The atmosphere of the Hero Festival has become increasingly intense.
There are even many colorful silk hangings in the library.
Mu Qingyun had just bought a lot of teaching aids. She specifically asked Teacher Zhang about them, and Teacher Zhang recommended them to her. At this time, they were piled on the table in the library as steady as a hill.
She was holding an English version of "The Demon World" and huddled behind the mountain of books, fascinated by it.
Wang Mengmengfei squeezed her head over and murmured in a low voice: "It seems that these part-time workers are not good enough. Not only do they need academic qualifications, but they also have age and appearance requirements. These are all things, and they only give a small amount of money. The requirements are so trivial and not cost-effective."
After yesterday's work was over, Mu Qingyun was still fine, but Wang Mengmeng became more energetic and encouraged her to strike while the iron was hot and save more money during the holidays.
"With money, Ah Qing, you can rent a house outside and save yourself from being annoyed by those people. Then I can also come to your place to borrow a house, and I won't have to worry about doing my homework anymore."
However, there is nothing particularly suitable for you to choose from.
Mu Qingyun couldn't help laughing. There are so many good things in the world who are willing to pay 800 yuan for a day's work. Most of them are the conditions that Mengmeng sees now.
Wang Mengmeng frowned and poked at the phone vigorously. After poking for a long time, she suddenly turned around and winked at Mu Qingyun: "Zhao Yang is looking at me."
Mu Qingyun: "..."
Recently, Zhang Lan, Zhao Yang, and the two of them have become 'tablemates' in the library, and their sitting positions are basically fixed.
Wang Mengmeng has new and wonderful ideas popping up almost every day.
"Next time I will arrange for someone to secretly take a group photo of us. It will definitely be more honorable to show it out."
"Hey, I thought of a good idea. Let's forget about Zhang Lan. He is an ordinary person and has no value. Zhao Yang is a star student in No. 1 Middle School. If we take some photos of him and print them out, no more, twenty yuan For one piece of money, it is definitely possible to sell dozens or hundreds of pieces..."
"Ahem, Student Mu, you can check online. There is a section for paid help on the local forum. You can earn bounties by solving some problems."
Zhao Yang twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly spoke.
Wang Mengmeng immediately shut up and lowered her eyes, blinked, and even breathed a little lighter.
Although they have become friends at the same table, this is the first time that Zhao Yang takes the initiative to talk to them. In the past, he only said a few words at most, "I borrowed it", "Excuse me, please give me a chance", please help me get the "After Class" Words like "Back Carbine".
Mu Qingyun was also a little surprised.
She discovered that Zhao Yang might be a little embarrassed because of the rudeness of his sister Zhao Qing. He looked at her with a bit of shame today.
Mu Qingyun smiled, of course she would not anger Zhao Yang, and besides, she did not feel that she was at a disadvantage.
After thanking him seriously, Mu Qingyun thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and opened the recruitment section of the local forum.
She had never dared to think about this before. After all, the threshold was not low. With her past level of knowledge, she didn't even have to think about it.
But it's different now.
In the past, she would get irritated when she saw a problem.
Now, when she encounters a problem, her first reaction is - it's very interesting. I wonder if the answer is chocolate or milk bread?
There is a lot of information in this forum. One day, there may be recruitment information for a CEO from a large company with a big reputation in the Blue Continent, and there may also be information about a coffee shop recruiting part-time workers by handing out flyers.
As soon as he opened it, without Mu Qingyun looking for it, a 'paid help post' popped up on the screen. It was pinned to the top of the forum and was a very important post.
Mu Qingyun took a closer look and saw that the poster had posted a pile of almost a dozen pages of photos of ancient inscriptions, with text and pictures.
The poster seems to have a high level, seems to be quite famous in the forum, has good credibility, and many people are replying.
Mu Qingyun quickly browsed through the pictures. Those pictures should be a map of the ancient city. It looked like the ancient historical style before the disaster. I don't know if it was true or not. Anyway, the pictures looked similar.
There are also some scattered inscriptions and seals.
Mu Qingyun took a few glances. She was very interested in ancient history before the disaster, but she had been studying college entrance examination subjects recently and had not studied these things in depth...
Fifty thousand yuan! !
When Mu Qingyun saw the amount of the reward, he immediately felt that he could do this job.
Zhao Yang saw Mu Qingyun staring at the post and whispered: "You can take a look at the novice section first."
After a pause of words, Mu Qingyun stared intently but still did not speak. Zhao Yang said thoughtfully: "If you need pre-disaster historical materials, there is a historical materials library on the basement floor of our library."
Mu Qingyun blinked and said with a smile: "Thank you very much."
Sure enough, she stood up, dragged Wang Mengmeng and took the elevator down to the Historical Archives.
Zhang Lan tried hard to endure it for a long time, and finally endured the "complaints" in her stomach, and breathed out: "Forget it."
It's a waste of time to complain now that others can't stand it. Don't you look like a villain waiting to be slapped in the face?
Besides, there’s nothing wrong with getting in touch with relevant content in advance.
In their world, there was a long period of disaster more than a hundred years ago. The world was turbulent, disasters occurred, and civilization was almost destroyed. Now, civilization is being rebuilt on the ruins after the disaster. Technology is recovering quickly, but in terms of history and culture before the disaster, The losses were astonishingly large. All over the Sky Blue Continent, people attached great importance to the study of ancient history and ancient civilizations. Of course, the progress was quite difficult.
Pre-disaster history is a relatively unpopular subject, but it is highly valued. If you can be a true 'researcher of pre-disaster historical civilization', you will definitely be considered successful.
