The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons

Chapter 10 The Book of Brass
Think about it, bang!Ange hit something, and his thoughts were bounced off.

Looking back, I saw that I was blocked outside the most central area of ​​the Palace of Rest. Inside was the king's sleeping place.

Obviously, some enchantment blocked An Ge's thoughts from entering this area, but An Ge didn't feel anything, neither surprised nor lost, and turned around and floated towards the tallest tower in the east.

The Palace of Rest is very huge, with five building complexes. The center is naturally the core area of ​​the Palace of Rest. The rest of the four building complexes are arranged in four corners and symmetrically arranged. The tower on the east is the tallest.

Ange's thoughts entered here in a swish, and did not touch the enchantment.

It looks like a tall tower from the outside, but it looks more like a chimney when you come in. The internal structure has no levels and intervals at all, just a cylindrical space that goes straight up, all the way to the top of the tower.

It was empty, with nothing but a small podium on the ground in the middle with a book on it.

Yes, there is a book on a small podium, which is the only thing in the whole tower.

Ange's thoughts drifted over and touched the book, and he was surprised to find that it was a book made of brass, hard and heavy.

With Ange's touch, the brass book turned over like a brush, and a huge phantom soared into the sky, instantly filling the interior space of the entire tower. It was the phantom of the book.

Anger understands why the tower is so high. If it is not so high, it will definitely not be able to accommodate the phantom of this book.

The phantom of the book is turned upright, showing the inner pages. There were no words on the inner pages, but after the pages were opened, large golden characters gradually appeared on the pages.

Ange tilted his head and stared blankly, without moving for a long time.

In the page, the phantom of a giant brass dragon appeared, and he said in a puzzled manner, "Why is it a small skeleton? Ahem, um, don't you know the words?"

Ang nodded.

"What are you doing in the library if you don't know how to read? Nonsense." The Brass Dragon complained, "Forget it, although I can dictate it, it's too out of style and it's cheap for you."

A message was poured into Anger's soul and printed directly on it.

"Huh? Your soul is quite solid, why did you only reach the level of ashes?" the brass giant murmured in confusion.

Ang was at a loss. He didn't understand what it meant, but he understood the words on the page. The information printed by the brass giant dragon in his soul turned out to be knowledge of words.

The text on the page reads: The Book of Brass, Knows Everything, Asks Only One Question at a Time.

Can ask questions?omniscient?Angel tilted his head and asked with his soul, "Who are you?"

"Hahaha, finally someone asked this question, finally someone asked this question, God, God, you are so smart, you can even think of asking this question?" The Brass Dragon was so excited that he almost jumped from the page of the book Come out in general.

There is no one who is allowed to enter the library who does not know the Brass Dragon, plus the rule here is that only one question is allowed, and no one will waste a precious opportunity to ask who the Brass Dragon is, the Brass Dragon is the Brass Dragon, who else could it be?

"Good boy, you asked the right question, listen carefully, I am the book of brass, the god of knowledge, the omniscient Negris!" Negris' voice was like a bell, rumbling in Ange's soul make a sound.

Ange tilted his head to look at it, and Negris also looked up at Anger with his neck raised. After looking at each other for a long time, Negris couldn't hold back and asked, "Have you never heard my name? "

Ang nodded.

Negris was stunned: "I know, what can a small skeleton know? Don't you have any other questions to ask?"

Ange tilted his head, and the soul asked a puzzled question: "A question."

"It doesn't count, the one just now is not a question, but a reward. People who know my god's name can ask me a question every day as long as they call my name." Negris said quickly.

Originally, it was a nasty trap set by Negris. If someone asked who he was, he would tell the other person after answering that it was a question, and then when the other party was distressed, he told the other party that he could call his god. name, to ask him questions, one a day.

It's hard to get into the library, but I can only ask one question, and I can ask one every day, which is of course a reward.Then you can see that the other party's expression changes from great sadness to great joy, with great ups and downs. In this extreme emotional change, you can satisfy your own bad taste.

However, since it was sealed here, for thousands of years, no one has stepped on this trap, and finally won a chance. Who would not inquire about the origin of Negris before coming in?
As for what its god's name is, no one pays attention. No matter how powerful the god is, isn't it sealed here?Can you be more powerful than the undead king?
Thousands of years have passed, and I finally came across a guy who stepped into a trap, but it was a guy like Ange who played cards out of common sense. After asking who it was, he really didn't plan to ask again, and he almost lost his mind. Gris choked to death.

"Ask, ask another one, I am the omniscient god of knowledge, there is nothing I don't know." Ang's indifferent attitude made Negris a little annoyed, and he couldn't help urging him. It was ready. The answer to Ange's question, let him feel what is the power of the God of knowledge.

"Oh." An Ge thought for a while and asked, "Wang, where did you go?"

The phantom of the huge Brass Book snapped together, and the phantom of the Brass Dragon was also folded into it. Then, it shrank quickly and retracted onto the brass physical book on the small podium. With a snap, the entity was yellow. The bronze book was also covered.

The annoyed voice of the brass dragon Negris echoed in the space: "I don't know."

Not asking so many questions, but asking this, Negris himself wanted to know where the undead king went.It's obviously a small skeleton, with such a weird personality and such tricky questions, he doesn't cooperate at all, stop playing, strike!

Looking at the restored space, Ange tilted his head and retreated his thoughts. The small temper of the brass giant dragon had no effect on him at all. Ange was just a small skeleton, and there were not so many questions to answer.

As soon as his mind changed, he was about to float to another building complex, but Ange felt that someone pushed him, his body was being pushed.

Ange's mind returned to his body, and he immediately felt that someone was shaking his body desperately. He turned his head and saw that it was a small zombie.

Seeing that Anger reacted, the little zombie who was so anxious continued to scream and pointed desperately in one direction. Anger looked in the direction the little zombie was pointing, and saw a bast zombie moving from a distance. Come, roll his eyes, stretch out his long hands, and grab Ange aggressively.

Does this count as an 'active attack'?A question arose in Anger's soul, and he reached out to his waist and pulled out the scythe, and dexterously chopped it out.

　Thank you for trusting freedom, Bai Shouhe, book friend 20200617194948266 for the reward

　
(End of this chapter)