The Mythical Races I Created

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Inside the kobold capital, in front of the great library.

When Barbatos brought people to this disaster-stricken city again, he found that the city had long since lost its previous luxury and comfort.

The city wall was badly damaged, and every household on both sides of the road had their doors tightly closed. There might be only housekeepers and the like left in the large complex of tall buildings. The owner and his family had already left and took refuge.

The interior of the large library, which was originally crowded, now has almost no visitors.

The great scholar led Pan Yangs into the library with a stern face. When the receptionist saw Pan Yang and the great scholar, they immediately put on the flattering faces they had prepared, and put away the expression of the aloof scholar.

"My lords, I will ask the librarian to come over immediately."

Soon the librarian came down from the second floor.

He looked at Barbatos, remembering that this foreigner held an important place in the heart of the eldest prince, showing a good smile, and then he lowered his head and looked at the great scholar flatteringly. "Sir, did you come here with any orders that the villain should do?"

Great scholars are very arrogant in front of this library director, as if they are really wise.

Think about it too, the great scholar is a marginal figure in the wolf-headed king's court, but in front of a librarian, he is a big figure.

And this seemingly humble curator may have the same arrogant attitude in front of ordinary scholars.

The anger they get from others needs to be found in another person who is not as good as them.

The great scholar said indifferently to the librarian: "I gave my friend Barbatos the right to consult the books for a month at will."

"You treat my friend well."

That's all there is to it, there is no need to say more.

The director of the library flattered: "Okay sir, your order is the iron rule that everyone in our entire library must abide by."

"Several adults, please drink..."

Great scholars have no mind at all in this broken library.

This place has never been the center of power, and there are no gorgeous palaces and tall cars. He turned and left without saying a word.

The director of the library quickly followed and asked, "Sir, I have some orphans..."

"I'm not interested," the academic interrupted him roughly.

The great scholar showed an apologetic expression to Barbatos, "My friend, I'm sorry I have to leave here. The Wolf-Headed King is still waiting for me to go back to Deris. Where the Wolf-Headed King is, the royal court is there, and I must return to the royal court immediately."

In fact, where does the wolf head king remember a small scholar.

This official position is not very important in the kobold kingdom.

But because of the face problem, the scholar said so.

Barbatos nodded.

At the beginning, they were shocked when they came into contact with the kobold society. The strict hierarchy of the other party made the kobolds extremely curious, and even had to change their system to be in line with the kobold kingdom.

But with too much contact, Barbatos was left with disgust for them.

Oasis agrees that this is a very inefficient society.

Barbatos didn't want to pay any attention to them. To the director of the library who wanted to express himself and invited the Pan Yangs to a banquet, he said directly: "Director, we urgently want to know about the death **** giant scorpion."

"The library is vast and contains many volumes. You know where you can find things about the Death God Giant Scorpion."

The director of the library looked puzzled, it turned out to be for this matter.

Oasis wants to know what the giant scorpion of death does? Is it possible that if you know it, you can deal with the death **** giant scorpion?

This is not realistic either.

He muttered inwardly, and nodded affirmatively on the surface, "That's the area where strange objects are recorded."

"I'll take you there."

The curator took Barbatos and others through about a dozen bookshelves, and finally stopped in front of a large dusty bookshelf.

With the pride of the kobold civilization, the curator said to the Panyang people: "This bookshelf and the next bookshelf are filled with books that record all kinds of strange things in the kingdom."

"The kobold kingdom is incomparably vast, with countless rare treasures, countless treasures..."

Barbatos nodded slightly.

In fact, although the kobold kingdom is large, the real effective area is only the area near the Nile River.

In this way, the area is not very large.

Barbatos picked up a thin book, the pages were badly damp, and even had traces of moth-eaten.

"How come there are moths?"

The curator, who was eloquently introducing, choked.

"This... There are too many books, and there will definitely be worms."

Barbatos shook his head. "As far as I know, millions of Dogecoins are invested in the big library every year, and most of these funds are used to maintain books..."

Seeing the ugly face of the library director, very embarrassed, Barbatos thought that this has nothing to do with the oasis, and then changed the wind: "Of course this library is so big, there may indeed be some books that cannot be taken care of... …”

The librarian seemed to have found a way of life, and immediately picked up the conversation. "Yeah, there are too many books here, and there will definitely be some that can't be taken care of."

"My lord, when you can find it like this, I will immediately call someone to help you find it together."

Barbatos asked him. "How many people can you call?"

"Sir...how many people do you need?"

Barbatos recalled a little, from the time he came in just now, to the number of service personnel he encountered when he traveled through the small library~www.readwn.com~ estimated that the service personnel of this large library should be around 140.

He said: "I need a hundred kobolds to help us find information."

The librarian was stunned.

a hundred?

This number... It seems to be reluctant to accept, but it is too reluctant to accept, why do I always feel that something is not right.

Barbatos said to the director of the library seriously, "You are in the capital and you have seen the dangers of the giant scorpions, the **** of death. I heard that your wolf-headed king recently ordered to investigate the truth about the changes of the giant scorpions. "

The librarian smiled reluctantly.

Is this number the result of this stranger's thinking?

But how did he determine this number!

How did he know!

This old kobold actually had a kind of trepidation.

He suddenly discovered that the difference in IQ between them and Pan Yang was quite large, and the other party could play with them like children.

The old librarian squeezed out a smile. "Of course, my lord, I will immediately find someone to help you find it together."

"Well." Barbatos flipped through the books in his hand quickly. "Can you find all the books related to the **** of death for us? This great scholar gave us permission, and your high priest didn't specifically order this time to prohibit us from reading your religious books. I think it's fine, right?"

"But……"

"Okay, then let your people go through the books about your death god, just find the content of the giant scorpion, and let them relay it to us?"

The old librarian agreed hesitantly, as if he was afraid that the Panyang people would come into contact with their religion.

Barbatos was extremely speechless.

There's a lot in kobold society that Pan Yang wants to understand, except their religion.

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