It can be said that almost all people in the Ming Dynasty had the dream of becoming a historical researcher when they were children.
It's just that the threshold is too high, and ordinary people don't dare to invest in it.
After all, most of those aspiring young people who plunged into the world were swept away without any trouble, and soon disappeared, and only a handful of them could really survive.
After half an hour, Wang Mengmeng help Mu Qingyun move out several boxes of books, almost seventy or eighty of them.
Mu Qingyun also held a tattered cardboard box in his hand, spread it out and placed it on the table. It contained a thread-bound book that had been infested with insects, and several parchments, all in tatters.
Speaking of this box, even the librarian didn't know its history. It seemed like some old books that the old principal had brought back decades ago. They were so rotten that they were not sorted out and were piled in the historical materials library.
Mu Qingyun glanced at it for a long time, then picked it out from the shelf among the towering clutter.
Zhao Yang was a little curious and looked around. When he saw the densely packed small characters on it, it seemed that he didn't recognize any of them. His head immediately became dizzy and he quickly sat back down.
Mu Qingyun looked solemn and solemnly took out two volumes of parchment and spread them out on the table.
I took out another thick volume of "Analysis of Ancient Characters" and quickly immersed myself in the book.
One hour, two hours, three hours.
Zhang Lan watched a movie for a while, then went to have a meal and came back. Mu Qingyun was still sitting at the table motionless.
Wang Mengmeng was already lying prone on the chair and soundly asleep.
Zhang Lan wiped her sweat and whispered: "Can she really understand?"
What Mu Qingyun took out were all ancient characters that he couldn't understand at all.
At this time, Zhao Yang was a little absent-minded.
Zhang Lan shivered: "You are really desperate."
Mu Qingyun didn't feel any hardship at all while reading these books.
At the beginning, she was struggling to learn, and it was very laborious. She could clearly feel that the difficulty was comparable to that of Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains, but she gritted her teeth and kept reading. Gradually, she felt as smooth as an enlightenment, as if the pores in her body were opening. She couldn't describe what it felt like. It seemed that every pore from her head to her body was numb and numb like an electric shock. It felt so good!
(Intelligence +0.001, +0.001...Spirit +0.01+0.01...)
It feels like eating spicy seafood, so enjoyable!
I was instantly immersed in it and didn’t think much about anything.
The first time she read it quickly, she glanced at it. After the second time, she gradually felt that she understood it a little. The third time, she understood it slightly, the fourth time, and the fifth time, she didn't feel boring at all.
Finally, those words seemed to come alive, living in her soul.
After grinding off most of the parchment roll, Mu Qingyun moved his neck, feeling somewhat satisfied.
She was also a little surprised. In terms of pre-disaster history, there was definitely some wonderful power at work in her.
Maybe it's just like the music. In the script, her past life, which was just a backdrop, was a serious researcher of ancient history?
If this is true, maybe her identity as a pre-disaster civilization research expert in the plot is not as difficult as imagined?
No matter what she says, even now that she has the 'Tiandao rewards those who work hard' system, she can learn this knowledge much faster than the serious subjects that are required to be tested in the college entrance examination. I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.
Mu Qingyun immersed himself in reading in the library day and night, coming before dawn and never leaving until the library closed at night.
Not only Wang Mengmeng, but also Zhao Yang and Zhang Lan started to bring her food and water unconsciously.
After reading more than 30 ancient books seven or eight times thicker in one breath, Mu Qingyun came back from the mysterious atmosphere, calmed down, and took out the photos of the help posts and compared them.
Looking at it this time, I'm not as confused as I was at the beginning.
The photos that the poster uploaded to the Internet were all fragments with many defects. Mu Qingyun studied them carefully and roughly knew that this was an ancient city with very complicated mechanisms. There were several schools of ancient Feng Shui techniques, Qimen Dunjia, etc. Mark of.
As well as the words on the inscription, she could recognize 60 to 70% of them.
After pondering for a moment, he took a deep breath and continued to read hard.
Two days later, Mu Qingyun once again read the book that was several times thicker into a thin catalog. She suddenly seemed to be enlightened.
Let’s take a look at the photos in the request for help. Finally, I feel like reading the text on my palm.
Mu Qingyun quickly printed the photos, compared them with the catalog, arranged them bit by bit, and studied them carefully.
This large ancient city full of institutions seems to be besieging someone or something?
Mu Qingyun thought for a while, took out a stack of paper, and quickly sketched the architectural structure of the building against the photo.
She wrote the numbers step by step, marking the gates of life and death, as well as some parts that were in the picture and some that were not in the picture. She guessed the possible mechanisms, good and bad directions, etc.
It took him at least more than two hours to write a long article eloquently, and then he was relieved after translating the ancient text.
Mu Qingyun finished it in one go and wrote so many things. Zhang Lan sat aside and looked dumbfounded.
He didn't know whether this young lady's writing was correct or not, but it looked so powerful.
Zhao Yang didn't understand it, didn't understand it at all, but he was a little nervous unconsciously, although he didn't know what he was nervous about.
Mu Qingyun picked up his phone, simply took pictures of what he wrote and drew, uploaded them, and sent a private message to the poster.
However, because he considered himself a good person, he still reminded him - the mechanism is exquisite and can change according to the four seasons.
The general idea is that curiosity can kill the cat. I hope the poster is purely doing academic research and will never seek death.
Seeing that Mu Qingyun had finished sending the private message, Mu Qingyun was still feeling well. Zhang Lan, Zhao Yang, and Wang Mengmeng were all a little exhausted and sat lazily on the chairs, unable to move for a long time.
