You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes? Chapter 70

The rituals related to memory inheritance are arranged in a sealed basement downstairs in the apartment.

The basement is very well sealed, surrounded by dark silver metal walls, with a large number of light gold mysterious symbols on it, densely packed and seemingly chaotic, but they seem to be linked to each other.

They were tangled and tangled, slowly extending from all sides to the metal surface below the wall, and finally converging around a deep dark well in the center.

This cumbersome arrangement obviously cannot be done temporarily.

So Melon guessed that this basement was originally prepared for memory inheritance, and now it is just "activated".

However, as a wizard apprentice, Mellon has little thought to ponder how this ritual works.

Because he had already understood the specific usage before coming, after arriving in the basement, he did not hesitate to carry the linen bag and jumped directly into the deep well in the core.

A burst of blue light like paper dust blown up by the wind spewed out of the deep well, floating in all directions, illuminating the dark basement with a deep blue.

"How many opportunities do we have left?"

Watching Merron's figure disappear into the deep well, the old examiner turned his head to look at President Jacques.

"Four times left."

The old president said: "But I have already given one of them to others, so there are three more times we can use it."

"It's still too little..."

Victor on the side said, "If we can go in unlimited times, wouldn't we be able to mass-produce qualified apprentices just by spending money?"

If this place is used to train apprentices, it will be a waste...

Hearing the words, the old president glanced at the bald deputy and said nothing.

The abandoned library where the inheritance is located is said to be abandoned, but in fact it has no owner.

And as many insiders guessed, that library, related to the devil and hell, holds many secrets.

But what people don't know is that the library is actually related to the Holy Spirit and the kingdom of heaven.

In other words, that library is related to the history before the magic tide fades away.

To explore the secrets, to exchange some profound knowledge, and even to obtain the inheritance of a top wizard is the right way to use it.

It is actually a very wasteful act to exchange for those basic wizard knowledge.

President Jacques and the vice-chairman left the basement immediately and went their own way.

Leaving the old examiner to sit on a chair at the door, waiting for Merron to return.

On Merron's side, after experiencing a turbulent shock as if he fell into the water, his feet suddenly lightened, and he found himself in a dimly lit environment.

There is a lot of musty smell here, and rows of towering bookshelves are all around.

They seem to be built by giants, so high that you can't see the top at a glance. If a normal person doesn't have a ladder, they can't reach most of the books on this shelf.

After taking a closer look, Merron found that although these bookshelves were full of books, they were covered with dust, cobwebs, and worm-eaten marks everywhere. Many books could no longer be read.

After raising his hand and pulling out a tattered book called "The Norton Royal Family Genealogy" from the bookshelf next to him, Merron opened it and saw that the dense text on it was not written in a language he was familiar with.

"It's obviously an old-fashioned place."

Meren thought to himself, but he had no interest in staying and exploring.

In other words, in the face of this ancient and mysterious unknown environment around him, he felt that it was better to do business and leave early.

So after identifying the direction, Meren walked decisively towards the end of the bookshelf corridor on the left.

This road is very long, but the old president mentioned it before, as long as you keep walking along the road, you can find the crystal ball used to exchange knowledge.

So Mellon has a clear goal.

However, he obviously underestimated the size of the place, and after walking for more than ten minutes, he still hadn't reached his destination.

At this time, if you look down from a high altitude, you can find that Meren is now like an ant, slowly moving forward in a huge maze made of books, and has a long future.

But despite its size, it is not infinite.

About half an hour later, the moving "ant" finally came to a small square surrounded by layers of bookshelves.

Not surprisingly, above the deep well in the center of the square, I saw a floating blue crystal ball.

"It doesn't look anything special?"

Stepping to the front and back of the crystal ball, Merron looked at it for a while and came to this conclusion.

So he didn't waste time, first put the bag he was carrying at his feet, then spread it out, picked up one of the magic bags, and threw it into the deep well under the crystal ball.

It sounded like the sound of stones entering the water in this quiet square, and because the surrounding area was too empty, there was even a little echo.

But then, a louder sound was suddenly born from the void above.

"You have contributed 17 valid wealth items, 5 knowledge items, 1 special item, and 3 invalid items... Please note that the Well of Learning is not a trash can, please don't litter it."

Does this voice seem wise?

Merron was stunned when he heard the words, but before he could answer a tentative sentence, he saw two bronze-colored keys and a pair of yellow underwear suddenly spewing out of the well.

He was dumbfounded by this.

Because these two keys actually represent the two kilograms of ghost dust stored in the wizard's bank.

Obviously, this thing does not recognize this "bank card".

But this is a good thing, because Meren has learned about this rule from the old president before.

And the magic pockets in the bag that were sealed by the previous owner could not be cracked open in a short time.

So Melon's move just now was actually a test.

Test whether this well can ignore the sealing magic on the pocket and swallow the contents directly.

