There are quite a lot of books preserved, and there are quite a lot of them. In a room completely separated by tall bookshelf, Tianxiang found a thick stack of books that were yellow and covered with mold, but still maintained their toughness and could read. However, Tianxiang really couldn't be interested in these books.

"One Hundred Examples of Home-Cooked Fried Dishes", "Your and Her (His) Constellation Love Prediction", "Daily Skin Maintenance Method", "How to Have a Fat Doll"...

The ancients would record all their knowledge in books, and many of this knowledge were of no use to them. This is the information Tianxiang obtained from the learning machine. However, before he had ever been exposed to large-scale library collection locations, he never thought that there would be so many useless and cumbersome books.

Another complete book appeared in front of me, but after just a few pages, Tianxiang completely lost interest. The book called "My Fair Princess" was scattered in a pile of papers marked "love novels". The content was nothing more than a few men crying and swearing for a few women all day long. Touching the smooth cover of the book, Tianxiang couldn't help but smile a helpless and bitter smile on his angular face: Is love really so important to the ancients? So even the paper that made this book is the best one among all the books at present.

Love is also mentioned in the learning machine. According to Tianxiang's own understanding, it may be a necessary ritual that should be held during the necessary reproduction between men and women. Although the thinking method of the ancients may be very different from that of today, in Tianxiang's view, in order to obtain "love", so many men and women are so stupid that they want to commit suicide. However, in Tianxiang's view, this thing called "infinitely precious" in the book may not have a small piece of worm-meat jerk. After all, when hungry, love that cannot be seen or touched cannot be eaten like food.

The library is very big. More than an hour passed. Tianxiang discovered that the place he had explored was only the ground floor of this four-story building. This means that there are more secrets waiting to be discovered in the library. Among them, there may be books about "guns" that he cares most.

The world is full of bugs, and libraries are no exception. White dysentery and square-headed drum flies are not very threatening insects, which can be seen in every corner of the building. They are called "garbage insects" by hunters. Compared with carnivorous insects, their number is extremely large and their distribution locations are quite common. These insects eat almost everything and can eat anything. Tianxiang once saw a white dysentery as thick as an arm swallowing a piece of scrap metal part the size of a human head.

However, these disgusting things obviously do not have much interest in the fragments scattered all over the floor in the library. They seem to be just to find a comfortable nest where they can settle down. Therefore, although one twitch after another twitching around the pile of rotten old books, they have no intention of feeding on them. The books that have been damp and brittle cannot resist the rush of these barbaric guys. In this way, as the insects arched back and forth, the pile of old books that were already broken were directly dispersed into pieces of paper under the action of external forces.

The insects do not eat books, which gave Tianxiang, who was eager to find his goal, felt a little comfort in his heart. During this period, he carefully passed through these insect groups that seemed to have no targets and crawled back and forth, and quickly jumped up to the stairs to the second floor. For this kind of docile group insect, as long as you don’t provoke them, they feel that your existence will not pose any threat to them at all, then the insects themselves are too lazy to go against you. If people don’t offend me, I won’t offend others. Sometimes, the rules of hunting the world are so simple.

Compared with the lobby on the ground floor, the situation of books on the second floor is obviously much better. Perhaps because the air is dry and not as humid as the first floor, although the books piled up here also showed signs of yellowing and brittleness, they were far from being broken at once. Moreover, what made Tianxiang the most happy was that his long-awaited goal finally appeared here.

"Military" is a label placed on the shelf of "guns". Although the surface of the sign made of mechanical plastic is covered with dirt and even covers the content of some of the signs. However, Tianxiang still distinguishes their original appearance based on the specific residual shapes of the three large characters. Although he is not very clear about the meaning of these characters.

This is a picture album, a picture side with serious destruction. The things drawn on it are already blurred, and the old traces caused by time and time have also made the book itself very damaged. But at least it still leaves some content that can be seen clearly for current readers.

"Gun? Is this a gun?" Tianxiang looked at the picture album in his hand with disappointment that had completely lost its original color. In his imagination, the "gun" should be a hunting tool with a very majestic appearance. It should have a sharp blade, a hard grip, and even various exquisite arrow launching ports. Just like the weapon called "cross" owned by some hunters, it can easily shoot through the head of a swollen beetle a hundred meters away. Only such powerful things may be qualified to be called "gun".

