I originally thought that the system would most likely play dead, but when I was thinking about how to design the next vest in Haiyin Temple, a few words suddenly appeared on the red notebook.
[You can think of that as a numerical value for measurement]
"Air pressure?" Haiyinsi Suyou answered casually, but the meaning of the system placing this thing here is definitely not so simple and inexplicable.
"What on earth is it?"
[The first level of protection is real-time monitoring of your mental fluctuation safety threshold, that's all]
"So what is a safe range? The smaller the number, the better?"
[You can understand it this way, 0 is safe, but this is just a rough observation. Unless there is a big enough flaw in your mental state, this value is unlikely to change.]
Haiyin Temple was a little confused at first, but after seeing the system's explanation, it made sense why the value was always zero. Although his previous experiences had made him mentally ill, he eventually recovered successfully and did not suffer too much damage.
Putting aside the issue of this value for the time being, Haiyin Temple Travel has already made some plans for the selection of a new vest.
"I have decided to summon a new vest. Let's start, system."
As soon as the words fell, a faint dark golden light appeared on the red leather notebook in Haiyinsi Suyou's hand.
The feeling this time was similar to but different from the last time I summoned the little king. It was still the same golden light, but it was much softer this time. The Haiyin Temple tour also allowed me to see clearly the scenes that I couldn't see clearly last time.
He was clearly in his own room just now, but now he seemed to be pulled into another space by the red notebook.
An extremely spacious library filled with golden light and an indescribable aroma appeared before him, leaving him stunned for a moment.
It was the most magnificent interior of a building he had ever seen. The huge bookcases, made of unknown type of wood, were almost connected to the ceiling, which was also of unknown height. Due to the layers of overlapping wall reliefs, it was difficult for Haiyin Temple visitors to judge how tall the building was.
However, the reliefs depicted on the walls and ceilings are not ordinary either. The blurry human faces and animal and plant images seem to have been blurred and distorted to a considerable extent, making it impossible to discern their original appearance.
Some subconscious warnings prevented Haiyin Temple from watching for too long. Those strange groups always seemed to change in the blink of an eye, which was chilling.
The bizarre scenery is like a miracle, yet also bizarre and indistinguishable like a painting of hell. These two contradictory things are miraculously integrated here and interwoven into a harmonious atmosphere.
【To get started, just touch the books on the bookshelf and you can choose any one you like. 】
Some characters that are somewhat out of place here appear in the air, collide in the air and then recombine into a sentence, just like a rock music playing in the Sumu Hall, abrupt and with a sense of crampedness.
Following the system's instructions, he came to a bookshelf. As soon as he placed his palm on the bookshelf, a strange feeling spread throughout his body.
From the moment he came into contact with the bookshelf, his spirit seemed to have established a certain connection with the bookshelf. An endless stream of words were transmitted through this connection. Many languages he knew or didn't know entered his ears and communicated and interacted with his cerebral cortex.
The information was so huge and vast, just like playing all kinds of music at the highest volume in a small bathroom, deafening and chaotic.
Countless distant calls came from the books. For a moment, it was as if countless people were flipping through the books in his ears at the same time.
Haiyin Temple Suyou suddenly pulled back his hand and finally regained consciousness. He felt deeply that in the torrent of culture, personal will is so insignificant that it cannot even leave a trace for a moment in the books in a bookcase.
[I think you have just understood the risks of making your own choices. Most people are exposed to this level of information.
Will fall into coma on the spot]
The reddish-brown font slowly appeared at this time. He didn't know if it was an illusion after the trip to Haiyin Temple, but he always felt that there seemed to be some regret in the system's words.
[If you change your mind now, it's not too late. As long as you leave now, the influence you received inside will not be taken out with you.]
The system's words seemed very tempting, but he already had his own plan in mind and naturally would not waver.
"Thank you for your concern, but I feel more at ease if you choose it yourself." Haiyin Temple responded to the system's advice. The reddish-brown characters jumped twice in the air as if they were bored, and then disappeared.
Haiyin Temple Suyou could feel that his resistance to these things seemed to be far greater than that of other people. Whether facing the ghosts and gods in the Red Temple, or facing the information flow from the system that was enough to make ordinary people comatose, he seemed to be able to adapt better, or only show milder symptoms. Therefore, he was relatively confident in his choice of vest.
The black-haired high school student walked through the library. He looked so small among the rows of tall bookshelves.
Everything seemed to be open to him, allowing him to take what he wanted.
He brushed the gilded backs of books, and the phantom of a rabbit holding a pocket watch flashed before his eyes; he skimmed the table of contents of a book, and a young girl was reading an ancient story; he passed by a bookshelf, and in an instant he seemed to be at the bottom of the sea, and a mysterious submarine passed by him, sailing in the deep ocean...
It was a strange and magnificent world, as if there was a touching and unknown story behind every vest. Haiyin Temple Suyou was not sure whether he could remember these after he left here, but at this moment, he was fascinated by such things.
But he still remembered the standards in his mind, and whenever he felt his emotions were about to reach a peak, he would take his hands off the books and explore the library bit by bit.
His temples were throbbing, and the things in front of him began to blur and spin. The high ceiling was shining with blinding light, like an irregular spot of light that was constantly spinning. He knew that he didn't have much time left here.
Finally, he found what he wanted. A man in a lilac velvet tuxedo appeared in front of him and gracefully took off his hat in his direction. The man's gray-gloved hand was vacuously placed on the golden cane, making him look like a gentle and polite gentleman.
But his sharp and cunning eyes denied this. His long goatee made him look playful and approachable. His sparkling eyes seemed always bright, like a flame burning with vitality, and he was full of curiosity about the world like a child.
"It's him." Haiyinsi Suyou spoke out at the last moment before he lost consciousness.