I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods-Chapter 522 - 127: Cosmic Library

The bookshelf materials are made of a kind of ebony that emits a faint fragrance, a type of wood long extinct in nature, with only a few remnants preserved in some upper-level laboratories. But here, it is extremely common.

Some parchment scrolls hang in the sky, brushing past Yun You’s forehead. The little girl picked up a scroll and glanced at it, but could only see some incomprehensible ancient text and bizarre illustrations.

She turned her head and looked around at the bookshelves, slowly observing the shelves.

The variety of books here is quite vast; there are numerous parchment rolls, ancient bamboo slips strung with wooden ropes, and glued, yellowed ancient texts.

However, the most numerous are the modern books.

Although Yun You had never been to school and had no time to read, she used to love reading very much.

Reading text on paper and cheap electronic tablets, finding joy in the lines of words—these were among her few childhood entertainments.

So now, upon seeing such a large library, Yun You did not feel panic or fear; instead, she slowly felt a very relaxed mood, wanting to read a few books.

But regrettably... she couldn’t understand a word.

Not to mention those visibly ancient bamboo slips and parchment rolls, even the texts and symbols in modern books were completely unintelligible to her, and even using the Information Reconnaissance Chip couldn’t decipher the meanings of these texts.

Looking at these texts was like humans trying to understand symbols ants put together with leaves—utterly incomprehensible.

And the most headache-inducing part was, each book’s text was different.

Some seemed to be in Eastern scripts, with shapes and strokes, but some were entirely symbolic language, and there were even articles made up of numbers.

This left Yun You with no point of reference whatsoever.

Helplessly, she could only put down the books in her hands and leisurely stroll through the library, hoping to find some clues.

[Cosmic Library... this is actually the Cosmic Library!]

But Master Zero seemed to have spotted something and couldn’t help but exclaim.

"Cosmic Library?"

Yun You was slightly taken aback.

This was another term she had never heard before, and she was sure there was no record of it online.

[This is an extremely peculiar Death Domain]

Master Zero took a deep breath and explained...

[In fact, calling it a Death Domain is somewhat misleading because unlike normal Death Domains, the Cosmic Library does not harm those who mistakenly enter, posing no threat to people. It’s simply categorized rudely as a Death Domain due to its similar features.]

[Its manifestation is entirely random; some Death Gods might encounter it in just a few steps, like you, while others might seek it a lifetime without ever touching the library.]

[As for the library’s function... well, I’m not too sure, couldn’t find relevant intelligence in memory, but it’s said that the grand library encompasses All Things in the Universe. All the books, histories, and skills of the Human Realm can be found in the library, but understanding them depends on fate.]

[In other words, if the world itself were compared to an online game, then the Cosmic Library would be the "database" of this game, theoretically even capable of altering reality. But due to unknown reasons, no one can read the text on the pages, so Yun Zai, you don’t need to be too concerned.]

Hearing this, Yun You breathed a deep sigh of relief.

As long as this ghostly place posed no harm.

Yun You picked up a picture book printed with stick figures and glanced at it.

Alas, she still couldn’t understand, but the illustrations were quite amusing. It seemed to depict a story of stick figures scheming against each other to seize the Crown.

Among them, the ones most eager to win were a group of stick figures dressed in luxurious clothing, with tall statures. But they ended up in conflict over their respective interests, ultimately choosing to turn against each other, with the child slaying the father, the father murdering the child, ending in utter destruction, leaving the Crown to fall into the hands of a small, unimpressive... overlooked underling.

"Has anyone ever understood the text on the pages before?"

She closed the book and asked casually.

[There’s no record of that]

Master Zero shook his head.

[The types of texts in the books are probably more numerous than you imagine, and each book’s text has a completely different meaning. Even the same text might have various interpretations.]

[And theoretically, a person can only recognize texts from their own era, maybe a few more ancient languages at most. An archaeologist might know more, but only dozens or even a hundred more than an average person.]

[Just look at how many books are here]

Master Zero controlled Red Scale to point at the endlessly stretching bookshelves in front of Yun You and the spiraling staircases extending infinitely upward.

[Over a hundred languages, compared to the seemingly infinite quantity of books, is like searching for a drop in the ocean or finding the only diamond in the desert.]

[So in the Cosmic Library, everything depends on luck and destiny; you might soon find a book you can understand, or... never find one at all.]

"It really is full of wicked humor."

Yun You pursed her lips and picked up another parchment.

"What would happen if the books here were destroyed?"

The little girl tugged at the sheet of parchment; though without any sign of grease, its flexibility was quite good, no matter how she tugged, it wouldn’t tear.