Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 75 Document Repository

Chapter 75: Chapter 75 Document Repository

About fifteen minutes later,

Nicole, her cup water and toothbrush in hand, ran back to the front desk.

Moreover, beneath her arm, she had added a pale yellow file bag which appeared to contain only a few documents.

"Move aside."

Without planning to come in from the side, she warned Ronald.

Supporting herself on the front desk’s surface with one hand, she vaulted directly over the counter.

For Nicole, a meter-plus tall counter was no barrier whatsoever.

She landed easily and steadied her feet.

She first stuffed her wash items into the front desk cabinet and began searching through other areas.

Searching through the cabinet at the front desk, the corners on the floor, the bedding on the bed,

as if she’d forgotten something while sleeping.

Soon, Nicole found what she was looking for.

From beneath her crumpled pillow, she pulled out a similarly creased card.

With a triumphant smile curling on her lips, she handed the card to Ronald:

"Here, take this."

"What is this..."

Ronald, curious, took the card she handed him.

The card was the size of a driver’s license, and he saw "First-Level Borrowing Privileges" written on it.

"Borrowing privileges..."

Ronald muttered, glancing at Nicole.

"Hehe."

The investigator girl flashed a sly smile.

Like friends exchanging secrets, she nudged Ronald’s shoulder with her own.

"Last night, I got you this borrowing pass."

"With this, you can go up to the second floor’s resource warehouse; you can pick out some basic or introductory items to pass the time."

Ronald raised an eyebrow, his tone a bit surprised:

"Is this really okay?"

"I’m just a temp, isn’t looking through the Bureau’s archives overstepping a bit?"

"Don’t worry."

Nicole shot him a ’just relax’ look:

"A first-level pass only gives access to the most basic files, slightly better than what you’d find in the police station next door. Books concerning the mystical sides are only of introductory level.

"For someone like me, among the elite of investigators..."

"Hehe~ It’s just a trifling matter!"

After explaining the function of the borrowing pass, Nicole patted Ronald on the head.

Standing up, the investigator girl sauntered towards the Bureau’s main doors.

Arriving at the door, she glanced at the umbrella stand at her feet.

"Borrow me an umbrella, I’ll return it when I switch shifts tonight!"

While speaking, Nicole yanked out Ronald’s umbrella, which he had placed there not long ago, and briskly pushed open the door to leave the Bureau.

Just as Ronald knew.

Recently, the investigators at Blenheim Investigation Bureau had been very busy.

———

Before he realized it, it was nearly noon.

Ronald had already read through all the newspapers beside him and had a fair understanding of today’s current events.

So now...

Should he go out to grab something to eat, or should he use the borrowing pass in his hand to check out a few libraries for news?

"Let’s eat something..."

Without pondering too long, Ronald stuffed the crumpled borrowing pass into his pocket with a pat, then counted out some Nar and headed outside.

Since the police station was nearby,

there were quite a few restaurants operating around the Investigation Bureau.

Ronald casually bought a bagged noodle dish and then returned to the headquarters of the Investigation Bureau.

Back and forth, the whole process didn’t even take more than 10 minutes.

After returning to the front desk area, he carefully ensured not to spill the sauce on Nicole’s bed.

The noodles...

How should I describe them?

The taste was slightly sweet, and the flavor was passable.

Or one could say that for food sold on the streets, it lived up to its price.

But compared to the landlord lady’s cooking, it was far from comparable.

Having eaten about two-thirds of the food, Ronald felt he was about eighty percent full.

"Let’s stop here."

He tore a page off the notepad at the front desk and casually wiped his hands.

He turned his head towards the second floor of the Blenheim Investigation Bureau, heading toward the document storage room that Nicole had mentioned.

Ascending the stairs, the investigation bureau was still sparsely populated at this time.

A few doors were left open, and one could hear people inside conversing in urgent tones.

Ronald, not glancing aside, went straight to the second last room by the window.

At a spot above the left side of the door,

A metal plaque read, "Document Storage."

Ronald knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock—

"Come in."

Hearing someone respond from inside, Ronald turned the handle and went in.

Once inside, Ronald looked around.

The lighting in this document storage room was noticeably darker than outside.

Compared to the sparse display at the train station, the Bolunwei Chronicles library was significantly more impressive.

In view, on the left, were tightly packed files on adjacent bookshelves; while on the right were mostly volumes that resembled books.

Looking from Ronald’s position to the back,

This division ran entirely through the room, rows of interconnected bookshelves stretching to the end, walking between any two shelves led straight to the end of the path.

The connected shelves, from the entrance side, went straight up against the wall at the back of the warehouse, even serving as partitions.

Considering the substantial size of the warehouse...

The number of materials stored here exceeded that of an ordinary roadside bookstore.

In front of Ronald, an elderly man with white hair was sitting on a chair.

His head resting on his arm slightly lifted, he glanced at Ronald entering the room.

"New here?"

"Yes, sir."

Responding to him, Ronald also handed over his borrowing card.

The old man took it and looked at it briefly, without confirming much, he said with certainty:

"So, you are the newbie Nicole introduced."

"Alright, watch carefully."

Then, the old man raised his arm and gestured behind him:

"You can go down the middle corridor, you’re free to take and look at the volumes and various books on both sides, and you can take them down to the lobby too, as long as you do not leave the investigation bureau."

"Remember, just the middle ones."

"I understand."

Ronald didn’t intend to explain to the old man that he was just a temporary worker, not an official new agent of the bureau.

He nodded, walked past the old man, and headed further back.

Let’s not mention the miscellaneous archives on the left, on his right side, there were over thousands of volumes filling the space, with books like "Bolunwei Chronicles," "Plant Research Atlas," "Noble Family Seal Complete Book," and "Yue Yizi River Route Map" scattered everywhere.

Just like that, Ronald walked past about half of the bookshelves.

Gradually, Ronald’s pace slowed.

Because from this point on, book titles such as "Recommendations for New Investigators," "Basic Mystical Knowledge," "Secret Garden Flower Talk," and "Secret Keeping Manual" started appearing on the shelves.

The content wasn’t profound or confidential,

But it was undoubtedly knowledge from the mystical side.