"Then, if you think about it in reverse, if there are many books in the library, almost all of which are soft-shelled, what will happen when I take out a book?"
Feng Yan's eyes fell on the empty space where the books had just been pulled out, and he quickly came to a conclusion: if they were all books packed in soft shells, after pulling out a book, the empty space that was taken out would be filled with books from both sides. The soft books immediately blocked the space.
Feng Yan smiled and looked inside the empty space. He found that it was so dark that the bottom could not be seen, but the bookcase should not be too wide and should almost be the same width as the books, so Feng Yan had no worries. He put his hand in.
But after he put his hand in, something surprising happened to him. After putting half of his arm in, he still didn't touch the bottom. Feng Yan was a little surprised, but not afraid. He simply put his whole arm in.
"Could it be the same as the rabbit hole setting?"
After Feng Yan stretched his entire arm in, he still couldn't touch anything. Just when he wanted to draw a circle and feel if there were any other objects that could be touched around him, a pair of cold hands instantly pinched his wrist. Feng Yan frowned slightly, but did not do anything drastic. Two seconds later, Feng Yan felt a finger trying to write on his palm. Feng Yan immediately opened his palm completely in cooperation.
"1~1~8~"
Although the writing speed of his fingers was very fast, the numbers he wrote were very simple. After writing these three numbers, the hand holding Feng Yan's wrist immediately let go.
Feng Yan withdrew his arm, and there were no numbers on his palm. It seemed that the guy who wrote on his hand just now didn't have any paint on his fingers. This reminder was just for the player to feel.
Feng Yan thought for a moment, then held the book and spoke quickly: "Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine and neon, sodium, magnesium, aluminum, silicon and phosphorus, sulfur, chloride, argon, potassium and calcium, scandium, titanium, vanadium, chromium and manganese, iron, cobalt, nickel, copper and zinc..." "
118 is the number of all elements in the periodic table. This is not difficult to guess after combining the chemistry books in hand. But what Feng Yan didn’t know was which groups of elements the system required him to read out, so Feng Yan chose to memorize them all. Continue until he recites the conditions required by the system. This is a trivial matter for him. He remembers all 118 elements. Not only can he remember them, but he can also write them all. Of course, many people can do this.
When Feng Yan read the sixth group of elements, the book in his hand glowed blue, and a middle-aged European man in gorgeous clothes appeared in front of Feng Yan. At this time, less than two minutes had passed.
This middle-aged man wears a crown, wears the costumes of ancient European court nobles, and wears a crown on his head. It is not difficult to judge that this guy should be a king or something.
"Hey friend, my name is Charlemagne. You don't have much time. We can't waste it. I know what you want... The way to teleport to the recipe area from here is right."
Feng Yan looked at Charlemagne, bowed slightly to show respect, and thought to himself: It turns out to be this hero.
"Dear Charlemagne, as you say, please help me."
Emperor Charlemagne took two steps with satisfaction and said: "My friend, I understand that you are eager to find a method of teleportation, but you must solve the mystery. Only people with wisdom are qualified to obtain a method of teleportation. "
Feng Yan folded his arms and said immediately: "Please give me a question."
Charlemagne smiled and said: "Please tell me exactly where my sword is. You only have one chance."
Emperor Charlemagne did not have a sword on his body. He only wore a set of gorgeous clothes, and a sword must be at least nearly 1 meter long. If he had hidden it on his body, he would definitely be seen at a glance. At this time, he obviously did not have a sword attached to him. possibility, then his sword may be located anywhere in the library. Charlemagne actually asked Feng Yan to tell where his sword was hidden. There is only one chance. The second wave of book spirits will come soon. There was not enough time to show up, which was obviously a bit embarrassing.
After hearing this, Feng Yan only thought for less than 10 seconds, then pointed to his temple and said, "The sword is hidden in your head."
Charlemagne showed a surprised expression, then he made a fist with his right hand, put the fist socket towards his temple, and pulled it out. In an instant, a sword about 1 meter long was pulled out from his temple, almost like a magic trick. .
Holding the sword in his hand, Charlemagne said incredulously: "Oh God, my friend, how did you guess it? And so fast!"
Feng Yan stretched out his index finger and shook it and said: "I'm not guessing, I have factual basis. Guessing is too low-end for me. Emperor Charlemagne, if you say your name alone, you are not a student of history. Many people may not have heard of it, but I’m going to tell you about your other identity, which is almost a household name.”
Charlemagne shrugged and said, "The figure on the King of Hearts is me."
Feng Yan nodded: "The King of Hearts on the playing card is based on you. On that card, you hold a sword hilt at the head position. Only a little bit of the sword blade is exposed. The rest of the sword blade can be seen. It seems to be hidden behind the head, but it actually enters your mind. If it is just hidden behind the head, it is impossible that the blade will not protrude from the other side. This is what is painted on the card. This is mine. Speculation.”
Emperor Charlemagne clapped his hands and said: "You are indeed a very smart friend, so I won't waste your time. Have you seen the ten spotlights above the bookcase? Adjust the angle of the third spotlight to a horizontal state. You will be teleported immediately."
After saying that, Charlemagne gradually disappeared. The spotlight on the top of the bookcase was a small round light whose angle could be adjusted by hand. To adjust the angle to whichever angle you wanted, you only needed to flick it with your hand. At this time, the spotlight The lamp is facing outward at a 45° angle.
Feng Yan couldn't reach the spotlight at the top. He decisively pulled out a few thick and large books and put them under his feet. After stepping on them, he pushed the spotlight to a horizontal state. In an instant, he only felt a suffocating spasm, accompanied by His vision went dark. This feeling only lasted for a few tenths of a second. The next moment he regained consciousness, he looked up at the bookshelf in front of him. There were all cookbook-type books on them. It seemed that he had already arrived at the cookbook section. At this time, many books on the bookshelf in the recipe area were glowing with blue light, which was extremely dazzling for a moment. At this moment, the countdown also ended.
"Ho~ho~ho~!!!"
He heard multiple roars that shook the world. These roars were very low and had a hissing sound. The entire library seemed to tremble. Then Feng Yan felt a big thing heading towards him. The reason why it felt huge was because Feng Yan felt that when the monster ran, the ground was shaking, but the amplitude of the vibration was somewhat similar to friction. This sound was caused by the huge friction force on the ground. There were waves of low-frequency vibrations, and soon Feng Yan knew why such vibrations occurred.
