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"Put the "Kingdom Geography Atlas" in the physical geography area on the third floor... "Roselle's Selected Poems" 13457, 2 and 6 have all been borrowed, and 2 will expire in three days..."

""Rosell's Fairy Tales"...doesn't have a pea vine? I remember this, His Daughter used it in Backlund."

“How many ‘fairy tales’ are actually things that actually happened?”

"Chronicle of the Development of Trier? This is the version from twelve years ago. The official new version of Intis will not enter the library for another year and a half. It must be kept and placed in the historical documents area on the fourth floor...

There have been an unexpected number of people borrowing history and geography books recently. Is it because of the Loen Kingdom Government Employee Examination Act? There are only four months left for the exam, and the literature and history category has the most students."

Amon pushed a trolley filled with books and walked leisurely in the huge library. His eyes swept across the large bookshelf several meters high, and he could clearly see the number on the spine of each book.

, accurately remove the misplaced books.

He was wearing a librarian's uniform, with a goose-yellow scarf on his collar, and a metal city logo on his chest.

This logo is exquisitely made and sparkling. He likes it very much and is even willing to use it as his current jewelry.

The lunch staff meal includes vegetable salad, fresh juice and East Chester-style chicken pie.

This city is geographically located in the north, inland and far away from the sea. Therefore, smoked fish, grilled fish and various seafood products are slightly more expensive. And it has been influenced by the food of neighboring countries. The city focuses on sweet and spicy flavors, grilled fish and so on.

Chicken and various meats are quite delicious.

Amon liked a bakery outside the city library very much. The specialty there was butter bread, but the roast chicken they sold was his favorite flavor. Before he obtained his current status, he ate it almost every day.

Now...it won't work now. Once he becomes "Amon", he won't have any hobbies other than professional needs. The bartender Amon needs to be able to drink, but the librarian doesn't need to like to eat grilled chicken from a certain store.

A working meal is enough.

Hobbies belong to the noumenon, and the power to characterize things also belongs to the noumenon. All rights belong to the noumenon.

After placing the cart of books in his hand, he took out his pocket watch and confirmed the time: 11:15 a.m., a quarter of an hour before getting off work for lunch, and two hours and a quarter before going to work in the afternoon. Classification of books in the morning

After that, it's time to change shifts in the afternoon.

To change your shift, you just go to the book borrowing area on the first floor and sit there. Register the people who come. If the books are not returned after the due date, go to the person according to the contact information. If it is a stolen book, theft, or forged contact information, then notify the police station after the inspection...

In the half month that Amon has been working, the book stealing behavior has completely disappeared. Because as the oldest thief (a few hundredth), Amon can easily see those bad thoughts. The book thief takes

After the book leaves, you will find that all you brought back are some used drafts, and your wallet is also missing.

Amon made a lot of extra money this way.

This is very Amon and has nothing to do with career.

He returned to the first floor and placed the cart against the wall.

People are leaving the library one after another now, but they often come back after lunch. The reading areas on the four floors are all full, filled with young people who want to become employees in the next exam, and those who want to

University students who are looking for information for their own thesis. If they want to get a seat, they have to queue up when the library opens at 8 o'clock in the morning. Many people will stay until the library closes at 8 o'clock in the evening.

Walking to the front desk, Amon rubbed his hands and pulled up the collar of his winter work clothes.

Although there is heating in the municipal library, the door on the first floor is opened from time to time, and the indoor temperature is not high.

The shift shifter was still working, so he casually found a place among the bookshelves to rest against the wall. The demigod's memory and computing power allowed him to finish his work early every time, giving him enough time to fish. He was hiding and keeping warm.

I rested in a corner and watched from a distance as human beings were writing at their desks and shuttling among the many bookshelves, like a group of hard-working ants, carrying "knowledge".

He turned his head inadvertently and happened to meet his eyes reflected in the glass on the wall.

Amon saw himself smiling in the mirror.

So he closed his eyes, turned away, and then stole the few seconds of memory he had and threw it away.

Then, Amon, who was looking at the window one second, found himself facing the green plants in the corner the next second, frowned:

"Three seconds of memory gone."

"Did I see 'him' again just now?"

He rubbed his brows, took off his monocle, pinched the bridge of his nose and eye sockets, then hesitated and did not put it back on immediately.

