She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 642

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?"

one of the forbidden areas. Even though I

"Then what about me?"

the champion of this competition, and the Loremaster has given their approval for

is this

that of Uncle Abel, the President of

a reverent look, making Cheyenne even more curious about who this Loremaster was. "You'll know

PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES

so, Cheyenne ventured into the Presidential

Creak...

wooden door, the ancient, worn-out

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

books, where should she start looking for the map? Searching through them bit by bit, she estimated it would

start from here. I hope

step,

preparing

top to bottom.

was

or because there was a draft, as soon as

shivered

and didn't find any monitoring devices in the corners. It was

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