Reading to gain unlimited powers, I will become a god in the end of the world

"It's so difficult. I can't release the five swords until now. It will take years and years to reach the level you mentioned." Su Yu sighed and lay directly on the round table.

"Keep it up. If we can get more of that kind of crystal core, wouldn't the improvement speed be much faster?"

"That's right. Brother Mingyang absorbed one and was directly promoted to the first level. The steel needles were replaced by flying swords."

"Well, just lay a good foundation. He was much better than us before he was promoted." Mu Ningxue narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Wang Mingyang with a look of unwillingness to admit defeat.

"He awakened much earlier than us, he must be stronger than us!" Su Yu's eyes lit up, remembering the time when Wang Mingyang took her out of the Provincial Library and went to Liuhe Baoli Hotel.

"Speaking of which, when did he awaken his superpower?" Mu Ningxue sat up straight and looked directly at Su Yu.

"I don't know the specific time, but Brother Mingyang said that he awakened on the day of the end of the world..." Su Yu recalled the process of communicating with Wang Mingyang. At that time, Wang Mingyang did say that he had awakened his superpower that day.

"That's only a few hours ahead of you, and one day ahead of me...is the time difference that big?" Mu Ningxue asked confused.

Su Yu shook his head: "I think the problem is not here, but that Brother Mingyang seems to have thought more, so he can teach us how to train our abilities."

"Indeed, superpowers are not as static as the skills in the game. Once mastered, different abilities can be derived."

"Haha, so Brother Mingyang is right to let you study, otherwise you would have no choice but to use that range of deceleration ability."

"I think your ability can be like this..."

The two women kept mumbling, and Wang Mingyang kept walking between the bookshelves.

The system quickly scanned all kinds of books, and there were more and more books in the library in my mind.

However, during this scan, Wang Mingyang also discovered a problem. Many books were duplicates of those previously collected in the provincial library.

"System, what should we do with these duplicate books?"

[After scanning all the books, the system will automatically check for duplication, and only one book with the same content will be kept in the library. 】

All right! It seems that this worry is unnecessary...

The system is quite smart and has a built-in duplication check function, which makes it much simpler.

Otherwise, the dazzling array of books listed together would already be dazzling, and there is really no need to add more repetitions.

After quickly scanning the first floor, Wang Mingyang greeted the two women and walked upstairs.

Scanning of the second floor completed...

Scanning of the third floor completed...

Scanning of the fourth floor completed...

It took two hours to scan all four floors.

Wang Mingyang breathed a long sigh of relief and controlled several flying swords to push away the zombie corpses blocking the way on the stairs. As soon as he stepped out, his body suddenly froze.

There seems to be something vaguely wrong...

Wang Mingyang frowned and looked around. The entire fourth floor bookshelf collapsed.

There are many corpses lying on the ground, and the bloody and mutilated limbs are what they should be.

But on the fifth day of the apocalypse, these corpses still didn't smell bad.

This shows that these corpses should have been formed only yesterday.

Some of the zombies were killed by Wang Mingyang just now, and the corpses of other zombies would not be older than yesterday.

The zombie's body is not actually dead, but its consciousness has been eroded and turned into a walking zombie.

Therefore, even if the weather is hot, except for the gradual decay of the wounds, the entire body of the corpses is still normal and does not emit corpse odor.

Of course, the place where flesh and blood and limbs were everywhere had already started to stink.

In his previous life, Wang Mingyang had long been accustomed to this stench. After his rebirth, he never paid much attention to this problem.

But just now, he suddenly realized there was a difference.

Could it be that this fourth floor has been cleaned?

Wang Mingyang observed the corpse on the stairs and scanned the surrounding environment.

His eyes gradually became serious, and there were many smash marks on the wall.

Some of the zombies' heads seemed to have been smashed by the bookshelves, and several wrought iron stools' legs were stuck in their heads.

This looks very man-made...

Wang Mingyang silently opened the Mustard Seed space, and a large ball of metal floated out, quickly melting into a silver-white molten metal.

Stretching out his arms, Wang Mingyang controlled the metal liquid to spread throughout his body. Except for his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, his whole body was covered with a thin layer of titanium alloy.

Due to the lack of Iron Man's mecha drawings, Wang Mingyang could only leave the joints out to avoid affecting the movement.

After doing this layer of protection, Wang Mingyang took more than 20 flying swords and walked up the stairs.

The sound of metal friction sounded, and the hall on the fifth floor gradually appeared in front of you.

When Wang Mingyang stood still in the hall, a stool suddenly flew out from the corner and hit him on the head.

He clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed it hard. The wooden stool suddenly fell into pieces, and sawdust flew into the air.

Wang Mingyang turned around unnaturally and looked around. This temporary metal shell had good protection, but its flexibility was much poorer.

Another table flew towards him, and Wang Mingyang didn't bother to smash it with his hands. It hurt...

Three flying swords shot out from beside him, immediately cutting the table into four pieces.

The flying sword crossed the table and shot straight to the corner more than ten meters away.

A young man with a ponytail stood there with a stunned look on his face.

The moment he saw the man's figure clearly, Wang Mingyang shuddered, and three flying swords suddenly stopped in front of the young man.

An invisible force resisted the three flying swords. The sword tip seemed to pierce a thin film, pushing out three small cones of air.

Following Wang Mingyang's thought, three flying swords drew an arc and flew back.

The young man's clenched teeth were immediately released, and he took a big breath, and the film disappeared immediately.

"Why...you attacked me!"

Wang Mingyang looked at the familiar figure in front of him and didn't even notice that his voice was trembling.

"I'm really sorry. I just have a temporary itch and want to try my hand at it."

The young man slowed down his heartbeat and showed an embarrassed smile.

The metal armor on his body slowly melted, revealing Wang Mingyang's handsome cheeks, "I don't think these two strikes are just a test of your hand. If I can't catch it, the table can smash my head!"

"This...didn't you catch it? I saw your fight just now, and I have confidence in your strength."

The young man reached out and touched his ponytail and smiled.

"What's your name, why are you here?"

Wang Mingyang secretly put away the metal ball made of melted armor, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, nodded and asked calmly.

"Heavenly Lord of Infinite Blessings! His name is Li Yuchan, and he is a disciple of Changchun Guanzhong in Ulshan County, Nanzhao City."

The young man's face was solemn, he stood up straight with his legs together, held Tai Chi seals with his hands, leaned over slightly and saluted with Ziwu Jue.

A flash of recollection flashed in Wang Mingyang's eyes, and then a bad smile appeared on his face. He placed his fists on his right chest and leaned over slightly to return the salute.

"Scabbage treasure... Taoist priest is compassionate!"