But the problems Chen Qiyue encountered were just the tip of the iceberg of the entire Yunlong ruins.

Thinking of this, Chen Qiyue showed excitement on his face, "Long Bao, have you memorized all the question information in the ruins?"

"Mi~" Mi Milong proudly raised her little head.

She doesn’t just know all the topics in the ruins!

Chen Qiyue walked forward, picked up a book she had written, and flipped through it.

Sure enough, I saw some familiar questions, but more of them were unfamiliar ones.

"Long Bao, thank you. This is really useful to me. Thank you for your hard work."

Chen Qiyue looked at the several notebooks stacked on the table and said distressedly, "It must have taken you a long time to write so much? Didn't you sleep last night?"

He kept a lot of blank notebooks in his study room for taking notes.

He took a look just now and discovered that Mimilong had written seven or eight books.

This cannot be written in a short time.

Writing is no better than typing on a computer, nor is it better than reading a book. You can read so much at once.

In other words, Mimilong has been writing since last night.

After hearing Chen Qiyue's words, Mi Milong realized that she seemed to have been writing for a long time.

Although she curled the pen with her tail to write, it was indeed quite tiring to control the pen to write with such a tiny amount of control.

Once she relaxed, she felt a little tired.

"Mi~" Mi Milong shouted coquettishly at Chen Qiyue and rubbed his hand with her head.

It doesn't matter, the beast master has worked so hard for her, and being able to help the beast master is what she should do.

Chen Qiyue was slightly startled when he heard Mi Milong say this. Did he work so hard for her?

Then he thought of the evolution of Mi Mi Dragon, and his eyes became firm.

"Well, I will definitely find your evolution plan. You go and have a good rest first. Don't write these things in a hurry. Take your time after you have rested."

Chen Qiyue touched Mimilong's head and said softly.

"Mi~" Mi Milong nodded, and then flew towards the bedroom.

She really felt tired and wanted to take a rest.

Chen Qiyue looked at her with a smile, but when he saw her flying into his bedroom, he shook his head with a smile.

"Remember to have breakfast before going to bed." Chen Qiyue shouted towards the bedroom, "Breakfast has been placed in the dining room."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mi Mi Long rushed out of the room and flew directly towards the restaurant.

Chen Qiyue smiled and began to sort out the notebooks. After finishing, he headed towards Library No. 9 again.

There are only about 20 books left, which is not enough to read today.

The key is that he also wants to try it out. After what happened in his brain yesterday, he will see if his limit for reading is that much.

His mind can only hold so much knowledge at one time, and then it needs to be digested before he can continue.

As for the golden finger, Chen Qiyue glanced at the screen that could appear and disappear at any time according to his own consciousness, and smiled slightly.

Now, his golden finger can change with his consciousness, which is a good thing... Before, his golden finger could only passively look at his own fantasy beast data, but now...

Chen Qiyue went out with a smile on his face.

In Library No. 9, Mr. Huang stretched his neck and kept looking at the door.

The moment he saw Chen Qiyue step onto the door of the library, Mr. Huang's face showed excitement and he quickly walked towards Chen Qiyue.

"Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng, how were you yesterday? How many books did you read?"

Looking at the curious and excited expression on Mr. Huang's face, Chen Qiyue always felt that something was wrong.

"Old Huang..."

As soon as Chen Qiyue said this, Mr. Huang became unhappy, "What, call me teacher!"

"Ahem, teacher," Chen Qiyue coughed lightly and quickly changed his title. Anyway, Mr. Ping agreed with Mr. Huang to be his teacher. After dealing with Mr. Huang these days, he also had a good impression of the old man.

Especially after what Mr. Ping said, Mr. Huang’s record was simply amazing!

Thinking of this, Chen Qiyue looked at Mr. Huang up and down. Is he really that powerful?

Huang Lao naturally felt the way Chen Qiyue looked at him and frowned slightly, "Why, what's that look in your eyes? I'm asking you, how many books did you read yesterday?"

Hearing this question, Chen Qiyue blinked. Anyway, he had revealed his magical skill of photographic memory before, and he had already become a disciple. He told himself that the teacher should be fine.

