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"This is not, this is not …" This... "Isn't it still …"

In the blink of an eye, six to four hours had passed. Even though Ye Zhen's soul was strong, with just a few thousand books, he was still absent-minded and his head was in a daze.

"If we keep looking for it like this, when will we find it?"

Ye Zhen frowned, it was truly boring. Looking at the bookshelves that still had no end