Almost no one in the live stream cared about the rationality of Yin Zhu's behavior, just as no one cared about rule number eight in the library:
8. This library has no human librarians.
Are you kidding me? In the last dungeon, Mirror Demon was almost Yin Zhu's underling. Now, he's just a mere librarian. So what if he's not human? Does the rule say that just because he's not human, he doesn't have to go to work?
"...Why don't you think this is wine?"
The librarian was caught off guard and even somewhat puzzled by Yin Zhu's unconventional questioning.
After all, the library's second rule states:
2. The vending machines in this library offer bottled water, bread, and dried meat. They do not sell any alcoholic beverages; please do not drink from them.
Given a clear liquid and a yellow liquid, anyone would assume the former is water and the latter is a bar.
Yin Zhu was also stunned, then looked completely bewildered: "Do you think I've never drunk alcohol or seen alcohol swirl before? When alcohol is shaken, it produces dense little bubbles, commonly known as 'wine foam.' What you have is just yellowish water. The mineral water sold in your library is so bad, yet you still have the nerve to deduct my Vena coins?"
Although she didn't know exactly how much was deducted, Yin Zhu felt extremely wronged.
Although she had drunk alcohol before but had never seen alcohol runaway, asking Yin Zhu to spend money on a yellow liquid that looked undrinkable was a gross overestimation of Yin Zhu's current financial strength.
So you want a refund?
The librarian quickly realized what was happening and politely asked.
"No, I just wanted to ask if I could have a drink." Yin Zhu didn't think the capitalist would cheat her out of her money and then kindly return it to her because of her dissatisfaction. If he really did return the money, she might be assassinated the moment she left the library, and someone would take the money back.
The librarian scribbled something down on a piece of paper and nodded to Yin Zhu: "Don't worry, all the drinks and food provided in our library are safe to drink."
Are you sure it's safe for humans to drink?
Yin Zhu wouldn't let them bluff her, after all, the bluff the think tank had given her had already cost her several days of vacation.
The librarian nodded: "Bottled water and food are both safe for people to drink."
Yin Zhu was relieved and went to swipe twice more. This time, a piece of bread and another bottle of clear liquid fell out, both still products of "Galaxy".
Yin Zhu didn't touch the clear liquid. She simply ate the bread, then unscrewed the cap of the yellow mineral water, sniffed it to make sure it smelled okay, and then took a sip: "It really is water..."
It's just a bit hard to drink.
It's not only colorless, but it also has a slightly sour and salty taste. Who knows what was added to it?
Yin Zhu screwed the lid on, pushed it to the side of the table, ate the bread, and then continued reading. Since there were no problems with the guy with the mustache, Yin Zhu needed to work harder on hers, since she had only covered about a third of the material.
So far, Yin Zhu has indeed learned quite a bit from the book.
Aside from the parts that padded the word count by praising the gods, Yin Zhu noticed that the book also mentioned a lot about the establishment of the civilization of the city of Vena.
The text mentions that the language of the gods is called the sacred language, a high-level language with divine power in legends, while people of lower classes can only speak a low-level language. If one wants to transcend social class, the first step is to learn the sacred language.
God is merciful and forgiving, therefore He has given everyone the opportunity to learn the Word.
The library is located at the intersection of the regions.
Lower-ranking citizens can read in the library established by the gods. The text explicitly states that the more books one reads, the more likely one is to learn the sacred words and become a human with the qualifications of a higher-ranking citizen.
Some people, unable to bear the sacred words, would go mad in the library, for knowledge is not something everyone can acquire.
It is worth noting that not everyone has...
"Hiss—"
A series of sounds clearly reached Yin Zhu's ears from a corner of the library, interrupting her focused reading once again.
What is it this time?
Yin Zhu put down her book with some excitement: the knife to her neck had finally come down, let her see what kind of unexpected event this time.
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