Xu Cheng became a glorious librarian.

The position of librarian is very magical, and many great people who have influenced the world have been born.

Of course, there are more ordinary people. If you want to become a big shot, you must first complete the prerequisites for back pay.

The middle-aged man who was unhappy with Xu Cheng sent him to the library and then left. He was greeted by the library director.

The curator is an old Asian man with an elegant and easy-going temperament. He has a smile and seems to have a kind personality.

"Follow me to the office."

The curator walked in front, Xu Cheng slowly followed behind.

The library is extremely vast, with rows of bookshelves filled with all kinds of books, just like an ocean of knowledge.

It is early in the morning, and there are not many people in the library. Only a few figures immersed in books can be seen. The subtle footsteps of the two slowly echoed in this silent space.

Soon, the two of them came to the curator's office. On the coffee table next to them, the tea cups were still warm. The old man got up early in the morning to drink tea.

When Xu Cheng didn't know whether to smile playfully or take it seriously, the curator turned around and smiled at him: "Don't be nervous, you can be casual and treat this place as your own home. We are our own people now."

After saying that, he winked at Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng understood immediately that this person should be a believer of the Goddess Sect.

It's one of our own, so that's okay.

Xu Cheng sat down on the sofa, took out a can of tea from under the coffee table and brewed it for himself. He moved very skillfully.

"Stop it!"

The smile on the curator's face suddenly became unbearable, and he rushed over to grab the tea leaves.

Xu Cheng was surprised and said: "Don't you treat me as your own home?"

"Home is your home, but things are not necessarily yours."

The curator looked at the large piece of tea that had been poached with distress, raised his head and asked Xu Cheng: "Why did Qiao Yins send you in at this time?"

"Didn't he tell you?"

Xu Cheng explained casually: "We are just here to investigate some things, don't worry, we won't cause you any trouble."

"That's the best. I still want to work in this position until I retire."

The librarian thought for a while and warned: "You don't have to do some chores. You can also move around freely in the library and check information. But you can't disturb people who come to the library, you can't destroy the books in the library, and what else?

You must tell me your ideas in advance.”

Xu Cheng patted his chest and assured: "It's totally fine."

The director hid the tea, then stood up and walked out: "Come with me, I will introduce you to the library."

The entire library is four stories high, and its area is no less than the national libraries of some countries. It contains precious books and various materials that the deceased has collected from all over the world over the long years, as well as

Many unique copies that are thought to have been lost can be called treasures of human civilization.

Although he didn't need to work, Xu Cheng still had to understand the work process to avoid being asked. If he didn't know everything after asking, wouldn't that be exposed?

The administrator's work is very complicated and trivial, including organizing, storing, classifying, counting, dusting, etc., which is not as easy as it seems on the surface.

Xu Cheng also realized the reason why the curator did not arrange work for him. If he also wanted to work, he would have to devote himself to endless work every day, and there would be no time to investigate what he wanted.

Under the guidance of the curator, Xu Cheng started walking around from the first floor, while taking note of the sections in the museum.

Occasionally I would meet some busy employees along the way, and the curator would stop and introduce Xu Cheng to them.

Xu Cheng didn't find it troublesome. Instead, he realized that the curator was supporting him and letting the staff know that there was someone behind him.

This way, office struggles can be avoided, and no one will interfere, so you can concentrate on your investigation.

Soon, the two arrived at the fourth floor of the library. There was a small exhibition room called the Hall of Fame. There were some biographies of famous people in it, and there were also portraits of many historical celebrities posted on the walls.

Of course, these celebrities are not well-known figures in the world, but historical figures within the deceased.

"There used to be many celebrities in the history of the Goddess Cult hanging here. Unfortunately, they were all taken down later, leaving less than one tenth."

The curator's expression was already kind, but his tone was unconsciously sarcastic: "Even if the remaining one-tenth, most of them have also served as black-robed archbishops, if we take them away, how can we give death to them?"

There is not even a single historical figure left."

Xu Cheng ignored the curator's complaints and glanced casually at the wall, suddenly stopping on a portrait.

The portrait shows a rich and handsome man with piercing eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

Although it is just a portrait, the artist's skills are extremely strong and he perfectly embodies the demeanor and characteristics of the person in the painting. At first glance, it looks like he is looking at a photo of a real person.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo Reading recently to catch up on books, change sources, and read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.]

What attracted Xu Cheng was not this man, but the name under the painting - Xu Fu!

Xu Cheng almost thought he had seen it wrong, so he rubbed his eyes and took another look.

That’s right, it’s Xu Fu!

Xu Fu, who was sent to sea by Qin Shihuang to search for the elixir of immortality, finally met Amaterasu in Takamagahara, Japan, and after obtaining the three artifacts, he unified the Japanese archipelago and became the first emperor.

