The Earth is Online - Chapter 5

[chapter Five]

Mosaic jumped away, leaving behind a strange reminder.

Tang Mo took a deep breath and resisted the desire to kill the little Mosaic girl.

It was “day”, the demons disappeared, and the angels were free to move around. Having been in this strange place for several hours, Tang Mo and Shen Gong are no longer so nervous. The two walked to the burned bookshelf with an explosion-proof stick. Tang Mo squatted down and took a closer look at the burned bookshelf.

There are a total of 23 bookshelves on the third floor of the library, and this time the ninth bookshelf from the front desk was burned.

This is a Class I bookshelf. Most of the books on it are geography, including domestic and foreign travel books, geography books, and some religious books. Now they are all burned to ashes. The wooden bookshelves were burnt to charcoal, and they lay black on the ground, but the books piled up into black and ash hills. Tang Mo stretched out his hand and touched the black ashes.

“Not hot.”

The magic stick looked at him: “Isn’t it hot?”

Tang Mo nodded: “Well, according to Tong Sheng’s statement, it’s been a whole night since the bookshelf was burned down, so it’s possible that it’s not hot. But for our own time flow, it’s only half an hour has passed. Talking about how such a large bookshelf and more than 10,000 books on it were burnt clean in half an hour, it is said that these remaining ashes are not hot… The common sense of human beings can no longer explain.”

The magic stick said as a matter of course: “This is burned by the devil. Of course, it can’t be explained by science.”

What happened to them is beyond the scope of theoretical science, and a few more incidents would be too many to be ticklish.

Shenbang was obviously more concerned about finding books, he swallowed in fear: “What the little girl said just now, did you want to tell us that the book she lost was known to the angel? Tang Mo, what book do you know? Is it?” After a pause, the magic stick added: “I know too many books. I have been reading books in your library for almost a year, and I have read every book.”

Tang Mo was not in a hurry: “I have always been in charge of the book entry project on the third floor. I must know more than you.”

Seeing him like this, the magic stick dropped pea-sized beads of sweat on his head: “What can I do? It’s the second day.”

Tang Mo didn’t answer the god stick’s words, he walked around the pile of black ashes. The god stick kept talking, and he roughly recalled what the little girl said when he appeared, but he couldn’t find any conclusive evidence. He said anxiously: “Tang Mo, what can I do!”

“Don’t worry.” Tang Mo squatted in front of the ashes of the bookshelf and raised his head to look at the magic stick. The “sunlight” outside the window shone on his face, he smiled slightly, and said, “Now the more important thing is… why did the devil burn this bookshelf?”

The god stick was stunned for a while.

Twenty-three bookshelves, according to common sense, the probability of the devil burning the book is three out of twenty-three. Provided that the angel did not find the book in advance.

The magic stick thought for a while and explained, “That childish voice said that the devil couldn’t remember which bookshelf he hid the book in, so he probably burned it casually.”

Tang Mo said casually, “Maybe.”

The god stick put his hands in his hair: “Let’s hurry up and find the book, if we can’t find it again, it will really be finished. The books I read recently are all on this bookshelf and…” After a while, the god stick’s face was a little ugly. , “And in this burned bookshelf. Tang Mo, how about you?”

Tang Mo stood up and said, “I read too many books. Every day, I have to sort out the books you have left.”

The god stick looked solemn. He looked at the books on the shelf next to him for a while, and looked at the ashes on the ground. He seemed to be a real lunatic, mumbling incessantly, repeating what the little girl had said.

In fact, it is possible for other normal people to encounter such a situation and experience so many ghost-like things, and it is possible to be forced into a neuropathy.

Tang Mo stretched his hand into the ashes and took out a pile of ashes. He turned his head and glanced at the magic stick who was pacing back and forth. After a while, he suddenly remembered: “I have organized a few bookshelves recently. About three days ago, the director asked me to organize the H-type bookshelves.”

The godstick’s footsteps suddenly stopped, and he looked at Tang Mo: “Three days ago? The time is so close, maybe this is the place!”

But when the two walked to the H-type bookshelf, they were dumbfounded again.

“There are more than 12,000 books on the H-type bookshelf.” Tang Mo roughly said a number.

The magic stick asked calmly: “What does it mean to find a book? If we take out all the books on the H-type bookshelf, as long as we take out the correct one, will it count as a book found?”

This is not the rules of the game. The game only says that angels can get a hint during the day and demons can burn books at night. If you directly find the correct book and give it to Mosaic, it must be able to complete the task. But does it count as a success if it’s just getting the right book off the shelf?

Tang Mo didn’t think of this plan either. He said, “There are more than 10,000 books. If we hurry up, we might be able to take all of these books out of the bookshelf once within two hours.”

Just do it.

The magic stick quickly took the book with an excited look, and Tang Mo also took the book honestly. They are divided into two groups and complete their tasks on either side of the bookshelf. Time passed by minute by minute, but when night fell, Tang Mo had just taken out a Qing Dynasty history book. He wanted to touch the next book, but found that he couldn’t take it out of the bookshelf. .

There was darkness in front of him, and the magic stick said in horror, “I can’t take out the book.”

Tang Mo pursed his lips: “I can’t take it either.”

The two touched the bookshelf, walked all the way back to the service desk, and lit the only lamp that could be turned on.

In the dim and yellow light, Tang Mo and Shenzhu were sitting on the ground leaning against the table, staring intently at the direction of the H-type bookshelf not far away. They couldn’t see anything in the darkness at the moment, but they knew that in two hours, a bookshelf would be burnt down. At that time, the fire was so bright that they could clearly see everything in the library.

