The biting chill instantly woke Lin Mo up from his drowsiness.
He opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was not lying on the creaky single bed in the rental house, but sitting on a cold wooden chair.
There was deathly silence all around, and the air was filled with a strange smell of rotting paper and mold.
He looked around, his pupils suddenly shrinking.
This is... A library.
A huge, ancient library that seems to have been dusted by time.
Countless bookshelves towered to the ceiling, densely packed into the space, like a silent steel forest. The dim light barely penetrated the thick dust, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground, making every shadow appear unfathomable.
