Chapter 254 Zhenhai Guanlan, the Optimizing Pillar
"You can have this."
"Exactly, Sixth Uncle and Sixth Aunt, just because the people here don't know the whereabouts of the two children, it doesn't mean that others don't know."
"Let's go to Zhenhai College and have a look. We should be able to get some news about the two of them."
Wu Ze spoke and looked at Zhang Hong, Wu Xueruo and Lin Fei:
"Lin Fei, Wu Xueruo, Zhang Hong, you three, I think you can help me with this little favor, right?"
"Haha, of course there is no problem. Wu Ze, don't worry, after I go back, I will find someone to find out about the two of them."
Lin Fei chuckled and responded. He could just take this opportunity to build a good relationship with Wu Ze.
"Six uncles and six aunts, right? Let's go back to the academy and talk. Don't worry, you two, my sisters will definitely help you find out the news about those two people."
Wu Xueruo stepped forward, gently took Aunt Six's left hand, and assured her.
"I agree. I'll ask the brothers from the martial arts club to look for them later. Don't worry, Wu Ze."
Zhang Hong also nodded in agreement.
"Thank you very much."
Wu Ze cupped his hands in thanks, and the three of them waved their hands without saying a word. They all saw how powerful Wu Ze was, and if there was an opportunity to make friends with Wu Ze, the three of them would never turn it away.
Even Tang Tian secretly made a decision when he saw this scene.
Looking back, he will ask Haotian people to look for Liu Zilong and Liu Ziluo, which can be regarded as a personal favor for Wu Ze.
After making up their mind, Wu Ze and others walked towards Zhenhai College along with others.
Not long after, Liu Heizi drove the Yuanli levitation car and drove into the gate of Zhenhai College amid everyone's envy and curiosity.
The Xinghan Empire has nine schools, referred to as: Xinghan Nine Schools, and Yunzhou Zhenhai College is one of the nine schools.
This college has the reputation of "Zhenhai Guanlan, Optimizing the Sky". Many world-renowned celebrities have been produced here. In other words, the existence of each of the nine universities is a strong foundation for Xingze.
After entering Zhenhai College, everyone exchanged greetings and began to go about their own business. Wu Ze refused everyone's invitation and began to visit this world-famous institution alone.
Walking on the path in the academy, Wu Ze looked at the scenery and buildings that he had never seen before and only existed in his imagination, and he couldn't help but feel a little more emotional.
You know, when the world had not changed dozens of days ago, ordinary people like him were not qualified to step into this place.
And this is also a place that all young people with dreams yearn for. Only when they step here will they have a way to pursue their dreams.
Along the way, even though it is winter, the tree-lined paths can still give people a sense of vitality. New life is contained in the dead trees. When spring comes, the courtyard will surely be filled with flowers.
Here, there is the gorgeous but simple Wenxue Pavilion; there are many multifunctional classrooms with complete functions and full of technology; there is the Zhenhai Library, which is as huge as a hill; and there are all kinds of things that Wu Ze has never seen before. Various facilities.
It can be said that in this Zhenhai Academy, as long as it is owned by the Xinghan Empire, except for those confidential items, there is everything here.
Powerful technological products, exquisite works of art, and ancient craftsmanship all have their place of inheritance here.
Ancient books and bamboo slips, military strategies, interesting stories, classic literature, famous works of saints...etc.
As long as you can become a student of this college, these are all open to you unconditionally.
Therefore, as soon as he stepped into it, Wu Ze chose to say goodbye to everyone. After he walked around the Zhenhai Academy alone, he came to the Zhenhai Library.
The entire building is made of red sandalwood, with no bricks or cracks visible. It seems to be completely made from nature. It is the result of the ultimate sublimation of ancient architecture.
This library alone is a masterpiece that symbolizes the pinnacle of wooden architecture.
This library has nine floors. How big is the area... Anyway, it is larger than any building Wu Ze has ever seen.
Gently pushing the door open, Wu Ze stepped inside. The feet landed on the dust-free floor, making a moderate tapping sound.
Looking up, many books appeared in front of Wu Ze.
If you look carefully, you will see that among the bookshelves, there is everything you need for every subject. Here you can see everything you could not imagine.
And this is only the first level!
Wu Ze walked gently by, looking at the books that represented the current level of science and technology of mankind, but there was an extra regret in his heart.
He had worked hard for this before, but...he failed in the end. The high amount of money kept him away.
