"Forget it, just take a look."
Linger walked among the bookshelves, and the tall bookshelves formed a huge forest, and the touch of the black mist on the ground was the roots of the trees.
He glanced at the books on the shelf, took out one from his side from time to time, flipped through it, and stuffed it back again.
He stopped suddenly and looked up at the top of the bookshelf, thinking that it would be great if there was a ladder.
In order to check the books on the upper floor, he tried to use wind magic to levitate himself, but
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