As a result, it not only swallowed it, but also sprayed the "rubbish" back... It was just too much in line with Melen's expectations.

"You have a total of 173 contribution points, do you want to exchange knowledge?"

The voice sounded again and again, more like a system than Merron's golden finger.

Merron didn't respond, but continued to throw a magic pocket inside.

"You have contributed 21 valid wealth items, 7 knowledge items, and 7 invalid items... Please note that the Well of Learning is not a trash can, please don't litter it."

A similar voice sounded again, no emotion could be heard, there was a mechanized sense of sight.

But the "force" that it spews out the key seems to be a little bigger...

"You have a total of 457 contribution points, do you want to exchange knowledge?"

Merron still didn't respond, but threw a third, a fourth...

Keep throwing it down, the jingle of the key landing on the ground is continuous, spraying farther and farther.

Except the old president contributed 2,000 so-called contribution points to his pocket, the others roughly floated between 100-500.

However, the value, while relatively low, is high in volume.

As a result, the "anger" in the voice of the so-called well of knowledge became more and more intense, and the force of the breath became more and more fierce, but there was no "punitive" action.

It's like being slapped in the face with stacks of banknotes, humiliated and happy.

Or, is it simply "bound" in place by some rules and cannot move at all?

Mellen thought about it.

However, although it can "endure", some people can't help it.

In other words, Mellon's frequent throwing of money into the well and then causing a burst of "noise" has already attracted a certain existence that the old president may not see.

"A little sheep came?"

After observing for a long time in the dark, it grinned unconsciously, and its eyes were excited.

But when it came to Mellon, its expression became very annoyed.

"Where's the idiot! You can't just throw these things in together? Have to throw them one by one - is making noise fun?!"

Because of staying for a long time, Melon's sense of strangeness around him has diminished, and his sense of restraint and awe has also weakened a lot.

Therefore, he is currently in a very casual posture, sitting on the ground, one hand keeps picking up the fewer and fewer pockets in the bag next to him and goes into the well, and the other hand keeps using the third hand to keep the keys that are spewing around. pick it up—

In addition to the keys, there were also some clothes, letters and other sundries, which Melon thought might be useful, so he piled them together.

This is a relatively boring process, like doing a mechanical assembly line job.

So when a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded from beside him, Meren was taken aback.

Looking sideways, he found that the other party was a "weird person" about less than half a meter tall, standing in front of him with his hips on his hips, with a look of anger.

"Is this the gambled goblin the president said?"

Merlen raised an eyebrow at this.

He felt that this thing looked a bit like a goblin. Although the black vest on his body was very neatly worn, the attire of such a gentleman made it especially funny to set off its original appearance.

So despite putting on a fierce look, Merron didn't feel any deterrence on the other side.

But Meren didn't underestimate it, because when this guy appeared, he didn't notice it at all!

"If I put it all in, I won't be able to pick up the garbage."

Melon said apologetically, "Please bear with me, there's not much left here, and I'll finish it right away."

"Some things can't be solved by forbearance. On the contrary, the more you endure, the more you hold your breath."

The goblin said this, and the ugly face that came close looked particularly hideous in the dim environment.

"Since you can come here, then you must be the junior of the poor old man. Has he taught you what rules you should abide by here?"

"I did say it."

Mellen nodded. "But he said this kind of thing was voluntary."

"Whether it's voluntary or not, I have the final say!"

The goblin claimed: "It used to be voluntary, not now!"

"That's not good?"

Merron was a little hesitant to hear this~www.mtlnovel.com~ Or, can you wait until I'm done? "

"But now, you're done."

The goblin grinned, revealing large yellow teeth.

The same is true.

As Merron picked up the last magic pocket at the bottom of the bag and threw it into the well, the bag of things he had brought in before had been completely thrown away.

"You have contributed 14 valid wealth items, 1 knowledge item, and 2 invalid items... Please note that the Well of Learning is not a trash can, please don't litter it!"

The voice seemed to have changed a bit in anger, but in addition to the anger, it still did nothing.

Obviously, this is a place with strict rules.

"You have a total of 35,782 contribution points, do you want to exchange knowledge!?"

A bag of things was gone. In addition to the so-called contribution points, Mellen also collected bank keys worth a total of 470,000.

There is no way to exchange these keys here, but Meren found that there was a faint greed in the eyes of the "goblin" beside him when he looked at them.

"It's over now, how are you thinking?"

Seeing Merron looking over, the goblin couldn't wait to ask.

"This, um..."

Meren moved.

When he heard the more than 30,000 so-called contribution points just now, he wondered if it was a bit small.

So if you can make some extra money from this guy... it seems not bad?

"Yes, yes."

Merron then said: "But you have to answer me a question first."

"what is the problem?"

"Is there a toilet here?"

Chapter end