Chapter 570

The lord of the city that never sleeps has always advocated "knowledge is power".

He lost the battle a hundred years ago, and he attributed the reason to the fact that they were too isolated and lacked knowledge.

So in the past 100 years, he has vigorously developed education and brought many books from outside to the library.

In his view, this library is equivalent to a arsenal.

Wen Zilong felt a little big head when he saw the long queue.

What he hated the most in his life was queuing.

On Earth, there are queues to go to school, to see a doctor, to eat, and sometimes even to go to the toilet.

He really has had enough.

But no way, take it slow.

Since there are too many people in the library, one can enter only one outside.

In this way, after waiting in line for half an hour, Wen Zilong came to the door.

When it was his turn to enter, the guard next to him said, "Look at the document."

As soon as Wen Zilong heard it, he felt that he was really beeping Brother Dao.

It's hard to get to the door, but you still need to see a document card to enter the door?

He looked at the back and saw the savage dragons lining up behind, not rushing.

Sure enough, they are all knowledgeable and literate people.

But why do they have a hint of sarcasm in their eyes?

Wen Zilong approached the guard and asked with a smile:

"I forgot to bring my document card. Can you accommodate me today?"

The guard glared at Wen Zilong, especially when he heard that he had a foreign accent, he ignored him at all, and said directly behind:

"Next."

The savage dragons in the back frowned when they heard Wen Zilong's foreign accent.

Wen Zilong was pushed aside directly.

Wen Zilong was not angry.

Hehe laughed twice, and hooked the guard's shoulder with his claws.

The guard's heart tightened, and he suddenly exerted force on his shoulders, trying to bounce Wen Zilong away.

But he is only a second-order wild dragon, how can he hit the fifth-order Kaiwen Zilong?

Wen Zilong hooked his shoulders, and the hook was so easy and freehand, like two old friends hugging.

He opened his mouth and said, "Brother is also a cultural person, so I'll trouble you to be accommodating."

The guard nodded with a respectful look in his eyes: "Sir, please come in."

Wen Zilong nodded and swaggered into the library.

The savage dragons in the back were all dumbfounded.

"Master Guard, why did you let this person in?"

"Master Guard, not only did he not bring his reading card, but he is also a foreigner."

"Master Guard, isn't our library always not welcoming foreigners?"

The guard said:

"You heard it too, he's a man of culture."

When the few wild dragons heard it, they all had black lines.

Originally, the review of documentary evidence here is very strict.

Without reading the book certificate, let alone ordinary people, even the son of the city lord, it is impossible to directly enter the book to read.

Now this is still a foreigner, and as a result, a "cultural person" is directly let in?

How casual is this guard?

But they were just ranting in their hearts.

For the guards, they still dare not offend easily.

In the middle of the line, a wild dragon with five short tentacles growing on its head rolled his eyes when he saw this.

When it was his turn, he did not show his reading card.

Instead, he said to the guard, "Brother is a man of culture."

Snapped--

As soon as he finished speaking, the guard pulled his hand over with a big mouth.

"Culture your sister! Who are you pretending to be?"

The wild dragon was immediately stunned.

It feels like the brain is blank.

That non-local person can enter if he says "Brother is a cultural person", but if I say "Brother is a cultural person", he will be beaten?

This Nima, the gap is too big, right?

The savage dragons around were all seen as black lines.

The tentacled dragon slowed down for a full five minutes before recovering.

With a hint of resentment in his eyes, he stared at the guard from a distance.

You wait for me.

Then he turned around and left angrily.

Besides, Wen Zilong was taken aback when he entered the library.

This Nima is like a library, it feels like a vegetable market.

Of course, it is not as lively and noisy as the wet market.

But the number of wild dragons inside is no less than that of the vegetable market.

On the left are more than fifty rows of wide bookshelves.

There are more than 1,000 books in each row of bookshelves.

There are more than fifty thousand books in a row.

To say that the city that never sleeps is much smaller than the city of broken stars, its area is only half of the city of broken stars.

But the collection of books here is more than ten times that of Broken Star City.

And it's just one floor.

There are two more floors above.

On the right is the reading area.

Here, there are as many as three hundred locations.

But every seat was full.

Everyone came directly with ten books.

Then I picked up a book, and in less than five minutes, I slammed the book through.

Their mental power has swept all the contents of the book into their minds.

Then he closed his eyes and began to digest this knowledge.

It looks fast, but if you want to digest it all, it will take at least half an hour.

And in this half hour, they also have to let their mental strength recover a little bit.

Otherwise, if you continue to sweep, your mental power will easily be exhausted.

Wen Zilong didn't need it at all.

He came to a row of bookshelves, swept his mental power directly, and swept the contents of 100 books into his mind.

Then the next 100, and the next 100.

It took more than an hour to put more than 3,000 books into my mind.

He yawned.

It's really boring to keep sweeping like this.

But there is no way, brother is such a person who loves learning and is very motivated.

At the same time, outside the gate of the library, led by the tentacled wild dragon who had been driven away before, a wild dragon in soft armor came over.

When a group of savage dragons saw this savage dragon wearing soft armor, they respectfully said, "Lord Chengwei."

In Broken Star City, all the dragons who guard the city, maintain order, and oversee the work are called guards.

But in this city that never sleeps, the guards only guard a certain place.

The city guards, on the other hand, were directly commanded by the city lord and had more power than the guards.

They can control murder and arson, direct traffic, defend against foreign enemies, teach elementary school students who steal rubber, and supervise senior management.

In short, the functions of the city guard are varied.

No matter what happens, as long as they want to manage it, they can manage it.

The city guard looked at the guard and asked:

"I heard that there is a wild dragon who didn't read the documentary evidence and made trouble here?"

The guard's face froze, and he said quickly: "Master Huichengwei, he said he is a cultural person."

The city guard glanced at the tentacled dragon beside him, then looked at the guard again, and asked:

"I asked him if he had read the document."

The guard's expression changed again, and he shook his head:

"No. But he said he was a man of culture."