He coughed lightly, leaned into Huang Lao's ear, and whispered a few words.

"What?!" Mr. Huang thought he had misheard, so he reached out and took out his ears, "How many copies?"

Chen Qiyue shrugged, and this time the volume was slightly louder, "It's only a few 130 copies..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Huang Lao rushed towards him and covered his mouth, "Shh! Don't say it."

Huang Lao said while looking around cautiously.

Chen Qiyue also comes early every time, but no one has come yet.

When Huang Lao saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his head and looked at Chen Qiyue again, but his eyes were shining brightly.

"Okay, kid, you can read so many books in one day, your hands are getting sore, right? How many have you remembered?"

Chen Qiyue smiled at Mr. Huang and said nothing.

Mr. Huang patted Chen Qiyue on the shoulder and said with satisfaction, "It's okay. Just read those few books you didn't remember again. You will always remember them."

Chen Qiyue originally thought that he was modest and silent, but Mr. Huang knew that he had remembered everything by default.

Who would have thought that Mr. Huang would think that he didn't remember a lot.

Also, even if he said that he has a photographic memory, he has read so many books, how can he really remember them all?

Chen Qiyue laughed and shook his head, "Teacher, you know that trait of mine."

Huang Lao raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice, and asked quietly, "Do you really remember everything?"

"Yes, I remember everything." Chen Qiyue nodded seriously.

Mr. Huang took a breath and looked at Chen Qiyue, "Did you feel anything different yesterday?"

Hearing Mr. Huang say this, the strange feeling came again at first.

Chen Qiyue looked at Mr. Huang with some suspicion, "What are you talking about? I did feel that it was easier to read yesterday and I read more."... "That's it?" Mr. Huang asked subconsciously.

Chen Qiyue frowned, "Is there anything else?"

Hearing what Chen Qiyue said, Mr. Huang immediately coughed slightly and straightened his face, "Ah, I'm just caring about you. You go ahead and pick the book. Hurry up. Someone will be here soon."

Chen Qiyue nodded repeatedly, immediately returned the books he had borrowed before, and then walked towards the bookshelf with the book basket.

After borrowing the book, Chen Qiyue looked at Mr. Huang and asked, "Teacher, what's the difference before you asked me? What's going on? Don't fool me! I'm not easy to lie to!"

Chen Qiyue was thinking about it when he was choosing a book, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

Although it is said that the speed of reading will improve as you continue to read, was the speed of improvement yesterday too fast?

There was also a magic circle that suddenly appeared in his mind, and his golden finger suddenly upgraded again.

He felt that it all happened suddenly.

In addition, what Mr. Huang said before made Chen Qiyue suspicious.

So I came over and asked again.

When Mr. Huang heard what Chen Qiyue said, he raised his eyebrows and his eyes flickered, not knowing whether he should say something or not.

Seeing Mr. Huang's appearance, Chen Qiyue felt more and more that there was something fishy here.

He came closer to Mr. Huang and looked at him seriously, "Teacher, you won't do anything to me, right?"

Chen Qiyue recalled yesterday's scene, and it seemed that Mr. Huang had indeed patted him on the shoulder many times.

Is it when you tap on the shoulder...?

Huang Lao looked at Chen Qiyue awkwardly and laughed twice, then stopped smiling under Chen Qiyue's serious attention.

He glanced around, then turned to look at Chen Qiyue, and said seriously, "At 10 o'clock tonight, when the library closes here, come and find me."

"As I promised before, before you leave, you will come to me in private. I told you that I want to give you a gift."

Chen Qiyue looked at Mr. Huang suspiciously, and finally nodded, "Don't lie to me!"

Huang Lao laughed and kicked Chen Qiyue, "You are lying to me. What do you have for me to lie to?"

Chen Qiyue's feet were slippery and he avoided Mr. Huang's kick. "Teacher, see you in the evening."

Seeing Chen Qiyue leaving quickly, Mr. Huang touched his beard and laughed "haha".

Seedlings like this are really rare to see in a century.

In so many years, he has only met Chen Qiyue.
To be continued...