Chapter 033: As long as one does not seek death, he will not die

  Library.

  Qin Lang held a copy of "The Origin of Species" and sat in an inconspicuous corner, a position that was relatively easy to avoid being disturbed. In recent days, he had basically made this position his own fixed point, absorbing countless knowledge every day.

  On the desk, three stacks of books as high as a person were piled up, almost completely burying Qin Lang's figure. He had long thrown away the lesson he taught Skinny Monkey before and was highly concentrated, fully immersed in the ocean of knowledge, only hearing the rustling sound of pages turning.

  As the number of books he destroyed grew, Qin Lang's understanding of this new world also grew rapidly, and his horizons expanded. He was delighted to discover that the Dan Ding Continent and this new world had many commonalities, with most species being similar between the two worlds. This discovery greatly boosted his confidence in his future alchemy and cultivation.

  The only thing that gives him a headache is that although the species of the two worlds have many similarities, they are extremely different in terms of rarity.

  For example, ginseng, a plant-based Dan material, is worthless on the Dan Ding continent and can be seen everywhere. However, in this world, an old wild mountain ginseng may not be available even if you have money. Those that can be bought are expensive enough to scare people to death. And like honeysuckle, which is a cheap medicinal herb on Earth, it is extremely precious and rare on the Dan Ding continent, with each plant worth exchanging for a city.

  Faced with this gap, Qin Lang couldn't help but smile wryly, but what he thought about more was how to obtain these elixir materials in the future. After all, he was no longer the top alchemist who was once high above, with countless people flattering him; now he was just an ordinary person, and whether it was relying on wealth or personally searching for and excavating these elixir materials, he had to rely on his own abilities.

  "Hmm, this kid is quite a character. I've been working at this school for so long, but it's the first time I've seen a student as unusual as him."

  Librarian Zhu held his tea cup and gazed with interest at the desk piled high with books in the corner. He had been paying attention to the boy sitting at this desk for several days, and in his opinion, the boy's speed and method were something he had rarely seen in his life.

  In fact, it's not just Old Zhu, but several administrators in the library have also developed a strong interest in this man who arrives punctually every day when the door opens and leaves punctually when the door closes.

  They had calculated that the number of books borrowed by this boy in a day was as many as thousands, and at such a speed, if he wasn't a madman, then he must be a super genius. And judging from the boy's performance, it was clear that he wasn't a madman, several administrators unanimously believed that this boy was an unassuming super genius.

  As for the boy not attending classes, but instead hiding in the library every day, several administrators did not have any intention of driving him away. This was not only because they saw the boy's unbelievable genius behavior, but more importantly, who let him hold the class teacher's signed leave slip?

  "Old Zhu, you're quite free and easy, aren't you!"

  A voice interrupted Mr. Zhu's gaze.

  He furrowed his brow, thinking to himself, "Who is this that doesn't know better than to call me Old Zhu?" Old Zhu turned his head to take a look and was startled. The person who called him Old Zhu really did resemble a pig, with a face like a pig's head, looking as if he had just been in a car accident and hadn't even had time to be rescued yet.

  "Who are you?" Old Man Zhu looked at him suspiciously.

  "I'm Qian Dabing." Qian Dabing smiled awkwardly, and to prevent others from asking about his sad story again, he pointed to his own face and said: "A few days ago, I accidentally fell and my face was a bit bruised."

  "Oh, no wonder. I said who was so rude to call me Old Zhu, it turned out to be you. Your face is all messed up, I almost didn't recognize you." Old Lady Zhu retorted with a hint of sarcasm, but in her heart, she didn't believe what Qian Dabing had said. Could wrestling really mess up someone's face like that? When did my eyes go blind? This clearly was from being beaten up!"

  "It's a bit heavy, but it's just a flesh wound, it'll be fine in a few days." Qian Dabing chuckled and asked: "Old Zhu, not busy?"

  Old Zhu heard this young man still shouting himself as Old Zhu, he was very displeased in his heart, and his face fell. He said indifferently: "It's not busy or not busy, mainly because this place is quiet and not easy to fall."

  Qian Dabing's face stiffened, and he cursed the old man silently, deliberately exposing his shortcomings. On the surface, however, he smiled nonchalantly: "Old Zhu, I'll be bothering you for a few days."

  "What does it mean?" Old Zhu frowned.

  Qian Dabing explained: "I heard that the library is going to replace a large number of books recently, and they are short-handed. The school leaders saw that I was injured but still insisted on participating in work, considering that my injury is not suitable for teaching, so these days they arranged me to come to the library to help out. You know that I am not familiar with the operation of the library, so for the next few days, I will probably be following Old Zhu and helping out."

  Old Zhu cursed in his heart as soon as he heard it, what kind of leader made the decision to bring this thing to the library, isn't it just causing trouble?

  Of course, that's what he thought, the school leader's instructions, a librarian who is about to retire, obviously can't interfere with anything. Can only nod and expressionlessly say: "Since it's the school leader's arrangement, then you'll stay in the library for these few days. The work in the library isn't difficult, I'll guide you, you'll get the hang of it quickly."

