Demon change the world

Chapter 499 [Librarian]

It's not just about dealing with people!

The same is true for life ranks.

The two teenagers are both fifteen or sixteen years old, but their ranks have already reached the level of the budding battle energy of the second level. It seems that it will not be a few years before the result of the third level.

And their father...

The age of about 40 years old is only at the level of a third-order battle qi fruit.

"The new generation is stronger than the old generation..."

Yan Anqing's eyes lingered between the two teenagers, and the serious expression on his face gradually disappeared: "It should be related to the imminent upgrade of the plane."

Stephen Wilson, Violet Harris.

The two geniuses of Hume College.

I have heard his name for a long time, but I have not seen his person.

Now that they met each other, Yan Anqing felt that the talents and potential of the two teenagers far exceeded the rumors.

Moreover, the fight between the two of them did not seem to be purely unsightly between children, but mixed with many conflicts between the old and new camps.

"It's not innocent at all..."

"It's not for jealousy and limelight."

Yan Anqing sighed, waved his hands, and said, "In that case, you should leave first."

This is an order to evict guests without mercy.

The parents of both sides had a look of resentment on their faces, as if their dignity had been insulted and they wanted to find their way back.

But before they had time to explode, they left the library with the help of their son.

……

Outside the Hume College Library.

The patriarch Wilson looked at the red-haired father and son who were leaving, with a look of contempt on his face, and said cursingly: "Two lucky country bumpkins!"

The breeze blew, and Stephen Wilson's platinum blonde hair swayed in the wind.

He looked at his father and said softly, "My lord father, respecting your opponent means respecting yourself. This is the family motto left by our ancestors."

As soon as this remark came out, Chief Wilson's complexion turned red.

There is indeed such a sentence in the family motto.

"Are these country bumpkins worthy of being my opponent?"

He said so boldly.

But looking at his son next to him, Chief Wilson felt that he had no confidence.

He curled his lips and changed the subject: "Tell me, why did you drag me away just now? That curator, dare not take the majesty of the Wilson family seriously, he must give an explanation!"

Stephen Wilson was used to his father's daily stupidity.

Hearing this, his expression was the same as usual, his tone was gentle and elegant, and he couldn't find anything wrong with it: "Father, the person just now, named Yan Anqing, was promoted by Chief Duncan."

Patriarch Wilson's complexion changed, his brows were frowned, and he said in an unhappy tone, "So what?"

Stephen Wilson sighed: "That fellow, Violet, loves to challenge authority, but just now he dragged old Harris away, you thought he was afraid of the majesty of Dean Duncan, so he didn't dare to offend that library Curator?"

Hearing this, Chief Wilson finally became serious.

"When Yan Anqing first became the curator, she took part in the unified entry test."

Stephen Wilson said softly: "At that time, he was still an ordinary person who hadn't even condensed the seeds of grudge."

"Remind you..."

"It's only been a month since he joined the job."

Hearing this, Chief Wilson's pupils dilated slightly, and his breathing became heavy.

"One month, from ordinary people to the level of the third-order battle qi fruit?"

"Maybe higher."

Stephen shook his head: "When he separated you and old Harris just now, he spared no effort..."

Having said that, he finally shut up and stopped speaking.

Regarding his father's IQ, Stephen was completely desperate.

Is it possible to go from nothing to beyond the third level in one month?
If there is such a person, no genius in history deserves to be compared with him.

That has gone beyond the scope of logic and normal human comprehension.

The power of battle qi comes from the blood.

It takes time to condense fighting spirit seeds, it takes time to accumulate nutrients, and it also takes time to bloom and bear fruit.

No matter how superior the bloodline is, it is impossible for a knight to pass through these stages.

And the head of the library named Yan Anqing, the strength shown today...

It can only be said that its own level of strength has already reached this level.

It's just that the opponent used some means to hide his true strength level during the entry test.

this means……

Mysterious and powerful background.

At least in the Wilson family, there is no such way to hide the cultivation of fighting spirit.

……

Seven days passed in a flash.

For Yan Anqing personally, the struggle between Wilson and Harris father and son in the library was just an insignificant episode.

However, his performance of easily separating old Wilson and Harris, who were fighting together, quickly spread throughout the academy.

The students of Hume College always came here every now and then, trying to get guidance from Yan Anqing.

These young people who read too many knight novels, couldn't even see Yan Anqing's face, were driven out by other district administrators who tried to make up for their mistakes.

"Congratulations to the player for obtaining the achievement - [Librarian]."

"The current completion progress of the main task is 163/200!"

Watching the black and white dumpling and the word bubble disappear from the field of vision at the same time, Yan Anqing slowly closed the book in his hand.

For almost five weeks, he memorized books that no one else could read in a lifetime.

The library collection of the entire Hume College has been turned into memory and has become Yan Anqing's wealth.

"With the achievements, there is no need to continue to stay in this position."

Yan Anqing put the tome in his hand back on the shelf.

"Curator, someone wants to see you."

An administrator appeared in front of Yan Anqing.

"Well, let him come over."

Yan Anqing knew that the visitor would not be an ordinary student overflowing with curiosity.

The librarians under him still have this sense of propriety.

A moment later, a tall, thin, energetic old man walked slowly to Yan Anqing's side.

He was wearing a silver-white robe and a gold-rimmed monocle, looking like an old gentleman.

Although Yan Anqing stayed in the library management all day long, as if he only read the books of sages and sages but didn't hear anything outside the window, but he still knew the person in front of him.

Marcellus Garcia, the most loyal butler of the Lord of the Black Iron City.

"Hello, Director Yan Anqing."

The old gentleman's tone was respectful without losing the sense of distance, with some self-respect, but there was nothing to criticize and criticize: "The city lord will hold a banquet tomorrow night, inviting nobles and celebrities in the city, I wonder if you have time to show respect Woolen cloth?"

Yan Anqing smiled gently at the old man: "I will be there on time."

Being in contact with different people and being competent in different professions means more achievements.

Librarians have pretty much done it.

Next, it's time for a change of scenery...

(End of this chapter)