I crushed an insect to death, and the system actually said I killed a dragon?

The next day, the morning light was dim.

Qin Yang got up early and couldn't wait to go out, rushing towards the library to clock in for work.

Now this library is like a treasure house to me.

Go to work, touch fish, and just lie down to improve your strength.

It’s so comfortable!

Where can I find such a good job?

However, just as Qin Yang came to the door of the library, he suddenly heard a message from his mobile phone.

Take it out and take a look.

It was a group message about stewardship in the work group.

[Everyone come to the conference room as soon as possible to hold an emergency meeting! The owner is here! 】

The shocking news made Qin Yang stunned for a moment.

Why is the librarian here?

In his impression, the master of the museum has always been the image of a dragon that sees the beginning but never the end.

Now that I'm here in person, I'm afraid I have something important to explain!

Thinking of this, Qin Yang didn't hesitate.

He immediately got up and rushed to the large conference room in the library.

….

At this moment, the large conference room, which can accommodate a hundred people, is already packed with people and the noise is constant. All the workers are gathered together.

Qin Yang lowered his head silently, walked into the room as usual, and found an inconspicuous corner to stay.

After taking his seat, he looked up at the podium.

I saw a middle-aged man in a straight formal suit standing there, his temples slightly frosted, exuding a gentle and elegant scholarly atmosphere, and his gestures were pleasant and graceful.

But despite this, some uncontrollable power of the stars still escapes.

"This is……."

Qin Yang stared at the curator on the stage, feeling a little surprised.

No matter how well the opponent conceals his strength, he cannot escape his own judgment.

Is the curator really a master of the Xiantian realm? !

But after thinking about it, this is normal.

A place like Jianghai City Library contains countless Kung Fu books for practicing, so naturally there must be strong people in charge.

After all the staff arrived.

The owner on the stage made a fist with his right hand and put it to his mouth, coughing lightly:

"Everyone, please be quiet."

Lang Run's gentle voice came out, although the volume was not loud, but it just drowned out the noise made by everyone.

Everyone present was silent for a moment.

After seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was calm, the owner continued:

"Very well, everyone, please calm down. I don't intend to take up too much of your time today. I just want to give you a few words of advice."

"Recently, we must treat those who enter the library to read with more respect and never neglect them. Especially some strangers and elderly people whom we have never met before. We must pay special attention to them and must not slack off in the slightest..."

Next, most of the things he explained were about the attitude of the staff.

In the conference room, everyone nodded and listened carefully to the curator's instructions.

Afraid of missing something.

The expressions on everyone's faces were tense, as serious as facing a powerful enemy.

I see everyone in this state.

Qin Yang, who was sitting in the seat, was immediately confused.

what's the situation?

Why are everyone so serious today?

Is it possible that someone from above is going to come down to check it recently? !

Just when Qin Yang was thinking wildly, the short morning meeting passed by quickly and soon came to an end.

"Okay, everyone, I have finished what I want to explain. Thank you for your hard work during these special days."

The owner of the museum glanced at everyone present and said calmly: "You should go back to your respective posts first and do what I just told you."

Following the owner's order, everyone stood up and left their seats and began to leave the conference room.

Qin Yang followed behind everyone, still maintaining his normal state.

However.

Just as he passed under the podium.

The host above the podium raised his eyebrows slightly.

Staring at Qin Yang's back, he was stunned for a moment.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a special temperament from Qin Yang's body.

Is it an illusion?

When the steward on the side saw this, he quickly came to the owner's side and whispered:

"Lord Master...what's the problem with that young man?"

"No, it just feels a little special."

The owner of the museum shook his head and asked slightly curiously: "When did he arrive in the museum? Why don't I remember it?"

"It's normal to have no impression, Master. This guy is new. He has only been working for a few months and has not even passed his probation period."

The steward frowned and thought for a while, then added: "Low talent, nothing outstanding."

"Is this so..."

Hearing this, the owner nodded and didn't take it to heart anymore. He just praised: "The young man is quite handsome."

After all, this world is all about strength, and no matter how handsome you are, you can't be used as food.

The measure of strength is still based on how many star beasts are hunted.

………..

After walking out of the conference room.

Qin Yang felt the gaze gathered behind him disappear, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He also felt the gaze the owner had just cast.

However, with the protection of the innate realm, he can hide his own strength, so he doesn't care.

What Qin Yang didn't expect was this.

The owner's intuition is so sharp that he can feel something is wrong just by passing by!

"This world is still too dangerous. We need to be more low-key in the future."

Thinking of this, Qin Yang walked quickly to the library, ready to start work.

Unexpectedly at this time.

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"Wait for me, Lao Qin!"

Qin Yang looked back and saw an old acquaintance.

It's Xia He!

"What were you thinking, running away so fast? I wanted to call you to the conference room just now, but I didn't even follow you."

Xia He jogged to Qin Yang's side and said breathlessly.

"Do you believe me when I say I'm in a hurry to go to work?"

Qin Yang smiled and joked casually.

"Pull him down, you act like a boring gourd every day. I think you want to meet that swordsman by chance?"

Xia He rolled his eyes and said, "You want to make progress too much!"

"What kind of swordsman?"

Hearing this, Qin Yang stayed where he was and said in surprise: "What nonsense are you talking about here?"

"Are you guys and your buddies pretending to be stupid? I asked you to go to Bai Jinhan but you didn't go... but now you don't even know about such a big thing? Just read the news for yourself. This morning's hot searches are all about this!"

With that said, Xia He took out his mobile phone and casually sent a few links to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang opened the link and took a look.

I saw a picture of a broken mountain peak prominently displayed on the most searched interface.

The familiar scene left Qin Yang stunned and secretly surprised.

Isn't this the mountain I cut off last night?

It actually became a hot search?

Seeing the surprise on Qin Yang's face, Xia He thought he was scared, so he couldn't help but explain confidently:

"You kid, don't you know? Last night, the mountain peak in the suburbs was cut off with a sword. Now everyone is discussing it. I don't know which swordsman is here.

Now that the matter has been spread, the museum owner held a meeting because he was afraid that we would offend this powerful man. "

As he spoke, Xia He was filled with emotion and sighed: "It would be great if I could take this strong man as my teacher. This sword-breaking peak is so handsome!"

There was deep envy in his tone.

Hearing this, Qin Yang had a strange expression on his face and joked: "Want to become a disciple? Give me a lesson first."