Ye Zhongming frowned and said nothing.

"I know you don't believe it, and I also appreciate your unbelief, because having faith is a good thing after all." The old dean said with a smile.

At this time, the person in charge of the equipment area came in and served two drinks, which was the kind that Ye Zhongming bought before.

"Do you want money?" Ye Zhongming asked.

The man grinned straight when he heard this, but the old dean laughed and said, "This cup is free."

"I know you don't believe it to me that it takes a hundred years. It's a genius, you always believe in yourself more. But I still have to say..." The old dean picked up the drink and took a sip and said, "I haven't counted some unexpected factors at this time. If all of them are included, it's possible for 150 or even 200 years."

"These are on the premise that you will definitely succeed, but no matter how confident you are, you will really succeed? Not to mention anything else, with the current strength of you, how can you challenge major races? Not to mention those super races, even those you offended, just a few people will be enough to crush you to death."

The old dean spoke seriously.

"You are not dead now. Thank you for the rules that prevented them from taking action. This rule that saved your lives is something you want to break."

The old dean looked at Ye Zhongming, "So everything you first must be done secretly, otherwise once it is exposed, they will kill you all in the name of unruly."

"Don't think that Jie Su's identity can protect you until you complete your growth. Not to mention his identity, he can only scare those who are not as good as the clan leader of the Su clan, and not anything can be withstood."

Speaking of this, the old dean suddenly said, "I'll tell you one thing, this time the novice battlefield involves much more complicated than you think. If it weren't for the slave tribe's trouble, the Sioux... might no longer exist."

Ye Zhongming looked surprised. Will one of the three giants like the Sioux exist?

But the old man didn't want to explain this, and then said, "So, you need help."

"Collection Palace?" Ye Zhongming said softly.

Speaking of this, what else Ye Zhongming doesn’t understand? All he doesn’t understand is why the Book Palace wants to help him.

Logically speaking, the Book Collection Palace should not have been to the world. They were confined here by very strict rules, and the number was only 3,000, not as large as that of the Bronze Camp. How can we help Ye Zhongming?

Relying on this old dean’s top expert? Maybe it will be useful, but in the end of their affairs, personal courage is no longer a decisive role.

Ye Zhongming confirmed that the old dean was a top-level strongman, but he did not think he could be stronger than the ones in the current super clan.

"Yes, the Book Collection Palace." The old dean replied with great momentum.

Ye Zhongming was silent because he didn't know how to continue.

Agree or refuse? It doesn't seem to be good.

The old dean didn't care about this silence. He continued: "I know you may feel that the Book Collection Palace cannot help you much, but after listening to me, if you still refuse, then pretend that nothing has happened today."

Ye Zhongming nodded. The old man said so, he had to listen. And he was also very curious about what was in the Library Palace that made the old man so confident.

"There are books in the library palace."

Ye Zhongming was stunned, and then he couldn't control his awkward smile.

“The most books.”

"There are teachers in the library, the best teacher."

"If you want, the Book Palace will be the best school. A school that is all-round."

The embarrassment on Ye Zhongming's face disappeared. Now he looked at the old dean very seriously and sat upright.

If you think about it carefully, the old dean is indeed saying this. The Book Collection Palace is not only countless books, but also library collectors who read every day! The knowledge they have is enough to make them an excellent teacher.

Then I think about it, not talking about anything else, but just saying that if I can send someone here to study, maybe in a few years, I will be a strong man.

Seeing Ye Zhongming's contemplation, the old dean knew that the boy he said had heard. He waited for a while and continued: "There are three thousand book collectors in the Book Collection Palace, one thousand of whom are new to the past twenty years. Their strength is relatively low, but they will never be weaker than the white robe. If the other two thousand people, take out one of them, your Golden Commander will not be an opponent."

Ye Zhongming shook when he heard the muscles on his face.

Cheng Liujin is undoubtedly a master. In the Star Eye Clan, there are only three or four people who have steadily surpassed him. The old dean meant that there are two thousand people here that are stronger than Cheng Liujin?!

"I am bluntly speaking, the two patriarchs of your Star Eye Clan are barely considered strong people, but among these two thousand book collectors, they can only rank within the last two hundred."

Well, now the two adults, Xingyan, have been taken out to compare.

However, Ye Zhongming still measured in his mind how much Fu Leila from the two Star Eyes could reach? 50,000 or higher? Then these book collectors are indeed a bit powerful.

"I will tell you a secret." For some reason, Ye Zhongming always felt that the old dean was a little hatred when he said this.

"There were only one hundred and fifty people who were replaced in those twenty years."

At the beginning, Ye Zhongming didn't understand, but soon he understood and his eyes couldn't help but widen.

Could it be that the old dean has hidden 850 library collectors in the past twenty years?!

Ye Zhongming just heard from this old man that among the two thousand book collectors, the ones with the least strength are about the same as those of the two adults Xingyan. Isn’t the 850 hidden people the weakest, and the two adults Xingyan?

What exactly is the Book Collection Palace doing?! Are you no longer willing to be here in the ancient Buddha of Qinglan?!

Also, Ye Zhongming now knew that he had suddenly heard such a secret. If he didn't cooperate, then... would this kind and kind old man with white beard turn into a hideous and terrifying bull-headed and horse-faced?

Probably, it will.

Because Ye Zhongming died, he was the first novice every year and the first novice the next year. I think he had prepared a library for at least twenty years, so I don’t care about waiting for two more years.

It seems that it is necessary to cooperate, Ye Zhongming sighed in his heart.

"In the end, I have two other old guys. I dare not say how powerful I am, but among the universe, I should be considered one of the top ten masters."

"Boy, is this condition enough to cooperate with you?"

Ye Zhongming also simply said that when he heard the old dean say this, he immediately nodded and said, "It's enough, it's enough, it's me who is high."

However, after Ye Zhongming finished speaking, he looked at the old man and asked again.
Chapter completed!