Struggle in the Steam Age

"Mr. Fontaine Suddenly fell into a coma, which is why I am here today." In a professor's office in the Faculty of Arts of Far Hong Kong University, Lawrence said seriously to the two students, a man and a woman. To. "So if you have any clues, please let me know. This might help your classmates."

"If that's the case—" the girl put her hands together in front of her mouth and said after thinking for a while. "From four days ago until now, I have always felt that his mental state is very poor, as if he didn't sleep at night. Can this be a useful clue?"

"Forget it." Lawrence nodded, although he had grasped the news before, but at this time he nodded to the girl to show encouragement.

It may be that Lawrence's encouragement made the two students relax, so they soon babbled a lot of news. Most of them had no value or Lawrence had known it before, but one thing caught his attention.

"You said that four days ago, he told you that he was going to write a novel, and also told you that this novel would definitely be welcomed by many people?" Lawrence confirmed to the two students in front of him.

"Yes, we remember it very clearly. Because when he came over that day he came with big dark circles and his clothes were rarely messy." The boy said, "And as soon as he entered the classroom, he was very excited to tell us about this. We didn’t take it seriously. After all, we usually think that what we have created is a masterpiece."

"So did he say what kind of novel he wanted to create?" Lawrence asked. "It doesn't need to be very specific, as long as there is a general direction."

"If I remember correctly, Xiao Fangdan told me at the time that he wanted to write a novel about love and betrayal, poverty and wealth, sweetness and bitterness, and said that he found a very good story, just change it. It can be a book." The boy seemed to have a good relationship with Xiao Fangdan, so he recalled it and said with some uncertainty, "Although I can't remember the original words, he was like this when we had lunch together. Said."

After the two students had no new clues, Lawrence signaled that the two students could leave by themselves. Lawrence then left the office after thanking the professors for their help.

"How about it, any new clues?" When he returned to the edge of the fountain, Syfiel immediately got up from his chair and asked.

"I asked for a very valuable clue." Lawrence waved his hand to signal Syfiel to follow him, "So now we need to go to the school where Little Fontaine had been before to see if there is any What's wrong."

Next, Lawrence and Syfiel checked the classrooms and restaurants that Little Fontaine had visited before, but they didn't find anything.

Of course, this is also expected. After all, there is nothing related to transcendence in places where people come and go. So after screening these two points, Lawrence and the others went straight to the key location of this screening: the library.

The library is the tallest building in Far Harbor University. The main body is built with a local solid gray stone, which looks like a strong fortress.

Entering through the wide gate studded with white marble reliefs, stepped on a slightly rough earthy yellow stone slab. Lawrence felt the same shock as he felt when he first walked into this building that year: the high dome on top of the entrance hall of the library plus the sunlight from the arched windows on the side walls of the dome into the hall. A sacred atmosphere formed inside, so that everyone who came in could not help but quiet down.

In my memory, I was also a frequent visitor here. So when I saw the neatly arranged bookshelves, desks and the students studying **** the side of the desks, I naturally felt a familiar feeling in my heart.

"It's a pity that even people have changed..." Lawrence stood in the hall and sighed, then walked to the second floor. If I remember correctly, the two students mentioned earlier that Mr. Fontaine was only looking for books and notes on local history on the second floor of the library. If there is something wrong with him, then this is the most likely one.

"But how do we find it?" Seeing the nearly 100 tall bookshelves arranged in the historical area, Syfiel suddenly didn't know what to do next.

Libraries of universities like this often have enough magic protection, but in this way, the [Detection Magic] that Lawrence used when looking for things outside can no longer be used. Because if you use that magic, every book here will emit magic aura, and you can't tell the target you want to find.

"B14 to b17 bookshelves." Lawrence said. "This is the news I asked just now, because what Mr. Fontaine needs to find recently is some private stories about the local area, and these books are concentrated on these shelves. At the same time, the positions of these shelves are also different. Those two people remembered the same place where Xiao Fangdan usually took the book."

"So, what should we look for?" Saifi asked after listening to Lawrence's explanation.

"I don't know much." Lawrence shrugged helplessly. "But I guess it should be an older book or notebook, and the location will be very remote. The most important thing is that if you touch it directly, it will have a special feeling."

Lawrence's standard is not fabricated, especially the last point. Because Mr. Fontaine is not an extraordinary person, only the leaked items of extraordinary power can affect him~www.wuxiahere.com~ I understand. "Safir nodded, and then split up with Lawrence and started looking for the bookshelves connected together.

Just after Lawrence went deep into the bookshelf to search for a few minutes, he suddenly felt something floating in front of him.

"Huh?" After a question in his throat, Lawrence immediately chased in the direction where the thing left. After going around several times in the summer vacation like a maze, he found himself next to a dilapidated bookcase leaning on the corner of the wall where the black paint had fallen in half.

The invisible and colorless thing paused in front of the bookshelf and then disappeared into the air. Seeing this strange situation, Lawrence immediately took a few steps forward and came to the bookshelf.

The strange thing is that there is nothing empty on the shelves. Even Lawrence saw thick dust piled up all over the bookshelf, and it looked like the bookshelf had been abandoned for a long time.

"I probably know what you are." This sight made Lawrence slightly raised the corner of his mouth, because he suddenly realized that he had seen this before in the library of St. Gutenberg Cathedral.

So Lawrence took out a transparent glass bottle containing golden powder from the leather box on his belt. Then all of the powder inside was sprinkled onto the bookshelf in front of him.

The moment the golden powder was sprayed on, the entire bookshelf flashed like an old TV screen. Soon, the flashing subsided, and a parchment book suddenly appeared in the center of the bookshelf.

"Well, did you come out by yourself or did I force you to come out?" Looking at the parchment book placed in front of him, Lawrence asked a magic missile on his fingertips and asked the book.