Candlelight reading club? Sean was unheard of.

Although this organization sounds a bit mysterious and... high-end, there are risks involved in joining a certain organization, so Sean did not immediately agree.

Although there is a sense of fate, Sean, who is cautious by nature, believes that he should have more understanding before he can make a similar decision.

Pompeii only made an invitation, and at the moment did not say anything about solicitation or encouragement.

Sean can also hear that this organization doesn't care about the growth of the number of members, they just want to gather like-minded people.

Pompeii continued: "If you want, the initiation ceremony is very simple - I will guide you to find a book of your own, and after you get it back, it will be considered a membership."

Sean was keenly aware of something: "What type of books are they generally?"

"Usually, you explorers will call such books 'specializing in ancient books'." Pompeii said calmly.

Specializing in ancient books? Under the mask, Sean took a faint breath.

It is precisely because she has her own specialized ancient books that only Queen-level Catherine was able to stop Finks' pace for a period of time...

Compared with "faith gain", the improvement that a "specialized ancient book" can bring is much more terrifying.

Judging from the magnitude of the boosting power, a well-studied ancient book can be equivalent to a B-level or even A-level mysterious heritage.

So this is fate? Sean's eyes flickered imperceptibly.

He suddenly thought that what Pompeii had said before made sense. The reason why he saved each other unintentionally, and the two were able to chat so well, made the old man come up with the idea of ​​inviting him to join the candlelight reading club, which was all due to fate!

It's not because of the fact that he can get his own special research ancient books, Sean just feels that he must follow the guidance of fate at this moment.

You shouldn't shy away because of a little risk, and miss the precious opportunity to get together with your peers.

Sean nodded again and again, feeling that his thinking was very reasonable.

His demeanor was calm, and it seemed that after some deliberation, he slowly said: "I also have that feeling of fate. Although I don't know much about candlelight reading clubs, I have a hunch that we have similar temperaments and It will be a matter of time for me to join the study.”

Pompeii seemed to see through Sean's thoughts, he held back his smile for a while, and then said, "Well, no matter what the reason is, it's fine if you want to join.

"Actually, the reason why I invited you to join the book club is because of my selfishness.

"There is a senior member of the book club named Alicia Pompey, my granddaughter.

"She doesn't know I'm here." Pompeii blinked his eyes, "If you can meet her later, please tell her I'm here as a colleague.

"I'm running out of time - if I can see Alicia again before I leave, I'll be satisfied."

Sean restrained his joking thoughts and nodded seriously.

"Stop talking about that." Edvar Pompeii stood up and waved his hand, "I'll be crazy again later.

"Let's find your book."

Pompeii Lantern walked in front, leading Sean through the darkness.

They walked to the first floor of the stairs leading to the original basement.

Only then did Sean realize that the light from the lantern in Pompeii's hand seemed to dispel the evil feeling that had been haunting the old book cemetery.

That lantern seems to be a mysterious legacy that has been purified.

"The light of reason?" Sean speculated to himself, "The light emitted will make all irrational things retreat or even disappear?"

If this is the case... Sean feels the comfort of the lantern's light, it is likely to be a B-level mysterious heritage!

Sean couldn't help but worry that if other explorers discovered Pompeii and his lantern, it might be detrimental to the old man.

But... Sean shook his head. He remembered the twisted figure in the mushroom room, which should be the "misguided autodidact" that Duke mentioned earlier.

Strange things have become servants who help Pompeii grow mushrooms.

In this crisis-ridden ruins, even if he becomes mad, he can still live freely... Although Pompeii is not a searcher, I am afraid that his majesty and self-protection ability have reached the level of Ace.

In his thoughts, Sean followed Pompeii to a door in the basement.

"There used to be an archaeologist named Ruth Milton in the School of Ancient Cultures of the New Testament,

"He traveled all over the world, collected many ancient books and cultural relics from different civilizations, and stored them in this room in the basement of the former municipal library.

"It is precisely because of the temptation of these ancient knowledge that it led to a crisis of the arrival of the evil **** and the subsidence of the library.

"The special team of the Explorers Association went deep into the ruins after the subsidence occurred and transferred all the important documents in this room.

"However, for some reason... they left some very important ancient books.

"Even after many years, no one is aware of this problem.

"I think it's very appropriate to get one of these books as your initiation ceremony..."

With that said, Pompeii took out an ancient, huge copper key and opened the dusty thick wooden door: "Follow the guidance of your heart and find the book that belongs to you...

"Remember, you can only pick one."

Sean walked into the room with an ordinary oil lamp prepared earlier. Pompeii was behind him, closing the thick wooden door.

The interior of this room is a structure like a spacious corridor, about three meters wide and more than ten meters long.

Shawn walked in it, like walking in a gallery-like exhibition hall. However, the bookcases on both sides have been emptied. Sean went back and forth many times and couldn't find even a single book~lightnovelpub.net~, let alone his own specializing in ancient books.

"There isn't a book here at all..." Sean frowned, and he turned to look at the door that came in.

The door has been closed, but Pompeii's "Light of Reason" still shines through the crack of the door.

"This old man, won't he lie to me?"

Shawn's mind was confused, he walked around the room anxiously, trying to search with his psychic tentacles, but still found nothing.

The more he searched, the more anxious, Sean gritted his teeth and said, "This old man must have lied to us!

"We shouldn't trust him at all!"

Recalling that Pompeii first pretended to be mad and foolish, and then suddenly sobered up, his wise and sincere state made him believe in what he said.

"What candlelight reading club? What about finding your own book? It's all a pretense, he's a liar!

"Could it be that his strange lantern affected us?"

Now thinking of the light from the lantern, Sean only felt a little dizzy, and instinctively produced great rejection and disgust.

With anger, he walked towards the entrance.

At this moment, Sean seemed to be carrying a heavy burden. With every step he took, he was out of breath, his heartbeat was extremely fast, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

"Pompeii, **** it, you lied to us! There's not a single book here!"

Outside the door, an old voice sounded, looking dull through the door panel, and muttered, "Who is it? Who is talking... Who are you?"

The voice was crazy, as if he had lost his mind.

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