Hang up to study, I became a master of esoteric religion

After the squad leader finished his breakfast, he poked Yuanzi with his hand and said in a low voice, "Let's go, it's boring to listen to."

The squad leader is not interested in that god, but is a little worried about whether everyone will be arrested if they openly discuss this kind of thing.

Oh forgot, there is a black glove trainee beside me.

The squad leader asked: "Is there any problem with them talking about these topics?"

"I don't know, I only have a half-day internship experience." Yuanzi thought for a while, and took the monitor away. It's not good to get involved in these things too much.

Back in the bedroom, Yuanzi pondered for a while, and decided that it was necessary to find a good learning environment for the monitor.

Being alone in this bedroom, Mariko himself is not at ease.

"Why don't you go to the library to study, there are people reading together, you won't be alone." Yuanzi said with a flash of inspiration.

They have never been to the library, and the two of them have never had a specific impression of the place with a rich collection of books.

"Also."

Seeing the monitor nodding, Yuanzi sent the monitor to the library.

Along the way, the visibility of the fog was 100 meters, which is not bad for now.

Occasionally someone walked through the fog, wearing a long yellow windbreaker, the fog was a bit thick, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

Yuanzi carefully brushed the system for proxy printing, but the system did not start, and it seemed that there was no problem.

"I'll pick you up after I get off work." Mariko said, "Don't go out of the library alone."

The library is fairly quiet, and those who love to read should not be irritable, Yuanzi thought.

The two stood in front of the library, and they could see that the library was five stories high, with the roof connected to the ceiling.

There are a large number of blue and glossy creepers on the walls of the library, covering the cracks, and an old plaque hangs in front of the three-meter-high door—the library.

A figure with a book flashed by in the window, and when I looked inside, I could see many people reading in silence.

Mariko didn't know whether it was right or wrong to come to the library to read books.

The two stepped into the library, smelling the aroma of books.

It was very quiet inside, save for the rustling of pages turning.

Several administrators hold the books and adjust the position of the books in front of the bookshelf. Some people can't put the books, and the administrators are responsible for the correction.

There are three administrators sitting at the borrowing desk. They all look young, in their twenties and nearly 30 years old, and there are no old people.

The monitor came with a book, put his own book on the desk, and began to turn the pages to review the biological materials.

Mariko sat next to the monitor, waiting for the time to go to work.

She suddenly thought that since she was working during the day, she might not have much time to brush books.

She has to find books here, and then borrow them back to read in the evening.

Mariko got up to look for books, and only read the first page of each book.

If the system does not prompt that this is a occult book, put it back and look for the next one.

She looked for one book after another, but not many people paid attention to Yuanzi's strange movements, and everyone read the book very attentively.

A new intern of a librarian looked over and found Yuanzi to be very strange. He took a copy and looked at it and put it back, repeating it dozens of times.

Yuanzi is not like a person who really loves to read, but is trying to find some small note in the book.

"What is she looking for?"

The intern couldn't help paying attention for a while.

When she didn't want to pay any more attention, Yuanzi's expression was ecstatic, and she was walking towards the library desk with a book.

"The Art of Speaking?" The intern glanced at the title of the book.

It's a very ordinary book, but I didn't expect this person to rummage just to find this kind of book.

Generally speaking, people in the refuge prefer to study books that can bring them benefits, improve their knowledge, and then obtain high-tech positions.

Yuanzi's choice is not considered mainstream, but a little less popular.

1 minute later.

The squad leader was quite speechless when he saw the title of the book Mariko brought back.

"Do you want to be a salesperson after learning eloquence, but the shelter doesn't need a salesperson." The monitor was a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that Yuanzi doesn't need to learn the art of speaking, and Yuanzi who can draw can live a very nourishing life by selling paintings in reality.

Oh wait, getting along well with colleagues also requires the art of speaking, otherwise it won't work if you poke someone's bad point every day.

The squad leader made up his mind and believed that this was the case.

As everyone knows, the reason Mariko fell in love with this book was not the art of speaking, but the system reminded her that it was a book on occultism.

"I'm going to work. I'll keep it with you first. I'll come to pick you up for dinner at noon and night."

Yuanzi saw the message on her mobile phone urging her to go to work, and she was worried that the squad leader would go to the cafeteria to eat alone, so she waved her hand and left the library after finishing the instructions.

The class monitor watched Yuanzi leave the library, then put down the biological cytology in his hand, and turned to peek at the book Yuanzi borrowed.

"Let me see if the book lives up to its name."

The monitor is still a little skeptical, is this book really serious?

She felt that Yuanzi's desire for reading was not as strong as imagined, so the book she borrowed might not be a serious book.

Turning to the first page, you will see a very serious preface.

It is about the fact that a person's eloquence can change his fate, and without eloquence, everything will be slow.

This familiar tune is a bit like chicken soup for the soul.

Turning to the table of contents, there are also very organized chapter names.

Like analyzing people's psychology, examining the heart, practicing speaking, the importance of facial expressions, etc.

There are quite a lot of talks, basically all around the art of speaking.

"It's really a serious book."

The squad leader randomly picked the following pages, and scanned more than a dozen pages at a glance.

"I didn't expect Yuanzi to like reading this kind of book. It's really strange."

