Magic Book Pavilion: the Keeper's Road to Immortality in the Doomsday

That musty smell made Gu Zhao want to curse, and his eyes almost rolled to the sky. With a "pop", he jumped up from the hard wooden bed. He had a severe headache and the pain made him grin. When I looked up, I saw that the walls were full of pits, the spider webs in the corners were as thick as curtains, and the whole room smelled of decay. "Where am I?" Gu Zhao rubbed his temples while trying to remember.