He sat quietly for five minutes without looking at anything reflective, and then slowly recited a string of honorable names.

"Father."

Amon whispered: "He is questioning me again, maybe I am questioning myself."

His father's answers always frustrated Amon. He showed various different looks and showed many special features. Now he is trapped by the mirror and the "similar people" who once occupied this identity.

My father still just said meaningless words.

"You are all Amon, you have to reconcile with yourselves."

My father never seemed to realize that he was different.

He put on his glasses and looked at the mirror again. He was the only one in the mirror, but after blinking, the shadow pinched his right eye socket and gave him a mocking smile.

'Apostasy.'

'A defective product domesticated by an alien god.'

The shadow began to deform, with its facial features and outlines twisting like melted candles, and then settled into an Amon that seemed to be made up of many faces and many Amons. But compared with the one in front of the window, only the expression was different.

Others are not much different.

'What has He given you that you are willing to kill yourself?'

Amon also pinched his eyes and replied with a smile: "You are the real defective product."

"You underestimated me, didn't know how to collect intelligence, didn't know how to use the terrain, and used stereotypes to think that I had no helpers."

"Otherwise, we have the same sequence, and I wouldn't be able to kill you so quickly."

After saying that, he turned around and stopped arguing with the phantom.

He knows better than anyone else that this is just an illusion, just like what appears in human dramas. The killed person becomes the murderer's nightmare, and he will be scolded in his dreams when he comes back at midnight. But Amon knows that this is definitely not a "guilt feeling".

"Guilty", but——

Fear.

Only the main body has the right to deal with the clones, killing or promoting them. Only the main body has the power to freely choose hobbies and goals. Only the main body can... came to the outside world, killed another Amon and replaced him.

God was actually using the privileges of his body to indulge him.

But fear and excitement are twins, and now, he is used to it. He is used to these "unique" hobbies. As the phantom said, he has been tamed by this freedom and is willing to do everything for this freedom.

Engage in all sorts of rebellious and unethical behaviors.

He desperately hopes to be recognized, such as by the True Creator. At the same time, he is also afraid that if the True Creator really recognizes him, then he, then he——

——Is there also the possibility of becoming an "ontology"?

Is this the future that the Outer God wants to see?

"Green? Green!"

Amon's thoughts were interrupted by the shouts of his colleagues. It turned out that it was time to get off work. He immediately stood up and pretended that he was not fishing. The colleague with short blond hair smiled as usual and stretched out his hand to greet him:

"Want to go have lunch together? There's chicken pie, which you like."

I like, yes, I--like, yes, I like... Amon now felt relieved when he heard such pointed words, but he suddenly wanted to do something else, so he declined his colleague

Invitation:

"I want to rest for a while before going."

"Maybe the pie will be gone?"

Amon pursed his lips and resolutely followed the other person's pace: "Let's go together."

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"The symbol of iron and fire..."

"The master of turmoil and strife...the not-so-great god of war..."

The mysterious prayer appeared in his mind. Medici raised his eyebrows, put down the letter from the hunter who was about to join him, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

"Little crow?" the not-great god of war sneered, "your low-level provocation is like a child venting his anger!"

"If you were in front of me, would you still steal something from me?"

A certain Amon's voice appeared in his mind, as calm as if he hadn't heard anything:

"Whenever I feel you are reliable, you speak."

Medici burst out laughing. He really wanted to tease this boy who worked hard to learn provocation, but he also knew that if he kept talking, the other party would not share embarrassing things with him anymore. So he said:

"Yeah."

"What do you want from me? The 'Conspiracy' charm is very useful, right?"

The spell from angelic spirituality is of course easy to use, and the price for purchasing it is a box of souvenirs from East Chester County. Since the hunter still does not have Sequence One, and the uniqueness of the "God of War" and the Red Priest is still in Medi

Qi, he could barely make a specious prototype of the Kingdom of God to accept the sacrifice - since this thing can be used as the Kingdom of God, it is the Kingdom of God!

“Easy to use.”

Medici thought that the specialty sweet and spicy sauce was very good. Amon prayed to him and he remembered it again, so he said one more thing: "This thing is very popular in Aurora. It is already eaten with the holy fish. You
To be continued...