The squad leader couldn't figure out Yuanzi's thoughts, but only felt that Yuanzi's thoughts were jumping a little bit, that in the end of the world, he actually thought about borrowing this kind of book.

The monitor put the book aside, but still felt that biology books were more fragrant.

……

Yuanzi was walking on the way to work, thinking about the progress bar in his head.

["The Power of a Mysterious Language" progress bar 0/1200]

She has never seen a book with a progress bar of 1000 or [-] points, and she was shocked at first glance, subconsciously thinking that it was a very awesome book.

You know, her mysterious field board drawing technique is a thousand-point progress bar, which indicates that this book is not easy.

"I don't know what I will learn from it, is it the power to follow what you say?"

Yuanzi's head turned, thinking of the classic scene in Xianxia novels.

The protagonist Xianxia opened his mouth to throw words, and then what the man said became true.

Immediately afterwards, Mariko thought of another scene.

When the protagonist says a word, a person's mouth is sealed. Thinking about it is a bit exciting.

"I really want to fast forward to reading at night." Yuanzi assumed several scenarios in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

When he came back to his senses, he had already arrived at the door of the black glove office.

The camera in front of the door turned around and took a picture of Mariko's face.

The sensors on both sides beeped, reading the information of the mobile phone chip.

"Inspection completed, permission to pass!"

Yuanzi straddled her two short legs and disappeared into the black-gloved office.

Chapter 70 Open the door, check the water meter! (5th update)

Mariko put on her six-row throwing knife suit, black trousers, and well-polished leather shoes, humming a certain anime tune, and walked into the team office.

Uncle Luo touched his stubble, looked at a written report, and fell into deep thought.

"Captain Luo, Yuanzi is here to report!" Yuanzi stood upright and said.

"Well, sit down."

Captain Luo sat in the same position, and said: "At eight o'clock this morning, your weapon license key has been sent to your mobile phone account, and you can take the throwing knife suit back to your room later."

There is no need to show your cooking skills here. Normal people are not allowed to have knives and other things indoors to prevent stabbing accidents.

Mariko nodded to show that she understood that this throwing knife suit was the only one she knew how to use.

Others used guns directly or started with electric batons.

"Captain, what are you looking at?" Yuanzi glanced at his computer.

"Someone was talking about the gods in the dream this morning. It's a bit nerve-wracking. We don't know how to deal with it. We'll wait for the superiors to have a meeting to inform us." Uncle Luo leaned back in his chair and sighed.

"Captain, did you dream about it?"

"It's strange to talk about this. I asked some of my colleagues, and they all had the same dream." Uncle Luo frowned when he said this.

This is not a single accident, but a collective dream.

This phenomenon is very abnormal, but it is not impossible to explain it scientifically.

For example, the authorities put in a high-power special wave device to affect everyone's brain waves on a large scale, and then collectively have strange dreams.

However, this idea is too outrageous and out of reality. The superiors denied this, claiming that they absolutely did not do such a thing.

So this matter must have something to do with the number zero passing by on the ground. When the superior thought of that freak, he burned countless hairs because of it, and his head was going bald.

Speaking of number zero, there is one more important thing.

"In the earthquake yesterday, more than 6000 people died on our floor alone, and more than 3 people were seriously injured. Other residents also suffered heavy casualties. Our hospital can't accommodate so many people. The days ahead will be difficult."

Captain Luo looked at the ceiling and turned the seat slightly, making a creaking sound.

The rest of the team also looked worried, worried about the future prospects.

After ten minutes.

Captain Luo's cell phone beeped, and the superior dispatched a new task.

Captain Luo took a hasty glance and forwarded the task to the team.

"The task is coming. Many people are not at work today. The target is the residents of Room 128 in District A3822. All of them are there. Bring a gun and set off!"

In the refuge, it is the original sin for adults not to go to work. If there are three days of unexcused absence from work, the members of the black gloves will come to check the water meter in person.

Now that there are so many infected people, the task of the black gloves is even heavier. If you don't go to work, we will suspect that you have the desire to kill.

Their team will arrest more than a dozen people in one day.

Yesterday, Yuanzi, Captain Luo and others also arrested seventeen non-working adults, fifteen of whom were truly infected, and five of these fifteen were murderous people with a strong urge to kill.

Unexpectedly, today is also arresting people. Yuanzi himself has no objection, but he is afraid that he will throw the knife too hard and the knife will kill him.

When the team went out, the fog outside the house deepened a little at some point, and no one could be seen 50 meters away.

"The weather is a bit bad."

"It's always foggy in the morning, I don't know why."

The team was unable to complain, and became more and more impatient with this horrible weather.

Yuanzi's heart skipped a beat, "Speaking of which, is it possible that the fog thickens when everyone is frightened?"

"Ha, it's impossible, idealism?" A carefree male team member held his head in his hands, with an afro on his head, and he hadn't taken care of his hair for a long time.

Yuanzi didn't answer, and turned to the uncle and captain: "Captain Luo, the ventilation system in the shelter hasn't been repaired yet, didn't you say that the spare air purification tower is being activated?"

"The spare air purification tower was activated five days ago, but the fog can't be eliminated. It's very strange. There's nothing we can do about it." Captain Luo shook his head while holding a pistol.