His name will actually appear in the Hall of Fame of the Dead.

This is definitely a duplicate name, right?

The curator noticed that Xu Cheng had been staring at a certain painting. After looking at it, he read out the word Xu Fu in very standard Chinese: "Are you very interested in Xu Fu?"

Although he had already determined in his heart that it was the same name, Xu Cheng couldn't help but ask: "When did he come to give the deceased?"

Since it was turned into a portrait and hung on the wall, it must have been many years ago.

The librarian has worked in the library for decades and already knows everything here well. There is no need to look it up at all. He tells Xu Fu’s information without thinking: “Xu Fu came from Japan one hundred and sixty-five years ago.

When he came to Guangming Mountain, although he had the identity of a killer of the Death-Giving Branch, he was more like a scholar. After coming to Guangming Mountain, he was immediately valued by the research institute under the Senate and became a member of the institute."

"Xu Fu did not have any amazing performance in the institute, and he was gradually forgotten. However, ten years later, he became a blockbuster, produced research results that shocked the entire Senate, and became the director of the institute in one fell swoop.

President, was awarded the status of a lifelong honorary scholar."

Xu Cheng quickly asked: "What research results?"

The curator shook his head: "His research results are highly confidential and can only be accessed by supervisors. However, more than a hundred years later, all those involved have long since died."

"What is Xu Fu's final outcome?"

"Death from overwork. Xu Fu served as the director of the research institute. Not long after, he collapsed at his job due to overwork. The Senate put him in the Hall of Fame in gratitude for his contribution."

Xu Cheng remained silent. It sounded like this Xu Fu was not the same person as the Xu Fu who had lived for thousands of years. They probably just had the same name.

But why would a person from Japan be named Xu Fu?

"Okay, you can take your time and explore the rest of the place by yourself."

The curator warned: "I prefer to be quiet. I am usually in the office. If you have anything, you can come to the office to find me."

In other words, don't go to him if you have nothing to do.

Xu Cheng nodded, and after the curator left, he also left the Hall of Fame. Before walking out, he looked back at the portrait of Xu Fu on the wall.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Xu Fu in the portrait was also looking at him with a smile.

Xu Cheng looked at the portrait for a few seconds, then turned and left.

Qiao Yins only had one week left for the two of them, and it passed by in the blink of an eye, so it was considered urgent.

Xu Cheng did not fish for fish this time, and immediately began to read records related to the Moon Clan in the library.

However, it should be said that it was expected that all records about the Moon Clan were artificially deleted, as if they wanted to completely erase this family from the history of giving death.

Xu Cheng chose to check from the side and found some information related to the Moon Clan. Unfortunately, it was all fragmented and could not be regarded as intelligence at all.

When we finally investigated the night of the Moon Clan's accident, we couldn't find any relevant clues.

After two consecutive days with no results, Xu Cheng knew that his trip to the library was in vain. He could only hope that Qiu Gongyue could gain something from the internal database.

After taking some time off, Xu Cheng couldn't help but start thinking about Xu Fu and his highly confidential research results.

His curiosity has been completely aroused, and he can't help but talk about it whenever he has free time in the past two days, which almost drives him crazy.

He turned to investigate Xu Fu, but Xu Fu's information was deleted even more cleanly than that of the Moon Clan. In the huge library, he could not find a single name at all.

If his portrait hadn't been in the Hall of Fame, one might have thought that this person never existed.

After Xu Cheng thought for a long time, he suddenly stood up and walked out, preparing to change his investigation method.

Several library staff watched Xu Cheng leave, but no one dared to stand up and stop this connected person from flagrantly absenting himself from work.

…

Compared with the relaxed Xu Cheng, Qiu Gongyue was in danger, dancing on the tightrope.

The Goddess Cult can place a director in an unimportant place like the big library, but in an important place like the internal database, it can only place a small low-level manager.

Qiu Gongyue came here to do hard labor, and the people from the Goddess Cult could only guarantee that she would not be targeted, and everything else had to be done by herself.

It is impossible to investigate intelligence by working hard, and you will only be overwhelmed by a large amount of repetitive work every day, and you will not even have time to think.

But Qiu Gongyue didn't get discouraged or complain. She showed her super working ability on the first day and handled all the squeezed work perfectly and quickly. The old people in the office were stunned and exclaimed in their hearts, "Now

Are all newcomers monsters?'

Even the supervisor was alerted and ran out to watch the fun.

That night, when an assistant manager was leaving get off work, he accidentally broke his leg when he stepped out with his left foot.

The next day, Qiu Gongyue was promoted to temporary assistant manager in the eyes of many people with envy and jealousy.

When you reach the level of Assistant Director, you can have some access to some relatively confidential information.

But this was not enough. There were only six days left. She had to find a way to gain access to the most confidential information within six days.
Chapter completed!