My imagination has come true

Chapter 7

The atmosphere of the hero festival has become more and more intense.

There are even many colorful silks hanging in the library.

Mu Qingyun just bought a lot of supplementary materials, all of which were specially asked by Teacher Zhang, and Teacher Zhang recommended them to her. At this time, they are piled on the table in the library like a hill.

She was holding the English version of "The Demon World" and huddled behind a mountain of books, fascinated by it.

Wang Mengmeng also squeezed her head over, and muttered softly: "These day laborers seem to be unfit. Not only do they need education, but they also have requirements on age and appearance. It's all and nothing. Just give that little money. The requirements are so trivial, and it will affect your studies. It’s a good deal. We make money for tuition and miscellaneous fees, for better learning, and we can’t put the cart before the horse.”

Yesterday's work was over, and Mu Qingyun was still doing well, but Wang Mengmeng got excited, encouraging her to strike while the iron was hot, and take advantage of the holiday to save more money.

"With the money, Ah Qing, you can rent a house outside, so you don't have to be angry all the time. At that time, I can go to your place to borrow a house, so you don't have to worry about doing homework anymore."

However, picking left and right is not particularly suitable.

Mu Qingyun couldn't help laughing, there are so many people in the world who are willing to pay 800 yuan to do good things for a day, most of them are the conditions Mengmeng sees now.

Wang Mengmeng frowned, and poked the phone vigorously. After poking for a while, she suddenly turned her head and winked at Mu Qingyun: "Zhao Yang is looking at me."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Recently, Zhang Lan, Zhao Yang, and the two of them have become "same desks" in the library, and their sitting positions are basically fixed.

Almost every day, Wang Mengmeng has new and wonderful little ideas.

"Next time, I will arrange for someone to take a group photo quietly for us. It will definitely be more face-saving to take it out."

"Hey, I thought of a good idea. It's okay for Zhang Lan. An ordinary person is worthless. Zhao Yang is a star student in No. 20 Middle School. If we take some photos of him and print them out, don't worry about it. It's [-] yuan. One piece, it is definitely possible to sell dozens or hundreds of copies..."

"Hey, student Mu, you can go online and look. There is a paid help section on the local forum. You can earn rewards for solving some problems."

The corner of Zhao Yang's mouth twitched, and he spoke suddenly.

"And you can learn a lot from it, and communicate with the great gods on the forum. For students, it's worthwhile not to earn bounties."

Wang Mengmeng immediately closed her mouth and drooped her eyes, blinked, and even took her breath a little easier.

Although there is friendship at the same table, this is the first time that Zhao Yang has taken the initiative to talk to them. He has only said a few words before, "excuse me" "excuse me please let me go" "please help me get the book "After School" Back to the carbine"' a class of words.

Mu Qingyun was also a little surprised.

She realized that Zhao Yang might be a little embarrassed because of his sister Zhao Qing's impoliteness, and the way she looked at her today was somewhat ashamed.

Mu Qingyun smiled, of course she wouldn't blame Zhao Yang, besides, she didn't feel that she was at a disadvantage.

Seriously thanked, Mu Qingyun thought for a while, took out his phone, and opened the recruitment section of the local forum.

She didn't dare to think about this before. After all, the threshold is not low. With her past knowledge level, she doesn't even have to think about it.

It's different now.

In the past, she was irritable when she saw a problem.

Now, when she encounters a problem, her first reaction is—it’s very interesting. I don’t know if it’s chocolate or milk bread?
The information in this forum is mixed. There may be information about the recruitment of a CEO by a well-known large company in the Skyland Continent, and there may also be information about a cafe recruiting leaflets for hourly workers.

As soon as it was opened, there was no need for Mu Qingyun to look for it, a 'paid help post' popped up first, it was the top of the forum, it was a very important post.

Mu Qingyun took a closer look, and found that the host posted a bunch of photos of about a dozen pages of ancient inscriptions, including text and pictures.

The host seems to have a high level, and seems to be well-known in the forum, and has good credit, and many people are replying.

Mu Qingyun browsed quickly. Those pictures should be a map of the ancient city's organs. At first glance, it looks like the ancient historical style before the disaster. I don't know if it is true, but it looks like it.

There are also some scattered inscriptions, seals and the like.

Mu Qingyun took a few glances. She is very interested in the ancient history before the disaster, but she has been studying the subjects of the college entrance examination recently, and has not studied these things in depth...

5 yuan! !

When Mu Qingyun saw the reward amount at a glance, he immediately felt that this job could be done.

Seeing Mu Qingyun staring at this post, Zhao Yang whispered, "You can check out the novice section first."

After a pause, Mu Qingyun couldn't take his eyes off, but still didn't open his mouth. Zhao Yang pondered and said, "If you need pre-disaster historical materials, there is a historical materials library on the basement floor of our library."

Mu Qingyun blinked and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Sure enough, she stood up, dragged Wang Mengmeng and took the elevator down to the Historical Archives.

Zhang Lan tried hard to bear it for a long time, and finally managed to hold back the 'spitting' to the stomach, and exhaled: "Forget it."

It's a waste of time to make complaints about others, don't you look like a villain waiting to be slapped in the face?

Besides, there is nothing wrong with getting in touch with relevant content in advance.

In their world, there was a long period of disaster more than a hundred years ago. The world was turbulent, disasters abounded, and civilization was almost destroyed. Now civilization is rebuilt on the ruins after the disaster, and the technology has recovered quickly. However, the history and culture before the disaster The loss was astonishingly large. All Tianlan Continent paid great attention to the study of ancient history and ancient civilization. Of course, the progress was quite difficult.

