As a book cultivator, the least important thing is books.
Mi August did not rush to randomly select books and copy them, but took his time and made some selections first.
The collection of books here is all-encompassing, including geography, travel notes, weird things, detailed explanations of spiritual materials, biographies, etc., but they are all basic literature. It is obvious that real and good things such as exercises, elixirs, and tricks are out of the question. Got it here for nothing.
But for Mi August, these most basic teaching materials are exactly what she needs.
After picking out the books he wanted, Mi August picked a deserted corner, took out his desk and started copying the books.
Time passes quietly.
During this period, only one or two disciples passed by here once or twice, and they left quietly without being disturbed.
jingle.
A sound similar to wind chimes.
Mi August woke up from being at his desk copying books.
She had already used up most of the paper and ink given by the library steward. She first relaxed her legs and feet after sitting there for a long time, then she cleared the table and put the copied books back on the bookshelf, and then put away the desk and the remaining books and ink. .
Returning to where the steward was, Mi August handed the results to him.
The steward finished the inspection with a quick glance of his spiritual consciousness, “It’s good to be patient.”
Then he took out his disciple order and glanced at Mi August’s sleeves, “Leave the book and the remaining paper and ink before you leave.”
Mi August asked: “Can I take it back and continue copying?”
The steward smiled and said: “Okay, just deduct credits.”
Mi August nodded, “It’s troublesome.”
Without saying a word, the steward deducted the credits she had just earned based on the books, paper and ink she had taken away. When he returned the disciple order to her again, he added one more sentence, “The academy is not peaceful at night.”
Spending all your time copying books to earn credits may not be worth the gain.
Mi August accepted the other party’s kindness with a smile, thanked him, and then left the library.
When I walked out of the library, I saw that it was already dark outside, so the sound of wind chimes in the library should be a reminder that it was dark.
The night is quiet.
“Student, student.”
A gentle call came from a distance.