Of course, he can also choose to accept funding from others.
However, he had just barely obtained the credits to enter the government, but in front of the vast number of students in the entire Xingze Empire, he really didn't stand out at all.
In other words, the word 'reluctantly' once again rejected all sponsors. Because no one would bet on such an unspectacular person and bear the high tuition fees.
If it is lost, it is truly lost. Even these books that record many subjects, in Wu Ze's eyes, are just text carriers that he cannot understand.
After browsing through different subjects, walking around, and letting go of one thing on his mind, Wu Ze walked towards the second floor.
Stepping lightly through the stairs, he reached the second floor.
At first glance, Wu Ze saw various books recording many techniques here.
There are ancient techniques and modern civilization technology here. After a brief look, Wu Ze, who was not interested in it, stepped to the third floor.
Arriving at this third floor, Wu Ze saw the economic system of the Xinghan Empire. Here, all the important economic events of the Xinghan Empire for thousands of years are recorded, as well as the important commercial events that occurred in the empire.
In the past, Wu Ze might have stayed here to take a good look at the classics, learn a thing or two from them, and maybe even see a way to make a fortune from them.
But now, the world has changed drastically, and money is useless. Xinghan's economy has collapsed, and all economic systems have become somewhat useless until order is re-established.
The fourth floor was literary classics, where Wu Ze saw the epitome of the splendid civilization of the Xinghan Empire.
Qizhi's holy chess, Wu Dao's sacred paintings, Xiuzhi's calligraphy, Kangyou's immortal qin, and modern civilization's qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are all available.
Ancient classics, modern classics, many classics gathered together, Wu Zeke stopped here to appreciate it.
Then Wu Ze came to the fifth floor. Everywhere he looked, there were some saints' classics.
The ancient calligraphy was recorded on a scroll of bamboo slips. Wu Ze picked up a scroll and read it carefully.
The bamboo slips contain ancient profound meanings as well as modern annotations of the text.
In contrast, Wu Ze didn't look hard at it. In the past, he loved this kind of ancient prose, but now that he has the opportunity, he will naturally not let it go.
However, the difference between Wu Ze and others is that he does not like the meaning of the article, or the truth contained in the article, he simply likes the image of this ancient text.
Looking at its image and thinking about what it represents, Wu Ze's thoughts will be radiated.
Speculating on the evolution of fonts and feeling the differences is Wu Ze's greatest pleasure in his life.
After reading one volume, Wu Ze picked up the second volume and the third volume, one in each hand, and found a corner at random to ponder it carefully.
Unknowingly, time passed little by little.
During this period, a middle-aged elegant man holding a bamboo book came gently and sat opposite Wu Ze.
Wu Ze didn't care about this. After reading the bamboo book in his hand, he slightly threw it to his side. Under the control of the power of spiritual thought, the bamboo book returned to its original place.
Then, Wu Ze used the power of his spiritual thoughts to roll up another bamboo scroll and bring it back to him, and once again continued to devote himself to the exploration and research of ancient Chinese characters.
Opposite, the middle-aged man ignored Wu Ze's actions. He sat quietly and looked at the bamboo slip in his hand. After he finished reading, he got up and changed a bamboo slip, then returned to the original place and continued to sit quietly and read.
In this way, the two of them, one big and one small, did not disturb each other, they just sat quietly in this corner, each of them immersed themselves in the bamboo slips in their hands.
Time once again passed in minutes and seconds until it was getting dark. Lin Fei came to the library, searched the first to fourth floors, came to the fifth floor, and found the two people in the corner.
Seeing how serious the two of them were, Lin Fei couldn't help but feel speechless.
His uncle is just that. As everyone knows, this man is a bookworm who has read countless books in his life. He is one of the most knowledgeable people in the entire Zhenhai Academy and even the entire Xinghan Empire.
But what Lin Fei didn't expect was that Wu Ze was also a nerd. I actually spent half a day soaking in this library.
"Uncle, Wu Ze, are you too obsessed? It's almost nightfall, we should go back."
Lin Fei spoke, and in the silent library, a clear voice interrupted the two of them.
Hearing this, Luo Shucheng came back to his senses slightly, looked at the growing darkness, and pulled his thoughts back from the bamboo slips.
"Is it going to be dark again?"
"Oh! I don't know if it's my imagination, but why do I feel like it's getting dark faster and faster?"
