Although the two men were shaved all over their bodies and eyebrows, Kam still recognized them at the second glance.

When he met the look, the person inside was stunned, as if he was shocked, and shivered with excitement. Then he rushed up, as if he wanted to rush out - but the magic cage was obviously much stronger than he thought, and there was no sound at all.

"That..." Kam spoke.

The two bull-headed lichs in front of them paused.

——Where are these two people going to send?

Kam wanted to ask

However, when he spoke, he realized that he could not express a complete sentence at all. He gestured at the two bull heads for a long time, but only got the other party's silence - and then he bypassed him and set off again.

In this way, Kam could only watch them being sent into the pink room and could not do anything.

——No, no, no.

It must be Don and the others who came back to find him, and it must be that they had not left, so they were accidentally caught here.

Kam's mind was buzzing, with only a few words rumbling back and forth.

This won't work.

Kam thought.

He has to do something, he has to.

Even though Hal said that he was already a lich and was different from Dorn and the others, he... still wanted to do something that he "he" could do and what he had to do.

A stream of heat suddenly surged in his chest, which was already cold and silent. Kam could no longer care about it and rushed towards the teleportation array.

...

At this moment, Mulala didn't know some small changes in the outside world, and was still immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

On a rare shelf in the library, she found a bunch of books that were bigger than her head. Most of these books were covered with dark golden patterns, which were clearly secretive.

So Mulala, who was not very skilled in floating skills, risked breaking her neck bones, held two big books in a slanted manner, and then found a quiet corner on this floor, took out the candlestick with her head and put it in a state of hard study.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly another sound came from the side.

"Rising." A very soft voice.

"...Well..." She raised her hand and moved the book, very dissatisfied with the person who was shining all over, which was really dazzling for reading.

"Swish." The person who came laughed, his voice as soft and gentle as the breeze under the sun.

"Ah?" Mulala finally came to her senses and looked up, but saw that it was the white-robed lich instructor with golden light.

Mulala was stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly. Because she was too aggressive, her head was unstable, and she almost threw herself on the white-robed mentor.

Of course, before she pounced on her, the white-robed instructor had reached out to support her steadily.

"It's been a long time since I saw you as serious, diligent and talented young lich as you are." The white-robed mentor praised.

"No," Mulala's answer was very modest, serious and calm. "I have been deeply touched here these days. There are too many seniors who have taken root here, and I feel deeply inferior."

As he spoke, his face turned in a certain direction. Following his gaze, he could see that there was indeed a goat-headed lich sitting cross-legged under the bookshelf not far away, without moving, only the book in front of him occasionally flipping - and a circle of thick, fat moss had grown under it.

"...It's really touching." The white-robed mentor seemed to be deeply touched, and stopped for a while before commenting.

"I need to learn from it." Mulala said, lowering her head again.

"Actually, you don't have to hurry." The white-robed instructor smiled and comforted her, "You have endless time to read these classics... In fact, sometimes you will gain a lot when chatting with the elders."

After hearing this, Mulala immediately closed the books in her hand and looked at it with a scrupulous look.

"During this time, I wonder how you feel about the collection of books here?"

"Too many." Mulala's tone was full of reverence.

When I first came here, Mulala, who was devoted to studying, was shocked by such a spectacular scene and couldn't speak for a while.

She spent two days, as long as it was not the time to study, she came here to touch books, and then touched all the books here aside.

The lich's library has extraordinary books. It almost divided a whole pyramid as a collection of books, filled with various classics. Scrolls, booklets, stone slabs, silk. The classics that can be collected since the birth of intelligent creatures seem to be hidden in this place. In addition to the bookshelf filled on all sides, there is also a spiral pillar in the middle, and the inside is filled with books in circles; even books are flying in the sky.

"... There are so many, much beyond imagination... Well..." Mulala seemed to be exhausted, and then she was ashamed, "I will study hard."

She said, staring at the books flying back and forth in the air like birds, with small green flames constantly jumping in her eyes.

"Do you want to see these?"

"Yes." Mulala nodded vigorously, "but they seemed difficult to catch."

"Catch?" The white-robed mentor chuckled, "These are the most famous masterpieces of lichs and mages since the record. They themselves contain the profound magic of the former master, so they are particularly lively."

"Ah, then it will take me a long time to see it." Mulala's tone was filled with regret, "I need to study harder."

"No," the white robe tutor shook his head, "there should be no threshold for knowledge—especially for our dear students.uysiphia."

He raised his hand toward a book with a crimson cover at the highest point, and the book flapped its wings and flew towards him and fell into his palms.

