Lin Jie asked Mo En to remove the "soil mecha" from the people lying on the ground. After removing the facial armor, it could be seen that the intruders who were tearful and crawling on the floor were of age. Generally not big.
As he guessed, Hood, who was on the second floor, was the leader of these people. The average age of the other members was around 20. It could be said that they were a very young criminal gang.
However, because of this ridiculous purpose of "stealing books", Lin Jie's anger subsided slightly.
If these people really plan to rob the house at gunpoint, Lin Jie has to teach them how to be human, instead of just tying everyone up like now, and intending to chat politely with their boss.
Hood, who was treated "certainly", withdrew his gaze from the armor parts that were violently dismantled all over the ground, and fell on the blade of the sword in front of his neck.
Scholar groups are somewhat similar to wizards. They both rely on external forces to drive the ether. If their physical fitness is not deliberately exercised, they will be a little stronger than ordinary people, and at most reach an abnormal level of physical strength.
In other words, they are now naked lambs to be slaughtered.
Moreover, Hood finally saw the pain and mourning of his companion just now, and suddenly woke up. It was not the man who beat him.
There was no trauma on their bodies at all, and they were crying with some inaudible babble, vomiting, and scratching themselves, which looked like they were crazy.
This, this seems to be the performance of the plundering failure and the backlash of the soul!
Hood watched in horror at the fate of his companions. It was difficult to understand. The probability of failure to plunder knowledge was very low, and they had at most one book per person in their hands. How could they fail
Ether is the currency of blood and soul, representing the two directions of spiritual practice with ether.
As scholars, they specialize in souls, and the capacity and strength of their souls far exceed that of ordinary wizards.
- There is a saying that a good scholar must be a good wizard, but a good wizard may not necessarily be a good scholar.
There are generally two reasons for looting failures.
One is that knowledge contains content that is difficult for them to understand, including taboo knowledge, ancient knowledge, high-level domain knowledge, etc., beyond the strength that the soul can bear.
In this case, the consequences are more serious, and it will cause the soul to vibrate, tear, and even unpredictable things in the body.
The second is that the amount of knowledge content is too large, beyond the storage breadth of the soul, it will be like being overwhelmed, causing memory to be crowded out, lost, and vomiting at the same time.
And if the two coexist, then like the group of people who are crawling all over the floor, they will completely lose their minds.
That is to say, they just plundered one of the books in this bookstore and turned into fools for a short while.
"Are you members of the Truth Society?"
Lin Jie sat on the stool and lifted the long sword that was on Hood's neck.
The intruders who were tied into dumplings in front of them finally stopped shouting, and probably gradually regained their senses. At this moment, they fell to the ground and spoke nonsense with empty eyes. Only Hood was sitting on the ground. .
Hood's scalp numb subconsciously, and he leaned back. The bookstore owner's sword instantly destroyed his weapons and armor, which has become his psychological shadow.
He raised his head and said, "Yes."
Lin Jie looked at him now, as if he saw students from well-known colleges come out to rob. Although the amount of knowledge is not directly related to the character, it is strange.
Don't take the serious path, take this dead end.
Hood was all too familiar with this kind of look, and other scholars in the Truth Society used this look when they looked at the intellectuals.
He was naturally angry in his heart, stubborn, dissatisfied, and resentful, but remembering Lin Jie's warning just now, he obediently chose to shut up.
But it wasn't that he was afraid.
Intellectuals wouldn't be called lunatics if they knew fear.
However, a madman does not mean a fool, and the person who knows the current affairs is a handsome man. He still understands this sentence, bear with it, and leave the green hills without worrying about no firewood...
Lin Jie then asked, "Pruitt Hall, and Trollope Rupert, have you heard the names of these two scholars?"
Hood was stunned for a while, not understanding what the other party wanted to do, but he wanted to stabilize first, so he said: "Pruitt Hall is the former director of pharmacy, Rupert is the last director of archaeology, one hundred He died a few years ago, and after his death, archaeology became a mess, and no one was willing to be the leader, so he was abolished from the Truth Society by the previous president fifty years ago."
The two researchers of the piecemeal information are still director-level scholars in the truth society, but even they are not qualified to borrow the history of the rise and fall of Elfuz, it seems that the level of the book is really high … have to think long-term.
However, Rupert's death seems to be a bit problematic. If it is a normal death, it makes no sense to suddenly no one wants to be a leader, and even abolish a discipline directly.
Well, it can also be assumed that the two are not related, but since there is no relationship, there is no need to add another sentence later.
There must be connections and secrets in between.
Lin Jie found that Hood seemed to have a special desire to show off his knowledge. When he said the latter paragraph, his expression was naturally self-satisfied.
Lin Jie suddenly said, "How did Rupert die?"
Hoodton was speechless and shut up.
Lin Jie smiled and said, "I can ask them if you don't say anything." He pointed to the group on the ground.
Hood hummed, "They don't know."
Lin Jie touched his chin: "You seem to know a lot."
"Of course." Hood sneered: "We only know the true way to the truth, and the learning efficiency is much higher than them. As long as we plunder all the required knowledge, sooner or later, we will be able to glimpse the truth! "
Lin Jie ignored him: "Since you can't say it, then this matter should not be made public, and the premise of plundering knowledge is someone or information, right, so who gave you these things that can't be known... see You didn't seem to be afraid of being held accountable for your unscrupulous look just now."
He looked at Hood meaningfully and showed an amiable smile: "Little Hood, you don't look like a big man, so there is only one possibility. Your parents... have a high status in the Truth Society."
"You said, how about I directly make a deal with you and the truth?"
Of course, this sentence is a lie. How could Lin Jie, such an upright and kind-hearted bookstore owner, do such a thing as kidnapping
As for asking Claude, an acquaintance policeman, to deal with things, I really just want to improve efficiency, nothing else.
Hood's face froze, looking at the blade that was getting closer to his neck, shaking his head desperately and slightly.
"Don't want to?" Lin Jie sighed: "Ah, I'm just joking, you kid has no sense of humor at all."
Before Hood could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard him say again:
"So, haven't you been talking about intellectualism, plundering knowledge or something? Then I will not make a deal with the truth, I will play a game with you."
"Come and try to plunder my knowledge. If you succeed, I'll let you go. If you fail, treat me as your knowledge plundered by me, and tell me the cause of Rupert's death."
Lin Jie smiled and said, "How is it?"