Pre-disaster history is an unpopular subject, but it is highly valued. If you can be a real "researcher of pre-disaster history and civilization", then you will definitely be famous.

It can be said that almost all Ming people had the dream of becoming a historical researcher when they were young.

It's just that the threshold is too high, and ordinary people don't dare to invest in it.

After all, most of the aspiring young people who plunged into it were not swept away by the waves, and soon became silent, and very few of them could really survive.

It took half an hour, and Wang Mengmeng helped Mu Qingyun move out several boxes of books in a disheveled manner. There were about seventy or eighty books.

Mu Qingyun was also holding a tattered cardboard box in his hand, and spread it out on the table. It was a thread-bound book that had been eaten by moths a lot, and there were a few parchment scrolls, all of which were tattered.

Speaking of this box, even the librarian doesn't know its history. It seems that some old books that the old headmaster picked up decades ago are too rotten, so they are not sorted out, and they are all piled up in the historical archives.

Mu Qingyun glanced at it for a while, then picked it out from the shelf among the towering sundries.

Zhao Yang was a little curious, so he probed to look, and saw the densely packed small characters on it, as if he didn't recognize any of them, his head immediately became dizzy, and he sat back quickly.

With a solemn expression, Mu Qingyun solemnly took out two scrolls of parchment and spread them out on the table.

I took out another thick volume of "Analysis of Ancient Characters", and quickly immersed myself in the book.

One hour, two hours, three hours.

Zhang Lan watched the movie for a while, then went to have a meal and came back. Mu Qingyun was still sitting at the table without moving.

Wang Mengmeng was already sprawled on her chair, sound asleep.

Zhang Lan wiped off his sweat and said in a low voice, "Can she really understand?"

What Mu Qingyun took out were all ancient characters that he could not understand at all.

This time, Zhao Yang was a little absent-minded.

Zhang Lan shivered: "It's really hard work."

Mu Qingyun read these books without feeling hard at all.

At the beginning of learning, it was very hard work, she could clearly feel that the difficulty was comparable to Yugong Yishan, but she gritted her teeth and insisted on reading, and gradually she felt refreshed like enlightenment, as if the pores of her whole body were open, She couldn't tell what it was like, it seemed like every pore from her head to her body was numb like an electric shock, it was so cool!

(intelligence +0.001, +0.001...spirit +0.01+0.01...)
It feels like eating spicy seafood, so enjoyable!

In an instant, he was addicted to it and didn't think about anything.

After reading the first time quickly, she just skimmed through it, and at the second time, she gradually felt that she understood a little bit, the third time, a little bit, the fourth time, and the fifth time, and she didn't feel boring at all.

Finally, those words seemed to come alive, living in her soul.

After grinding down most of the sheepskin scroll, Mu Qingyun stretched his neck, feeling a little satisfied in his heart.

She was also a little surprised that she definitely had some weird powers at work when it came to pre-disaster history.

Maybe just like the music, in the script, her past life, which is just a background board, is a serious researcher of ancient history?
If this is the case, maybe it is not as difficult to obtain her identity as a pre-disaster civilization research expert in the plot?

No matter how it is said, even now that she has the "Heaven Rewards Herself" system, she can learn this knowledge much faster than the serious subjects that are required for the college entrance examination. I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

Mu Qingyun buried his head in the library reading day and night, coming before dawn, and never leaving until the library was closed at night.

Not only Wang Mengmeng, but even Zhao Yang and Zhang Lan unconsciously started bringing her food and water.

After reading more than 30 ancient books in one go, Mu Qingyun recovered from the mysterious atmosphere, sank his mind, and turned out the photos in the post asking for help, and compared them.

Looking at it this time, it is not as confused as it was at the beginning.

The photos uploaded by the host on the Internet are all fragments with many defects. After careful study, Mu Qingyun found out that this is an ancient city with very complicated mechanisms, among which there are several schools of ancient geomantic techniques, Qimen Dunjia Mark of.

And the words on the inscription, she can recognize [-] to [-]% of them.

After pondering for a moment, he took a deep breath and continued to study hard.

Two days later, Mu Qingyun read the book that was several times thicker into a thin catalog again, and she suddenly seemed to be enlightened.

Looking at these photos in the help post, I finally have a little pleasure of viewing texts in the palm of my hand.

Mu Qingyun hurried to print the photos, compared them with the catalog, arranged them in order, and studied them carefully.

This big, ancient city full of organs seems to be besieging someone or something?

Mu Qingyun thought for a while, took out a stack of paper, and quickly sketched out the architectural structure against the photo.

Write down the number step by step, mark the door of life, the door of death, and some of them are in the picture, and some of them are not in the picture. She guesses the possible mechanism, good and bad directions, etc.

It took him at least two hours to write a large article, and then he was relieved to translate the ancient text.

Mu Qingyun wrote so many things in one go, Zhang Lan sat on the sidelines and watched dumbfounded.

He didn't know whether the lady's writing was correct or not, but she looked amazing.

Zhao Yang didn't understand either, he didn't understand at all, but he felt a little nervous unconsciously, although he didn't know what he was nervous about.

Mu Qingyun picked up the phone, simply took pictures of the things he wrote and drew, uploaded them, and sent a private message to the host.

However, since he considers himself a good person, he still reminded him that the mechanism is exquisite and can change according to the seasons.

The general idea is that curiosity can kill the cat. I hope the poster is purely doing academic research and the like, and don't do it to death.

Seeing that Mu Qingyun had finished sending the private message, Mu Qingyun was not doing well, Zhang Lan, Zhao Yang, and Wang Mengmeng were all a little exhausted, sitting lazily on the chair, unable to move for a long time.

(End of this chapter)