Nightmare's Call

Chapter 709

Ducarte stood in front of the bookstore indifferently. Looking up quietly at the new store.

This year, his research project is aimed at the life style of ordinary people, so he has been to almost all the blocks where ordinary people live in the whole city.

Now it's time for the farthest part of the field.

He had been around the day before, and most of the places were the same as the places he had been before.

It's just here.

As a bingte who can't drive the mecha and has no qualification to assemble the helmet, he knew his destiny long ago.

Try to learn other courses and fill in the blind area of knowledge.

After graduation, he may go to the fleet to be a middle and lower level commander, or he may enter the general staff to be a civilian staff or something.

But that's not what he wanted.

He tried his best, but because of his mental divergence, he was unable to drive the mecha, let alone the cohesion helmet.

After the family test, his fate was fixed and could not be changed.

But such a fate, he did not accept!

Even if there is a chance, he will never give up! That's why he came to the white elephant University, which is far away from his family.

With a calm face, ducarte slowly pushed open the glass door of the bookstore and went in.

"A bookseller? It can be used as a supplement to the diversity of life style

He went into the bookstore and looked around.

The light yellow atmosphere of the bookstore is very gentle and soft. There are some elegant things like calligraphy, painting and calligraphy on the walls.

Rows of bookshelves are made of primitive wood, and there are a lot of books on them. They look very charming.

"It's not an electronic information shelf? But the original wooden bookshelves? "

Ducarte, who came from a big family, has been used to using electronic bookshelves. Now he suddenly meets a family of primitive wooden bookshelves, which is very novel.

He walked slowly to the bookshelf and looked at the books at will.

Most of the books here are university textbooks, only a few are miscellaneous books.

After a little reading, he found it boring. As long as the content of the book is his professional direction, he has mastered it all.

As the top civilian elite student in Baixiang University, he is far beyond the understanding of ordinary students in terms of origin, knowledge, achievements and even actual combat.

This is one of the reasons why he wants to break away from fate.

In the whole school, there are only a few people who can beat him in pure study. Except you can't drive mecha.

Ducarte scanned the new bookshelf slowly, and soon lost interest.

But turning around, he was surprised to see rows of old bookshelves in the rear corner.

On these shelves are almost all old books. Just looking at the cover gives people a sense of age.

Ducarte has a special complex for books since childhood. His favorite places are libraries, bookstores and so on.

Books are the crystallization of human thoughts and knowledge. From each book, he can experience and touch many distant thoughts.

This is not only the collision of thinking, but also the sublimation and compensation of knowledge.

This is also the reason why he would pass by the bookstore and take the initiative to come in.

Looking at the rows of old books with a long sense of age on the old bookshelf, dukante slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked them on the bookshelf.

Soon, his hand fell gently on an old yellow book with no cover.

It's clear that this book has no title, and I don't know what's in it.

But dukante strangely pulled it out, held it in his hand and gently opened it.

The book is just a few common outdated mecha knowledge points.

This is a bit of a disappointment for ducarte.

He flipped around and was about to put it back on the shelf.

All of a sudden, his fingers accidentally touched the position of the last page of the book, where it seemed that something was sandwiched in the cover.

He was a little stunned, gently turned to the last page, suddenly saw the cover of the old book sandwich, there is a bulging thing.

Curious, he slowly with his nails, this thing, carefully pushed out of the sandwich.

To his surprise, it was a piece of light yellow paper that looked very shabby.

Dukante was stunned and became interested.

He was about to open the paper carefully.

Suddenly a flat voice came from behind him.

"You think about it? Open it, your original life may be irretrievably affected

Ducarte suddenly turned back, just to see the man who was sitting at the counter, is putting down the book, looking at himself calmly.

"It's just a piece of paper." Dukandt said flatly. As the third elite in the whole grade of melee course, he can easily beat five students in the same grade, not to mention the ordinary people outside who have not trained in melee course.