Global Beast Mastery: Only I Can See the Hints-Chapter 464: The Book of Human Skin
"Looking for information? Is this how you search for information? With that speed, can you even read the words in the book?" The elderly man with white hair frowned, casually picking up a book that Charles had already gone through and flipping through a few pages.
After just a quick glance, he had already understood the entire content of the book.
"Do you even know what this book is about? With how fast you’re reading, I bet you don’t know, do you?" the elderly man asked.
Charles glanced at the book in the old man’s hand and immediately replied, "Of course, I know. It’s a book written by a Dark Attribute Beast Master about Dark Attribute mystical beasts and special materials."
The elderly man was surprised by Charles’ response, and then he picked up another book that Charles had already looked through, continuing his questioning.
Charles paused for a moment, then began to recite the contents of the book, not just simply repeating it but also adding his own insights.
The atmosphere in the library became quieter, with everyone in the room listening attentively to Charles’ words.
The elderly man, however, tightened his grip on the book in his hands, instinctively taking two steps back. He muttered to himself in disbelief:
"It’s impossible… How can someone just glance at a few pages and remember all the content?"
"No, it’s not just memory. He’s even able to integrate his own opinions and point out flaws!"
A man who had seen countless people in his life seemed deeply shaken, as if he had witnessed something unimaginable.
He turned and looked around the vast library. The sheer number of books here, even he, in his entire lifetime, would never be able to read them all.
Taking a deep breath, the elderly man carefully smoothed the slightly crumpled book in his hands, placing it gently on the table. He turned back to Charles and said,
"What kind of information are you looking for? Tell me, maybe I can help you."
Charles slightly raised his head, a little curious as he looked at the elderly man. He asked,
"May I ask who you are?"
"I am the head librarian of the Genosha branch of Cyber Academy. Most of the books here have already been read by me," the elderly man with white hair answered casually.
Upon hearing this, Charles glanced around the massive library. The countless books, and yet this old man had already read most of them?
A sense of inexplicable respect rose in Charles’ heart. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his voice and quietly said to the elderly man,
"I’m looking for information on the [dark altar] and [Heart of Darkness]."
The elderly man’s pupils slightly contracted, and he gave Charles a surprised glance. He didn’t ask further questions but simply said,
"Follow me. I do know some information about these things. The books that record them won’t be found in the open."
Without hesitation, Charles quickly gathered the books on the table, preparing to return them. He had already searched through many books, but none of them contained anything about the [Heart of Darkness] or [dark altar].
If he couldn’t find relevant information, Mousie wouldn’t be able to complete the promotion, possibly staying stuck at level 29 forever without further advancement.
As Charles was tidying up, several other students stepped forward and approached him, offering their help.
"Charles, you go ahead with your business. We’ll help you put these books back."
"Yeah, yeah, it’ll be our pleasure to help!"
Charles glanced at the waiting elderly man and, not wanting to refuse their kindness, replied to the students,
"Alright, thank you so much. I’ll treat you all to a meal sometime!"
"No need for a meal, Charles. We just want to take a photo with you, if that’s alright?" One of them said, their eyes filled with anticipation.
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Charles nodded, and after quickly taking a photo with them, he eagerly followed the elderly man.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Theodore, but you can just call me Theo," the elderly man said as he walked toward the center of the library.
After a brief moment of thought, Charles respectfully replied,
"I’ll call you Theo Lao (Old Theo), if that’s alright."
Theodore paused for a moment, turned to look back at Charles, and thought to himself, "Not bad. This kid has no arrogance and knows how to handle himself well."
He had initially thought that Charles was one of those exceptionally arrogant young geniuses, someone whose character was lacking. But after a brief interaction, he quickly realized he had been wrong. Whether it was in response to his questioning or to the students offering their help, Charles maintained a calm and gentle demeanor, showing no signs of emotion. His temperament was even better than that of the old man himself!
After all, when he had seen Charles reading so quickly, he had subconsciously thought Charles was merely pretending, trying to attract attention. But now, seeing his true nature, Theodore was impressed. Explore more stories with novelbuddy
As they walked, Theodore soon led Charles to the center of the library.