But what about what is in front of me? A thick and long black tube, plus a few grips that look quite exquisitely made, and some square boxes that don’t know what they do. When combined, they become guns and become powerful weapons that condense the highest wisdom of the ancients as mentioned in the learning machine.

My God! This, this, is this the legendary "gun"? Is it the kind of gun that I dreamed of easily killing the most ferocious carnivorous insectivorous gun?

"Being tricked!" This was the only thought that appeared in Tianxiang's mind at this moment. He suddenly closed the book in his hand with some anger and smashed it hard into the pile of waste paper, which immediately aroused a piece of scattered paper.

I wasted precious food, a lot of time, and two full sun days just to obtain the secrets of the ancients. In the end, I only got such a thing that seemed useless. Annoyance and regret completely occupied Tianxiang's heart.

"Go home, go home now." After quickly judging the current situation, Tianxiang quickly made up his mind. There was not much food on his body. If he didn't go home as soon as possible, not to mention that he was in danger of losing food again, even Tianrou, who was hiding in the crypt, could not rely on the storage of food for too long. In short, going out this time was a very wrong move. However, hunters also had their own rules. That is, whether they succeed or fail, they must first ensure their survival. At present, going home is the only choice Tianxiang can make.

You must be extra careful when passing through the pile of paper. Moving the airflow brought by the body will cause the gentle paper confetti to float up. Although these little things dancing in the air are not harmful to the human body, flying around is definitely not a pleasant thing. What's more, they drift with the wind will greatly disrupt the view of the surroundings. If a bug is suddenly emerging from a corner at this time, then the unlucky one must be the hunter himself.

In this way, Tianxiang, who was very upset, carefully moved his footsteps lightly among piles of paper confetti. In order to choose a route that could pass through the first floor lobby in the shortest time, he chose the side close to the window. Although there was wind there, it was blowing from outside to inside, which was equivalent to clearing a narrow road for the passer. What's more, it is precisely for this reason that there was almost no paper confetti on the ground close to the windows on both sides.

Tianxiang, who was brisk in his footsteps, walked smoothly through the corridor on the side of the hall and walked to the window. He was carefully observing the movement of the insects, while quietly avoiding the attention of the white dysentery and the square-headed scoundrel flies, while trying to find the safest passage among the paper confetti flying in the wind. However, he did not notice that a hard object suddenly stepped on under his feet suddenly made a tiny and crisp cracking sound.

It was a skeleton, a skeleton left by human body after death. This kind of thing is everywhere in every corner of the city. Some hunters even like to use a part of these skeletons to connect them with threads and hang them on their bodies as a kind of flaunting ornament. However, everyone knows that these things are just the corpses of the dead ancient people.

There is nothing special about a bone that has been lying here for hundreds of years. The place that was trampled was only a joint at the end of the hand bone of the corpse, and the slight sound made did not attract the attention of any insects. However, Tianxiang's eyes quickly scanned the bones on the ground, and immediately stared at one of them, and would never move a single moment.

Gun! A gun! Just in the right hand of this ordinary remains, he was holding a very strange but extremely familiar thing in Tianxiang - a gun.

There are many types of guns, just like steel spears are long and short, and guns are also divided into lengths. These are the knowledge that Tianxiang has gained from the learning machine. From the comparison picture of the abandoned book just now, he also successfully identified that the gun with a short iron tube in front of him was exactly the kind of thing that the ancients called "pistols".

It was black, very heavy, and it felt like there was an extra piece of iron when pinching it in the hand. Tianxiang carefully looked at the ancient weapon that emitted a dark blue light in the faint phosphorus fire, and quickly recalled the knowledge about the gun from the learning machine. He also carefully followed his own understanding and successfully took out a metal square box from a groove that could be moved at the bottom of the handle. From the top of the box, Tianxiang easily took out a cylindrical object with round heads. Judging from its texture, it should also be a metal object.

There is no doubt that this is the kind of terrible thing that is fired out by a gun and has strong lethality - bullets.