In such a tense and depressing time, time passes extremely slowly, every second is like a year.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a homeless man who hadn’t slept in three days, with chapped lips and snow-like dandruff on his hair. Only the hands were very clean, and the nails were well trimmed, as if to preserve the last dignity of the owner.

The second night is from 23:52 normal time to 1:52 the next day. The hour hand of the clock on the library wall clicked and reached exactly zero.

“We’ve known each other for a year.”

The magic stick turned his head abruptly, like a frightened small animal, looking at the place where the sound was made whenever there was a disturbance.

After a long time, the stick’s taut back relaxed, he seemed to remember something, looked down at the edge of the ground illuminated by the lights, and said softly: “There are more than 30 days, just a year. .”

Tang Mo’s eyes were still looking at the darkness, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said, “Your library card is valid for one year, but looking at the current situation, you may not be able to use it in the future. But the mysticism on the third floor of our library , You should have finished reading the book on religion, right?”

“It’s a little bit closer, I could finish it in two days.”

“That’s a pity.”

Neither of them spoke any further.

After a long time, the magic stick said: “I know that you often say that I am a lunatic behind my back. There are really many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. You didn’t believe me before and thought I was a lunatic when I said these things every day. But today we Can you explain this with science?”

Tang Mo was silent for a moment: “I can’t explain it.”

The stick said: “That’s right. God is really coming, and the age of God has come. Our prophet, our holy teacher, he has never abandoned us. Those black towers come to earth, they are real The Manifestation of God. You and I have been chosen by it. It used to be Jesus, it used to be Shakyamuni, it is now shown as the black tower. We have the opportunity to be its twelve disciples, follow it, and we will get True redemption.”

Tang Mo smiled and said, “Then you are still afraid of it?”

God stick:”……”

That’s what it’s like to talk to death.

Since the god stick thinks that what they are facing now is given by the black tower, that is, the manifestation of God in his heart, why is he still afraid? He should be delighted.

The two didn’t chat anymore, but luckily this “night” wasn’t too long. Ten minutes into the last night, there was a loud bang, and a bookshelf ignited a raging fire, illuminating the ceiling of the library red.

Tang Mo’s eyes narrowed.

The magic stick also suddenly jumped up from the ground and said in horror, “It’s a Class H bookshelf! That’s a Class H bookshelf!!!”

On the third day, the little girl changed into a small black dress and jumped out from the depths of the bookshelf. Instead of carrying a small schoolbag this time, she carried a small basket with all kinds of delicious food in it. When she passed by the two burnt bookshelves, she didn’t even look at them, and ran straight to Tang Mo and Shen Gong.

Mosaic snorted angrily: “Where’s my book?”

Tang Mo didn’t answer, but asked her, “Don’t you have to go to school today?”

The little girl’s expression was hidden under the thick mosaic, but her cheerful voice revealed her excitement at the moment: “Today I’m going to the autumn tour. I like the autumn tour the most. There are little sheep on the vast grassland. , little white rabbit, wallaby. They are so big, so big.” The little girl opened her arms and tried her best to make a size. She swallowed: “Little sheep’s thighs are the best. Little white rabbit’s eyes are like sugar balls. Wallabies are hard to eat, but my mother likes them. I’ll bake some for her and take them home.”

The god stick was pale, and when he heard the little girl’s words, he was even more frightened.

Tang Mo turned to look at him: “Mr. Chen, you don’t seem to be in good spirits?”

The magic stick asked him: “Aren’t you afraid? The devil knows what we are doing during the day. He deliberately burned the H-type bookshelf. Fortunately, the book is not on that bookshelf, otherwise we might have failed.”

The little girl suddenly changed her face: “Where’s my book!”

Tang Mo looked at her: “Did you remember anything about books today?”

The little girl did not launch the “contempt from Mosaic”, she directly cast a caring fool at Tang Mo with her eyes hidden under Mosaic.

“Why are angels as stupid as demons, I see, you actually want my book, right? That hateful demon, he already knew that book, he knew my book was worth thousands of dollars! That’s what my mother gave me The birthday present I bought, he came to steal my book on purpose, he knew for a long time that my mother gave me that book, and my mother will be angry if I don’t see it. Don’t you want to help me find the book? ”

The little girl suddenly pulled out a huge match from the basket.

“You don’t want to help me find books at all!”

“Ding dong! The angel got the prompt three, ‘Aren’t your friends looking for books yet? You’re dying, friend’.”

The little girl threw the basket fiercely, took the match the size of her head, and pressed towards Tang Mo and the magic stick step by step.

Tang Mo looked down at her, and when she walked in, he said in a strange tone, “So I hate children the most, especially children who like to play pranks.”

The little girl’s footsteps stopped abruptly, she seemed to be stabbed in pain, and hurriedly said: “I never prank! I hate pranks the most! Who, who said I prank? I never prank. , I didn’t do those things. I’m an obedient and sensible little girl!”

Tang Mo didn’t answer.

The magic stick looked at him nervously: “Tang Mo?” How dare you provoke her?

After repeating “I never play pranks, I’m a good girl” ten times to herself, the little girl raised the mosaic face again and held up the huge match: “You don’t help me find books at all!”

When she said this, Tang Mo had already walked to a bookshelf. He pulled a book out of the G-category bookshelf and looked at the little girl: “Well, you never play pranks, you just set fire and kill people.”

The little girl hurriedly hid the match behind her.

Tang Mo shook the “Secret of the Disappearance of Mayan Civilization” in his hand: “Isn’t this found?”