Theodore stopped and said, "We’re here. This is the place."
Charles curiously observed his surroundings but saw nothing unusual. It looked just like any other part of the library.
However, when his gaze fell to the floor, he noticed something odd. The floor was unusually smooth, almost as though it had been worn down from constant foot traffic. Charles immediately had a guess and, pointing to the ground, asked,
"Is it underground?"
Theodore nodded in satisfaction and placed his palm on what appeared to be an ordinary bookshelf nearby. Soon, the ground beneath them began to tremble slightly.
A hidden entrance to a basement appeared before them.
"Come on, not many people know about this place. There are many special items hidden here, and only those with the proper qualifications can enter," Theodore said as he stepped ahead, leading the way down the stairs.
Charles followed closely behind.
After walking for a while, they turned a corner, and the bright lights suddenly illuminated the space in front of Charles.
It was a vast underground room, and on display behind transparent glass cases were all kinds of ancient books, exuding the scent of time.
Charles observed closely and noticed not far from him a strange looking scroll. It was hard to tell what material it was made of, and it looked very old fashioned.
"That is a human skin book, made from human skin. It contains a lot of information about the dark arts. The information you’re looking for, the [dark altar] and [Heart of Darkness], is all in there," Theodore said slowly.
His voice echoed through the vast underground space, making it sound especially cold.
Charles took a deep breath, continuing to move a few steps forward. He focused on the words inscribed on the human skin book, reading them carefully.
"There are other books that also mention the existence of [Heart of Darkness] and [dark altar]. Since you’re curious about these two, you should take a closer look. It might be useful," Theodore said before walking off, picking up some other ancient books.
Charles remained absorbed in the text of the human skin book.
According to the writings, there was a strong connection between [dark altar] and [Heart of Darkness]. Both were tools used to communicate with and make offerings to some mysterious entity.
"Place 99 pure, under ten year old boys and girls into a completely dark space. Gradually shrink the space until, after a year, all the children die in each other’s arms in a small, confined space. Only then will the core of the altar be complete."
As he read the words in the human skin book, Charles couldn’t help but take a sharp breath. He hadn’t expected that [dark altar] was created in such a horrifying way!
At that moment, Theodore walked over holding a few books, speaking slowly:
"That’s right. According to the records, the suffering and helpless souls of those children are crucial materials for creating the [dark altar]. This is something most people would never know. Charles, where did you hear about [dark altar] and [Heart of Darkness]?"
Theodore’s sharp eyes focused on Charles, waiting for his answer.
Charles couldn’t tell the truth, of course. After all, the information about these things was not something he could disclose to others.
"I found out by chance. I have a mystical beast, and its promotion materials are [Heart of Darkness]," Charles replied.
"[Heart of Darkness]? Promotion materials?" Theodore’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Charles.
"[Dark Altar] and [Heart of Darkness] as mystical beast promotion materials? The tortured souls attached to them are almost impossible to cleanse."
"The souls of those children are trapped within, unable to be freed for hundreds or even thousands of years," Theodore said, stunned.
He had read so many books, but he had never seen any mystical beast’s promotion requiring something like this!
"Are you sure your mystical beast’s promotion needs something like [dark altar] and [Heart of Darkness]?" Theodore asked again.
Charles scratched his head, still shocked by the horrifying method used to create the [dark altar].
"I’m sure. But I definitely wouldn’t go to the lengths of the things in the human skin book just to promote a mystical beast!" Charles answered without hesitation.
Mousie’s promotion didn’t necessarily require [Dark Altar] or [Heart of Darkness], after all. Last time, he had used a miracle drug to help mousie complete its promotion.
Theodore pondered for a moment, as if a thought had suddenly occurred to him. He quickly set the book he was holding down and rushed over to a corner, digging through a pile of books.
"There is a special type of mystical beast called the [Divine Demon Species]. The materials required for its promotion are unlike those of other mystical beasts. They are usually bizarre and unusual items, such as ancient weapons passed down for thousands of years, ancient scrolls..."
He rummaged through the books until he suddenly shouted, "Found it!"
Theodore pulled out a book, carefully examined the text on its pages, and then took a deep breath.