Luo Shucheng sighed and put down the bamboo slips in his hand, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart. Just as he complained, he always felt that time was not enough.
"Oh! It was better than the old days. There were lights when it was dark. It's not like now, where it gets dark after a while."
After sighing for the second time, looking at the black rising outside the window, Luo Shucheng reluctantly stood up and carefully put the bamboo slips in his hands back to their original positions.
"..."
Lin Fei was speechless and looked at this scene very accustomed to it. If the power facilities hadn't been lost now, his uncle would have spent another day and night in the library.
"Wu Ze, it's dark, and everyone is waiting for you. Do you think you should put down the books in your hands first?"
Turning around, Lin Fei saw that Wu Ze was not paying attention to him at all, his face darkened slightly, and he reminded him in a low voice again.
"No, wait until I finish reading this volume."
Wu Ze waved his hand.
After saying that, Wu Ze seemed to realize that there was some darkness in the building, so he stretched out his hand and the source of light bloomed in his hand, releasing his own source skill: Light Technique, generating a ball of light, suspended in mid-air.
With this light group present, the originally darkened floor began to become as bright as day again.
When Luo Shucheng on the side saw this scene, his eyes lit up. He picked up the bamboo slips that he had put down again and returned to his seat.
"It's better to be a person who is awakened by the origin. There is such a method. My friend, please lend me some light and let me read this bamboo book."
Luo Shucheng greeted Wu Ze.
This is also the first time the two of them have said hello since they met.
Wu Ze put down the bamboo book in his hand, nodded to Luo Shucheng and said, "Yes, sir, as you wish."
After that, he continued to invest in the study of ancient bamboo writing.
The reason why Wu Ze is so obsessed with this is that in addition to his own interest, Wu Ze also discovered that there are familiar lines in these ancient characters.
It was because of this discovery that Wu Ze became more involved in it.
"..."
Lin Fei was speechless as he looked at the young and old with a bitter look on his face.
Yes, you can’t afford to offend the older one, and you can’t afford to offend the younger one even more!
Originally, he wanted to remind them that everyone was waiting for them, but looking at the two of them, they didn't take it seriously at all.
In addition, after dark, the bright light will attract zombies. But considering Wu Ze's strength, Lin Fei instinctively did not mention this matter.
Even the fourth-level star beast can only last two turns in this person's hands. What we really need to worry about is that those zombies should worry about their own lives, but Wu Ze has no need to worry about it.
There was nothing he could do. He couldn't afford to offend or persuade him, so Lin Fei could only stand aside silently, waiting for the two of them to finish reading the bamboo books in their hands.
About ten minutes later, Wu Ze and Luo Shucheng put down the bamboo slips in their hands together. The two of them finally read the bamboo slips in their hands, which made Lin Fei breathe a sigh of relief.
"Little friend, have you gained anything this time?" Luo Shucheng asked aloud.
"Well, it's not bad. It's true that I gained something, but there's still one thing I haven't fully understood. It's like a leaf blocking your vision, and you can't see Mount Tai." Wu Ze said with some regret.
"Oh, little friend, can you tell me which point it is?"
"I, Luo Shucheng, love this thing in my life. I can't say I can tell you more about it," Luo Shucheng said with great interest.
He knew Wu Ze. To be more precise, he came to Zhenhai Library after hearing about Wu Ze.
When they first met, seeing Wu Ze's seriousness towards the bamboo slips, he immediately felt that he had found a kindred spirit.
Therefore, instead of disturbing Wu Ze rashly, he chose to accompany him.
"Okay. Then I'll talk to you, sir."
Wu Ze thought for a while, then told Luo Shucheng what he had learned:
"Sir, do you know the source pattern?"
"Huh? Origin Pattern? What is this?"
Luo Shucheng was slightly startled and said in confusion.
Hearing this, Wu Ze's eyes flashed with disappointment.
Well, this person doesn’t even know the source pattern. Needless to say, it is impossible to get a different answer from this person.
"My friend, can you tell me more about it?" Luo Shucheng asked.
Seeing the serious look on his face, Wu Ze immediately explained again: "The so-called 'source pattern' is a pattern that records the origin. It is shaped like jade, and it can be obtained with the source power to control the origin pattern it represents. skills."
"Just like the characters in the bamboo, each pattern has its own different definition and origin pattern technique."
"This source pattern can also be nourished by source power and continue to grow. This is the same as the changes and evolution of this ancient text..."
