does not prohibit this kind of service, but women in the country are not allowed to perform this kind of work. Therefore, these prostitutes are all foreign women, from Europe, Asia, America and other places, but there are no black people.

Although entering a new century, society has also changed.

But the arrogance in the bones of the Tutheim people makes them despise the black people who were once slaves. In particular, blacks have played the role of slaves throughout the history of this country.

It is the race they exploit and suppress. Because of this historical reason, the whole country does not have the slightest favor for black people. It will not allow blacks to enter, let alone marry them, etc.

In fact, very few men (women) in this country choose to intermarry with foreign women (men).

The whole country gives the outside world a very strong sense of contradiction.

Conservative and open at the same time, maintaining ancient traditions while actively engaging with the outside world. At the same time, avoid some bad ideas from entering the country and polluting the traditional ideas of the people.

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"Is the information really correct?"

Months passed, and Spencer still hadn't gained anything, which made him wonder whether the intelligence was correct. However, in fact, even this mysterious organization is not sure about this, and just thinks that the greatest possibility is in this library. It's purely a blind cat's plan to meet a dead mouse. If you can find the best, you can't lose anything if you can't find it.

Spencer didn't think about these things any more. Although he suspected intelligence issues, he couldn't confirm them. As a spy, his task is to stay hidden all the time, do his job well, and forget about other things.

And not only to paralyze the enemy, but also to paralyze yourself.

As for his identity as a spy, what he learned was not related combat skills, but an intelligent spy. Rely on your own mind, steal the information you want, and then pass it on.

Therefore, Spencer doesn't have the slightest fighting skills at all, and there is no trace of martial arts training on his body. He's just an ordinary person, at best he's a bit muscular, but that's nothing. Fitness and exercise can be found in any country, and having muscle mass does not mean anything, so it is completely safe to do it boldly. In terms of other performances, Spencer is also the same as a normal person. He can play whatever he wants. If he wants to play with a gun, he can go to a special shooting club to play. Everything is the same as a normal person.

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"I've searched here many times, but I can't find it. Could it be..." Looking at the lounge of the wizard king who is worshiped by this country: "Is there a hidden mechanism?"

Spencer searched many times, searched the entire lounge countless times, but couldn't find the existence of the mechanism.

Either this room is an ordinary resting place, and there is no mechanism secret room, or the mechanism in this room is extremely hidden, and I have not found it.

Spencer's intuition told him that there was a secret here.

He pretended to be knocking unconsciously, searching repeatedly.

"There must be something I've overlooked!"

The reception room, the rest room, the bed, the carpet, the floor, the bathroom, the stairway, the gate, the tea table, the mural, the dome... He thought of almost everything he could think of.

But still did not find any clues, nor did they find any corresponding clues from the agency.

"There must be, there must be!"

The intuition in his heart told him so.

Spencer also believes in his intuition. He has been very smart since he was a child, and his senses are also very keen... Relying on his unique senses and intuition, he has accomplished many things.

"Where are you, where are you..."

Suddenly, Spencer felt his temples swelled, his eyes seemed to be congested, and he could see things blurry, which made him very uncomfortable...

"What's going on, eyes..."

He rubbed his eyes, and then a hazy white light shone from his eyes, and then...

"Wonderful feeling!"

He felt that what he saw was different, it seemed to be able to penetrate walls, floors and all objects...

"Amazing stuff!"

He looked at the floor beneath his feet, penetrating from the second floor to the first floor.

The scene on the first floor was clearly seen by his eyes, and he saw a strange force that greatly expanded the interior of the entire building. Moreover, this force is very firm and stable...

"It's this special force that props up the inner space?"

Spencer finds it very interesting, this is the first time he has come into contact with this kind of mysticism, everything is full of attraction to him.

Then, he turned his gaze to the small lounge.

"really!"

Spencer looked at the table in front of him with a smile. At the bottom corner of the table, there was a seamless 'little thing'. No matter how you looked at it, it was just a bulge at the corner, but in Spencer's eyes, it was not like that.

That means, this is the switch of the secret compartment of the organ.

He stepped forward and pressed the switch!

Kaka!

The sound of the obvious mechanism opening sounded, and then on the mural on the wall, a secret hidden compartment was opened, and a beautifully crafted wooden box was placed on it.

ah~ ah~ ah~

The moment Spencer opened the wooden box, he seemed to hear the murmur of the undead... He lifted off a layer of linen and white cloth, revealing the hidden scriptures. A black scripture, engraved with patterns he couldn't understand.

"Ancient Egyptian writing!"

He excitedly looked at the black book, stroked the book: "The Black Book of the Dead!"

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