She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 642: Loremaster
Of course, these are all wild speculations in everyone's minds. As for the truth, perhaps only the President himself knew.
Cheyenne followed behind him and walked a few steps, led by the museum curator, through a long palace pathway, arriving in front of an antique two-story wooden loft.
The black lacquer on the plaque had peeled off a bit, indicating that this loft had a long history.
The curator of the Presidential Library accompanied them as they walked, introducing to Cheyenne, "Actually, this building was constructed during AD 500."
Abel was actually born in a military family, so he wasn't very keen on culture. Since coming into power, he had been focusing on studying the handling of official documents and diplomatic and economic methods, and was relatively weak in classical literature.
"Such a tremendous collection of books from all over the world. How many are stored here now?"
The curator didn't hesitate to provide an accurate answer, "73, 686, 000 volumes, including various ancient and modern works from Chulae and abroad, as well as audiovisual materials."
There were actually so many important book resources here, no wonder it was called a national treasure.
"Alright, Cheyenne, you may go in now. You can stay as long as you want."
The President smiled at her, and his large, warm hand pat the young girl's head, like a caring father sending his daughter to kindergarten, reminding her to listen to the teacher obediently. "You're not going in, Uncle Abel?"
Unexpectedly, the President shook his head with a smile, patiently explaining, "This place is one of the forbidden areas. Even though I am the President, I can't enter without the consent of the Loremaster."
"Then what about me?"
"You are the champion of this competition, and the Loremaster has given their approval for you."
"And who is this Loremaster?"
Could his authority be even greater than that of Uncle Abel, the President of a nation?
Mentioning this mysterious "Loremaster," both the curator and the President had a reverent look, making Cheyenne even more curious about who this Loremaster was. "You'll know once you go in."
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And so, Cheyenne ventured into the Presidential Library alone.
Creak...
Pushing open the red-carved wooden door, the ancient, worn-out door let out a harsh, hoarse sound.
As she entered the room, she was dumbfounded by the vast sea of books before her. She had thought the building had two floors, but there were no stairs inside at all. The space was open, and the shelves curved and spiraled down from high above, with books lining the walls.
With so many books, where should she start looking for the map? Searching through them bit by bit, she estimated it would take her at least a month.
She randomly pointed at one place. "Alright, I'll start from here. I hope my intuition is right," she said.
Step by step, she climbed the
wooden ladder, preparing to search
from top to bottom. However,
whether it was because she didn't
close the door properly or because there was a draft, as soon as Cheyenne climbed up, she felt a chilling gust of wind coming from
behind. She shivered from the cold.
This feeling was as if she was being watched. Could it be because of surveillance cameras? However, she looked around the room and didn't find any monitoring devices in the corners. It was strange. Why did she feel like she was being stared at by a pair of eyes?
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Cheyenne took a deep breath and
forced herself to ignore this uneasiness. She kept persuading herself, "must beloverthinking it." After all, only with the consent of Loremaster could she enter here. Besides, even Uncle Abel couldn't come in, so how could there be anyone else? The content is on Novelxo.org! Read the latest
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After coming to terms with it, she continued to reach out and search the shelves.
At a glance, she saw a whole row of books on religion.
Cheyenne was curious about the book "Al-Quran Al-Kareem," so she reached out and took it off the shelf. As soon as she pulled out the book, a loud rumbling sound came from behind her. She instinctively turned her head to look.
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bookshelves slowly slid open to the
sides, revealing a golden shrine in the was a smake
middle. However,
on the shrine. It was a pure gold
sculpture, about a meter thick and three meters long, coiled in the shape of an incense stick, with a high, triangular snake head. The content is on Novelxo.org! Read the latest
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The two forked branches on the top of its head indicated that it was no ordinary snake. Its eyes, carved with amethyst, were as big as fists. Cheyenne swallowed hard and felt an unprecedented chill when her gaze met the snake's eyes.
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"Oh my god, this amethyst must be worth billions!" she exclaimed. Not to mention that the snake itself was made of pure gold and weighed
several hundred kilograms. No wonder they didn't let anyone else in
here. They were probably afraid
someone would steal this golden
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The next moment, she realized how
absurd her conclusion was because the lump of golden treasure... moved! Yes,
she initially thought it
was just the large golden snake ne
head, which she thought was a decoration, starting to twist and emit a rustling
friction sound. The two large amethysts shone brightly and stared directly at
Cheyenne.
"Hiss." The snake's mouth opened, and a golden, slender snake tongue extended continuously, attacking Cheyenne like a rope.
"What the hell! Is this even possible?" she exclaimed. How could it move on its
own?