Train Survival: I can copy randomly

Jeffrey cleaned up the broken pieces of the crystal in his hand and took the small statue from his subordinate's hand again, his expression still full of respect and nostalgia.

"My teacher placed this in the Nine-Storey Temple. He left in such a hurry that I thought it had disappeared along with that place."

"But I really went in. Don't these things prove it? But there is something strange. With the floating island as the center, there is a large area with only daytime."

Song Ying was not very nervous at this time, because these angels did not seem to be able to hurt her.

"About 150 years ago, the floating island could no longer withstand the attack of the light ball and exploded. As a result, there are a lot of rubble around it, and it also affected many small floating islands in the east. Now there are basically no complete floating islands in the east."

After hearing this, Song Ying felt that the floating island without darkness that she saw might have been reconstructed by the system in another space. Otherwise, it couldn't explain why she could see what they couldn't.

"The one that attacked you was the giant eye?"

"Yes, it wants to occupy this place as its base. 160 years ago, it could only project light balls to attack us, but 100 years ago, it was able to change its attack form."

Jeffrey looked at the sky outside the temple, but there was nothing to be seen there, only thick clouds.

"Since you have seen the giant eye, you must have seen the cut floating island. That is another form of its attack. A ray of light can turn it into that shape."

"Any living creature that appears in the space above will be killed by him. Only this thick cloud can block his sight."

"But in recent years, its energy has become stronger and stronger. Our floating island has adjusted its position and sunk three times. If it continues to sink, it will have to leave this cloud area. There is no way for our island to float in the area below."

After hearing this, Song Ying roughly understood that there was no ability to float below the clouds. They now had only two choices: to go to the world below and choose a place to live, or to defeat the giant eye above.

Song Ying didn't know what the world below was like, but she was afraid that it was not suitable for so many angels to appear at once, as it would easily lead to chaos and panic.

The giant eye above is not so easy to deal with. After all, it is too big and we don’t even know what its true form is.

"Don't you have any way to deal with it?"

Song Ying felt that even if it was a hidden mission to kill the giant eye above, it would not be something that could be accomplished in a short time, and it should not be included in the hidden mission.

"No, there was one before. Use this six-winged token to open the complete protective shield. Unfortunately, the white towers in the north and east have been destroyed and can no longer be opened."

"If I can find a suitable place for you down there, would you go?"

In fact, it is not a good idea to go under the clouds. After all, this is a complete space. If the giant eye comes over, it will not be spared. But it is also the way with the least loss at present.

"No, the situation down there is not suitable for us to survive. The clouds are our last bottom line."

Song Ying felt a bit of a headache. What did the life and death of these angels have to do with her? But now she was planning for their future.

Thinking of this, Song Ying felt that she couldn't insist on how to help them now, so she had to find a way to shirk it first.

"I don't know what to do right now. Can you let me think about it?"

Song Ying felt that it would be better if there was some more information.

"Can you give me some information about the White Tower mechanism, the protective shield, and that night?"

After entering here, Song Ying made a discovery that the words that she could not understand before could now be understood by her. It was a bit like the feeling of taking over someone else's identity before.

For a moment, Song Ying wondered if she was able to enter here because of someone's identity.

Since she can understand the text, she has some selfish motives in taking some information to read. These information can help her better understand this world and the stories here.

"Yes, there is a library on the third floor. There are many things in it that you can read."

Jeffrey did not make things difficult for Song Ying and asked someone to pick up the things on the ground and put them away.

Song Ying followed a pair of wings and walked to the third floor. This place was really very similar to what she had seen before.

"How did you find this place?"

Song Ying asked the person leading the way in front.

"It was the Great Elder who led us to this place, but I was not involved in this incident back then. I am only 60 years old and was not born at that time, so I don't know much."

“The materials used to build this place were brought back from outside by you.”

"Yes, the patrol team organized capable people to search for the people back then, and many people died."

This is a sad topic, and Song Ying did not ask any further questions. The two of them remained silent along the way.

After sending Song Ying to the library, the people left. Song Ying pushed open the door of the library. There was no one inside, but it was very clean.

This pavilion has three floors. The first floor is five meters high. The bookshelves stretch from the ground to the ceiling, and countless bookshelves are filled with books.

It can be seen that when they left, they packed up all the books and took them with them, or they went back countless times in those ten years, and even paid with their lives for it.

I quickly looked through the books on the first floor and found that they were all ordinary books, and none of them contained what I was looking for.

Song Ying walked to the second floor. This floor was much smaller, only three meters high. There were fewer bookshelves and the books were not full.

She picked up two books at random and looked through them. These were books about the angel clan's self-cultivation. They were of no use to Song Yingying. After making sure that this floor did not contain what she was looking for, she went straight up.

Song Ying walked towards the third floor. This floor was naturally smaller, with only three bookshelves and a height of three meters.

There is a large area of ​​​​empty space, and there is a set of tables and chairs. It can be seen that people often read here.

I walked closer to the bookshelf and picked up a book at random, flipping through the contents. The content here was about things that happened even earlier.

I put the book back and flipped through it, found the books about the period of the accident, took out several related books and put them all on the desk.

He then went to look for other bookshelves, on which there were many books about the White Tower mechanism and some secrets of the angel clan. He took out all the books as they were all things he needed to read.

Song Ying was not in a hurry to watch. She ate something first. She had been here for a long time and was already hungry after the previous fight.

I haven't found a chance to replenish it, so now is a good time to eat something.

Song Ying stood on the corridor facing the outside on the third floor and could see the entire environment outside. From here, he could imagine what the grand occasion was like one hundred and sixty years ago.

But there is one situation that is different from before. Although it is daytime here, there is no direct sunlight. The clouds are too thick and only the clouds in the sky can be seen.

I'm afraid that people born here have never seen the bright sunshine.

After dinner, Song Ying returned to his desk and began reading, trying to find a solution.