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Chapter 92: The Mysterious Little Black Bottle

Feng Wen knew more characters than ordinary students because he always followed Zhuang Yu around. As for Ant, this little carrot head couldn't even recognize all the characters taught in class.

So when Feng Wen stared at the book called "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" without blinking, Ant, with his mouth raised high, kept pulling at Feng Wen, "Feng Wen, Feng Wen, read it to Ant, what does it say?"

Surprisingly, Feng Wen, who used to be feared by everyone and always responded to requests, now seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, his eyes glued to the book.

Ant was taken aback, then grabbed Feng Wen's leg and shook it vigorously, "Feng Wen, I want to see too, show Ant."

It must be exceptionally good; Feng Wen was so engrossed in it. Only then did Feng Wen snap out of it from Ant's shaking. He lowered the book slightly and read it with Ant.

However, Ant blinked continuously, not recognizing many characters. "Feng Wen, read it to Ant."

In fact, Feng Wen didn't recognize many characters either. He was guessing and bewildered as he went further, unable to guess anymore. He said, "I don't recognize many either; I'm just guessing."

"Even though you're guessing, you're still so engrossed." Ant pouted, sure that Feng Wen looked down on him for not knowing many characters and didn't want to read to him.

Engrossed?

Feng Wen thought, indeed, even though he was guessing, he was still amazed by the stories in the book. In this world, there were few novels, and even fewer written records. As people from the Crimson Great City, they had hardly seen any. Even the orally transmitted myths and legends were ambiguous, mostly having a beginning and an end, lacking in narrative depth.

And the myths and legends were all about praising heroes of the land. With just a beginning, one could guess the outcome; the stories were quite ordinary.

Unlike the book in his hand, even if it was just a beginning, it made people unable to stop reading. It was like witnessing someone else's experiences firsthand, and their experiences were extremely intriguing, capturing one's attention from the beginning and enticing them to continue.

It was completely different from the straightforward myths and legends they usually heard.

Feng Wen was also very anxious; he also wanted to continue reading, but there were too many characters he didn't recognize, and the more he read, the less he understood.

Ant kept shaking his leg, "Just read it to Ant."

Annoying little imp.

Feng Wen glanced at the corner of the library, where the huge scripture was placed. He knew that the scripture recorded all the characters, so if there were any characters they didn't know, they could look them up.

Now there were fewer students crowding around there. Some had already gone to look at the books on the shelves, but unfortunately, they didn't recognize many characters and couldn't understand them at all.

Feng Wen hugged the book and pulled Ant towards there.

"I... I want to use the scripture to look up characters." After squeezing in, Feng Wen, with his cheeks flushed, said.

Zhuang Yu and the old man who was sweeping were there and couldn't help but be stunned.

The other students were also the same. They had just watched the scripture for a long time but didn't understand it and didn't know what it was for. Especially the old man who was sweeping, his eyes were as wide as light bulbs. Not only were they not allowed to flip through it, they weren't even allowed to touch it. So they gradually went to look at the books on the shelves, but they couldn't understand them either.

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