Apocalypse Gachapon

Ye Zhongming looked at the formula that had hundreds of ingredients just for the materials and felt a bit dizzy. At the same time, his respect for the librarians could no longer be concealed.

The old Dean could speak with such certainty; undoubtedly, the librarians were convinced of the effectiveness of the final antidote formula. But they couldn’t concoct the medicine themselves because the Ten Thousand Races of the universe wouldn’t provide them with materials and tools. Besides the librarians, the other staff here were certainly the eyes of the cosmic races.

So, to ensure the final antidote was effective, they must have proceeded from a sufficiently thorough understanding of the toxin in their bodies, gradually deducing from low to high levels, ensuring every step was correct, so the final antidote would also be correct.

The things involved in this made Ye Zhongming feel awe just thinking about it.

Probably, they dissected their own bodies countless times. Probably, generation after generation relied on theoretical knowledge from books to deduce and research from scratch, spending thousands of years. Probably, to ensure effectiveness, they repeated and re-researched numerous times, cycling through the above steps.

What kind of perseverance and dedication was this!

Anyway, Ye Zhongming felt that if it were him, he probably couldn’t do this.

“We need someone to help us, help us manufacture this antidote.” The old Dean looked at the light screen, the result of the librarians’ efforts over countless years, and murmured.

Ye Zhongming knew that what he was seeing was the ultimate secret of the librarians. He also knew that he was the ‘chosen one’ they had selected.

“Old Dean, you know, manufacturing this kind of antidote that hasn’t been officially released…”

The old Dean didn’t wait for Ye Zhongming to finish and nodded, saying, “I know, I know, child. Even with the formula, it’s not something that can be achieved overnight. Because from searching for materials, to training specialized alchemists, to continuously practicing to improve the success rate of concoction, all these require numerous practices and a lot of time.”

“Moreover, in case, just in case, our research has errors… we also need someone to tell us where we went wrong.”

The two fell silent for a moment. The old Dean needed to savor the process and the potential bleakness of failure, while Ye Zhongming understood this bleakness that could crush a person.

“Child, the reason we determined you as our partner is, on one hand, because of your outstanding performance. After all, the more excellent the partner, the greater our hope of escape. And you, in every aspect, very, very much meet our expectations. Especially after you obtained the Novice championship, it felt to us like you were sent to us by the greatest deity of the universe.”

The old Dean smiled, shaking off his previous mood. In his eyes, surged something called hope.

The librarians’ desire for freedom was a one-time gamble that could only succeed, not fail. The person sitting at the gambling table needed to be as excellent as possible for them.

“On the other hand, you have a home planet.”

This statement made Ye Zhongming pause.

“Every year’s Novice champion is mostly an spokesperson of a major or super race. Naturally, I couldn’t approach them; that would be like directly exposing the matter to those people. The remaining ones who occasionally win the championship are basically specially nurtured. They also don’t meet my requirements because I cannot allow the medicine that can remove our chains to be concocted on the survivor fortress. The risk of exposure would greatly increase, and we cannot afford to lose.”

The old Dean explained to Ye Zhongming.

“Also, there are no wheels on the survivor fortresses, so naturally, there are no High-Level Vow Release Scrolls. I don’t know where they are, so I also need you to search for them on your home planet.”

This was why Ye Zhongming’s appearance excited the old Dean, as he met the librarians’ requirements in every aspect.

Under the premise of excellence, possessing a high status on his home planet, plus sharing a common goal with the librarians to some extent, where could they find a more suitable candidate than Ye Zhongming?

Therefore, the old Dean came to see Ye Zhongming eagerly on his first day and laid out the librarians’ purpose and trump cards completely.

He didn’t want to wait any longer. He was afraid that if he missed Ye Zhongming, he would have to wait countless more years. He was afraid that he and the other librarians would collapse from this waiting.

Naturally, he also had the confidence. He now believed that the conditions offered by the Library Palace could completely move Ye Zhongming, while also being able to control Ye Zhongming’s life and death for at least five days. Once he detected any other intentions, he would create an accident to kill Ye Zhongming.

Of course, because the old Dean had guessed Ye Zhongming’s ideals shared with Jie Su, White Robe, and others, the chance of persuading Ye Zhongming was actually very high.

Not only did both sides have no conflict, but they were natural allies.

“Old sir, to be honest, I am very willing to help you. However, I cannot give you any guarantees, as either of the tasks you require might take a very long time. If my home planet doesn’t have the High-Level Vow Release Scroll, then I will have to search on other planets. The prerequisite is that I must become strong enough to do that. Also, concocting the antidote, as you know, might require training a trustworthy alchemist with good talent from scratch. This is also not something that can be achieved overnight.”

Ye Zhongming said this not to drive a hard bargain, but because he truly thought so.

Cloud Peak Manor basically controlled the information on high-level wheels in the China region and hadn’t found the High-Level Vow Release Scroll. It was very likely that this thing didn’t exist on Earth’s wheels and needed to be searched for on other planets controlled by the Slave Race.

But wanting to enter those planets, or cultivating agents there to search on their behalf, was not an easy task. Just having the qualification to go to that planet or find an agent might take a very, very long time, let alone the time needed for the search itself.

Concocting the medicine was even more difficult. They couldn’t search among the cosmic races; they could only search on Ye Zhongming’s home planet, Earth. And all the various materials needed to be searched for; probably most weren’t available on Earth and needed to be transported down through the agent system. Additionally, they couldn’t directly create the ‘Freedom’ antidote; instead, they had to work from lower levels upward and continuously conduct efficacy tests. Just thinking about it casually, it wasn’t something that could be completed in a short time.

What worried Ye Zhongming more was the complete uncertainty of the timeframe. Once both sides cooperated, the uncertainties arising from the long time would also be a problem they had to face.

“Don’t worry, I know all this.” The old Dean stood up, looking at the familiar scenery outside that he could recognize even with his eyes closed. He said slowly, “We have waited for so many years; we truly don’t mind waiting a little longer, as long as…”

“…it’s not in despair.”

The old Dean walked towards the door. As he walked, he said, “The Library Palace will permanently grant you S-level permission. Your reading time will also be extended to ten days. To the outside, it will be said that you purchased an additional five days of reading. You can not only read, but if you have anything you don’t understand, you can ask someone at any time. A librarian will immediately answer your questions.”

Reaching the door, the old Dean suddenly turned back to Ye Zhongming and said, “By the way, there’s one more thing I think is also important to you.”

“The Library Palace… is very rich.”