  Qian Dabing didn't listen carefully to Zhu Dajie's words, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings. When he found that there were only a few people scattered in the library, and they were all men, he suddenly felt extremely disappointed.

  "Old Zhu, I heard from the biology teacher of Class 6 that a female college student came to work as a librarian in front of the library two months ago. Why haven't we seen her?" Qian Dabing asked Old Zhu. He was such a charming talent, and it seemed like no girl could resist him. The dull library, and flirting with the female librarian, was also a delightful thing.

  "That's my niece, she took a wedding leave and went back to her hometown to get married. She and her husband have been together since they were young, their feelings for each other are very deep." Old Zhu said coldly. He knew Qian Dabing's reputation in school, so he cut off his thoughts with one knife.

  Qian Dabing got himself into an awkward situation, looking left and right, and saw that the table at the far north end was piled high with books. He said, "Why are there so many books piled up over there? Do you want me to help you move them?"

  "Those books are for students to read. There are a few broken tables in the reading room, why don't you go fix them? They're right next to the student, and the toolbox is there too." Mr. Zhu was used to being quiet, and he wasn't accustomed to Old Money's constant chattering in his ear, so he sent him off to do some hard labor first.

  From Qian Dabing's perspective, the desk was piled high with books that were taller than his head, and he couldn't see the student sitting in the middle. It wasn't until he walked closer that he saw a student sitting behind the pile of books, intently studying.

  Because the student was lowering his head, he didn't see clearly either. He only discovered that the student wasn't reading a book but flipping through it quickly when he walked over. The speed was just slightly slower than a banknote counter.

  The evil fire that had not been vented from his heart suddenly flared up again, and with a loud slap on the table, he cursed: "Which class are you in? Are you reading or causing trouble? Get out of here quickly, I suspect you're using the library as an excuse to skip class. Go stand over there and be punished, and soon I'll have your teacher come over to take you away."

  "Shut your stinking mouth."

  Qin Lang was so absorbed in his thoughts that he was startled by the sudden interruption, not only did his heart skip a beat, but it also disrupted his rhythm, and naturally, a surge of anger rose up inside him. He wasn't exactly known for his good temper to begin with, and his face darkened as he barked at whoever it was without hesitation.

  He raised his head and looked clearly at the person in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment.

  Not only Qin Lang was stunned, but also Qian Dabing. Qian Dabing hadn't seen the student's appearance clearly before, until now, he suddenly realized that the person hiding here reading books was none other than Qin Dashuai, whom he hated to the bone.

  "Is it you? Qian Dabing?"

  "Is it you? Qin Da Sha!"

  The two of them spoke out at the same time and immediately changed color simultaneously.

  Qin Lang was all smiles because he saw Qian Dabing's pig head with a blue nose and swollen face, anyone would find it funny.

  Qian Dabing, however, was unstoppable in his rage. With a burning anger in his heart, he didn't think twice before throwing a punch at Qin Lang's face. He had long wanted to teach this fool a lesson, and after narrowly letting him off the hook at the police station that day, today he was determined to make this fool understand why the flowers were so red!

  Qin Lang's eyes narrowed, and a murderous aura spread in his pupils.

  Facing Qian Dabing's fist, he didn't retreat. With extremely fast speed, he took out the key from his pocket and stabbed it forward with the tip of the key when the opponent's fist was about to hit him.

  "Ah..."

  The next second, Qian Dabing hugged his fist and let out a loud cry of pain. That miserable face suddenly turned bright red, showing how much pain he was in.

  "What a pity, this key is still not sharp enough. But as a weapon, it's barely sufficient." Qin Lang looked at the bloodstain on the tip of the key and smiled faintly.

  There was a moderate-sized blood hole on Qian Dabing's fist, although it didn't reach the point where bone could be seen, but it still hurt his skin and flesh.

  "Laozi will either beat you to death today, or I won't be called Qian Dabing." After getting over the initial pain, Qian Dabing's ferocity was completely unleashed. He took a step forward and was about to viciously kick Qin Lang.

  Unfortunately, he forgot what Old Zhu had just said. The tables next to Qin Lang were all a bit broken and needed repair.

  He lifted his foot without noticing and bumped into the table next to him. The broken-legged table suddenly fell down, hitting his body that had just lifted its leg and hadn't adjusted its center of gravity yet.

  Then, his body unexpectedly tilted to one side and fell to the ground. Unfortunately, the desk that hit him also fell down with him, and the corner of the desk happened to hit his forehead.

  Although the table wasn't very heavy, being suddenly smashed on the head was enough to make him see stars. Instantly dizzy and disoriented, his eyes saw golden flowers.

  Qin Lang looked at the scene in front of him with a stunned expression, then shook his head, "The words I saw on TV two days ago were indeed correct, if one doesn't seek death, he won't die."