146 Give you a big slap on the face_1

"Forget it, I'll just browse around."

Lin Ge roamed between the bookshelves, which formed a massive forest, with the Touch of Black Mist on the floor acting as tree roots.

His gaze swept over the books on the shelves, occasionally pulling one out, flipping through it, then stuffing it back in place.

He suddenly stopped and looked up at the top of the bookshelf, wishing he had a ladder.

To check out the books on the upper levels, he had tried using the Wind Magic Skill to levitate himself, but ordinary magic seemed to lose its effect here, and his attempt at takeoff failed.

With his height, he could only reach the bookshelf layers below three meters; for the higher layers, he could only look up helplessly like a frog.

"Huh?"

At that moment, he saw a book float out from the higher shelves, opening in mid-air and fluttering like butterfly wings, rising continuously, surpassing the top of the bookshelf and flying toward the starry sky.