There were four such things in the iron box. After Tianxiang took them out one by one, he packed them in the order. He really couldn't figure out how the ancients hunted with such weapons that looked like no threat. He tried that there was no sharp place around the pistols and bullets, nor any steel wire or animal tendons used for firing on crossbows. Why did those dead ancient people and their leftovers think that this thing could have powerful power?

Plate machine is a term mentioned on the learning machine. It sounds like it is a device used as a firing device on a pistol. Tianxiang easily found the same part of the pistol based on the pistol exploded picture in the previous book. The thing is easy to find, not far from the front of the handle, and you can easily hook it with your fingers. Maybe it was because it was too long and it was filled with rust. Tianxiang slowly pried it with a small steel brazing on his hand, causing a pile of slightly black and yellow rust stains. But the so-called Plate machine still seemed to be welded to death. Even if Tianxiang used his strength to feed his breasts, he could not pull it at all.

If you don't understand, just don't understand! Anyway, the main task now is to return to the crypt as soon as possible. If you can return home before the next sunday, you can get new hunting time and more food. Tianxiang, who was already worried, gently weighed the ancient weapon he had just got, shook his head with regret, and left it on the belt tied around his waist, grabbed his steel spear from the ground, stood up and prepared to walk out of the library.

Wait, something was wrong. Just as Tianxiang's fingers just touched the cold spear body, he suddenly realized that a slight but very obvious vibration seemed to be heard from the part touched between his fingers. The steel spear itself could not move, and the only explanation was that the vibration came from the ground. Before he could think too much, Tianxiang immediately lay on the ground, leaning his right ear against the ground, trying to prove his worries.

The ground is the best sensor, and Tianxiang, who has a sensitive hearing, clearly felt the vibration coming from the ground again. Compared to just now, the degree of vibration has increased again. Moreover, according to the direction of the earthquake source, Tianxiang can completely determine that the object that emits the vibration is coming to the location of the library at this time, and the distance is not far.

"The insect is a bug, a terrible big bug." Tianxiang quickly came to this conclusion in his mind. He had no time to think about it. He jumped up from the ground and rushed out of the hall like the most flexible cheetah. He ignored his movements and had already alarmed the two square-headed drum flies next to him who were wandering slowly. For this kind of little bug that was not very threatening, the source of such strong vibrations was actually a terrifying existence that was far more terrifying than them.

Escape! How far is it? Although he is not sure what the source of the vibration is, his natural keen perception of danger made Tianxiang realize that this is not an opponent he can defeat, at least, it cannot be. However, he, who had just run to the gate of the corridor, could no longer move his steps.

Just less than two hundred meters away in front of him, a huge insect that was more than three meters tall appeared in front of him.

"What kind of insect is this? It's just a insect beast that is thousands of times more terrifying than a carnivorous insect." Tianxiang moaned in his heart. He really didn't know what luck he had. He would actually meet a powerful insect beast that was at the top of the world's food chain here.

Hunters have different abilities. Similarly, insects also have different levels of breeds. Insects and beasts are predators that have evolved ahead of time among insects. They have mouthparts that are far stronger than ordinary insects, and have horny carapaces that are so hard that they can hardly penetrate even steel spears. What is even more terrifying is their keen perception of the surrounding environment. They eat meat for a living, and they do not recognize their relatives. Even insects, their own distant relatives, will open their mouths and swallow them without hesitation. They dare to challenge any creature. Even those most terrifying mutant beasts must avoid three points when they see them.

As for the hunter, Tianxiang remembers a sentence: "When you have to face a insect beast but don't have time to escape, the only way is to cut your throat with your own hands." Because instead of being torn off one piece of muscle after another by the insect beast, it is better to commit suicide by using this method.

Tianxiang doesn't want to die or use a relatively unpalatable method, which is relatively unhealthy. Escape is impossible. With such a short distance, even if you try to drill into the corners of the ruins, you can't escape the pursuit of insects and beasts. This terrible thing that will not let go of the dead prey seems to have no idea of ​​fear in your mind. They only know how to chase and chase it desperately until they bite the prey they like in their mouths. Then they stop.
Chapter completed!