"Look, you just need to shout their names... Of course, some books may have a relatively uncommon language, which is what you really need to learn. After all, if you can't even shout their names, then you can't understand them."

"Thank you so much!" Mulala took the book from the white-robed instructor and thanked him repeatedly.

"Then I'll go somewhere else first, please enjoy it."

"I can." Mulala promised, and couldn't wait to open the book, and soon became immersed in it. She didn't even know when the white-robed instructor left.

"...you guy." However, not long after watching, a familiar voice sounded at her feet, sharp and thin, with an unhappy tone.

"Yeah." Lin didn't raise his head, and he remained focused.

"I said you should pay attention to the situation around you!" The rabbit lich's tiny bone claws pressed stubbornly on her page, not allowing them to turn.

"What's wrong?" Lin picked up the rabbit's neck bone in dissatisfaction.

"I told him just now."

"kindness?"

"I told Kaka that he was actually dead and turned into a lich."

"Oh." Mulala put the rabbit aside and lowered her head again, "It's a matter of time sooner or later."

"Why didn't you react at all?"

"What reaction do you want?" Mulala's tone was strange.

"He just knew he had become a lich!" Hal emphasized again.

"Isn't that good?" Lin was even more surprised. "You told me that? This was what he asked for - his desire for survival, his desire for knowledge, and the unparalleled chance, and then he can become a lich. How lucky is he? What can he react to? Oh, are you happy for him?"

"No! I..." Hal suddenly stopped halfway through his speech and could no longer say anything.

Seeing that Hal was silent, Lin lowered his head again.

"Are you not worried about him at all? After all, he is a person he knows, and he cares about you very much. He specially asked me for your situation..."

"I'm fine." Lin interrupted impatiently, "I'm not that familiar with him. But something is wrong with you. From the time you entered the school, have you told me how much time you have wasted? Is there still time to care about others?"

"This is not concern! I...I just..." It stopped again and again. The argument that had come to his mouth suddenly couldn't be said. After choking for a while, finally he finally said hatefully, "Forget it, do not listen or not, do not care. I will remind you, stay away from the guy in white robe. He is not good..."

"Stop." Lin suddenly raised her huge head from the book and said seriously, "What guy is it? Is this what you can say? - Call him the 'Great Mentor'."

"A shit mentor!" Hal immediately sneered and retorted, "That guy is not a good thing! He is just a lunatic, a traitor!"

"Shut up!" Lin Shun picked up the thing next to him and threw it on Hal's head.

The lich shook down and saw it, and immediately smiled angrily: it was the fur she had peeled off before.

However, before he could say anything, another piece of thing hit him, and then rolled down with a "slap" sound, and then rolled down. Haer looked closely and saw that it was a small piece of white, extremely familiar bone candlestick, which belonged to the last part of his life box.

He subconsciously pounced on it, picked it up and turned around and ran. However, after a few steps, he realized that something was wrong.

He turned around, but found that Lin seemed to have not noticed anything and did not catch up with him at all.

Hal was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized:

She probably didn't forget that this bone was a lich's life case, but she no longer cared about it.

Compared to a weak lich who had just been forced to subdue, she cared more about the "reputation of mentors" and the "happiness of learning".

In front of me, the appearance of this pig spirit lich who was focused on reading was no different from all the other lichs here, and they all seemed to be carved from the same mold.

If Lin was brought here first, half of it was to take the opportunity to get his life box back, then he had done it; if half was out of revenge, torture, and a mentality of watching the show, then now, it is obvious that the show has collapsed.

She has become as boring as all the other lichs here.

No pain, no struggle, no chaos, no anything the lich loved to see, suddenly became like this.

Hal suddenly felt bored. He stared at Lin for a while before hiding the candle in his abdomen, shook and put on his fur, and quietly left this absolute area belonging to the learner.

The journey of jumping down from the tower seemed to be much longer than when he came. Even if he didn't look straight and turned a blind eye to the precious classics around him, he felt like he was almost jumping for ten thousand years.

——I was so sick when I built such a tall tower and refused to install a teleportation array.

——So many magic books are placed here to block the way, it’s simply a disease.

——There are madmen who only know how to learn, it’s really...

Hal walked along the way, silently cursing this place in his heart.

So when he finally arrived at the bottom of the tower, he had accumulated a lot of resentment and just wanted to leave quickly. However, just as he was about to jump, a snow-white figure hit his sight. He didn't stop and knocked straight at the front teeth.

"Ah, long time no see, dear Hal," the person who came smiled, as if his whole body was full of light, "What a coincidence. I actually met you here."
Chapter completed!