Zhang's mother complained: "Why don't you leave such an important thing to me for safekeeping? I have been keeping things for half my life. Do you see if you have ever lost a needle? What about yourself? I'll lose things every few days, and I can't find anything without asking. You should have given the secrets passed down from ancestors to keep them. You will never lose them if you leave them here..."

"Oh." Zhang's father suddenly lit up his eyes and suddenly left the edge of the bed. He walked to the opposite side and pulled out a yellowed and ragged book from under the foot of the small round table.

Zhang's father wiped off the ashes from the book with his hands, flipped through it, and said in surprise: "It's this book, why did you use it to plaster the table?"

Zhang's mother reached out and grabbed the book from Zhang's father and complained: "Why didn't you tell me such an important thing? You're so embarrassed to say to me, if the pad is accidentally broken, I can't spare you."

Mr. Zhang said helplessly: "Okay, it's not me. Just move gently. This book has been a long time and the paper is very fragile."

"I think it's so fragile, I think it's very strong." As he said that, Zhang's mother's movements immediately became a little gentler.

"Hurry it to my son, use it one day earlier, and it will work one day earlier." Zhang's mother stuffed the book back to Zhang's father's hand.

"Okay." Zhang's father also felt that what she said made sense. Some things, such as knowledge, are to know one day earlier and benefit one day earlier.

Zhang's father knocked on the door and entered Zhang Qingyang's room. Zhang Qingyang was reading a book.

Zhang's father handed the book to Zhang Qingyang and said seriously: "This book was passed down from our ancestors of the Zhang family. Do you see if it is of use?"

"Ah?" Zhang Qingyang looked at him with a confused look. He didn't understand why his father suddenly walked into the room and brought him a ragged book.

"Oh, it is said that our ancestors once produced a particularly powerful pet warrior in the era of pet civilization. They seemed to be the top ten masters in the world. This book is the diary left by that ancestor. Since you have chosen the pet warrior path, I think this book should be of effect to you." Zhang's father added.

Zhang Qingyang's eyes lit up, and his emotions suddenly became excited: "No, there are such powerful figures in our ancestors? The top ten in the world are equivalent to the current national-level mecha master. He is a powerful man who is admirable!"

Zhang's father's face turned slightly red, and he tried hard to control his proud look, but he couldn't hide it. "Well, it should be. Come on, since your ancestors can do it, you can do it too."

"Yeah," Zhang Qingyang was perfunctory, and couldn't wait to open the book in his hand. Suddenly, a decadent smell came to his face.

"Ah snee!" Zhang Qingyang couldn't help but sneeze, moved the book away from his face, and carefully looked it out.

The paper pages are yellow and twisted, a little crisp, and every page you turn, a moldy smell floats out. It should be an old book, and it should be a year.

Zhang Qingyang originally thought that his father was bragging, but judging from the paper feeling, his father's words were somewhat credible.

Zhang Qingyang suddenly remembered that his father was still there, so he raised his head. Zhang's father had left the bedroom and quietly brought it to the door.

Zhang Qingyang withdrew his gaze and focused his attention on the book in his hand.

"The top ten pet warriors in the world. They are really a figure who is up to the mountains and is like a stagnant." Zhang Qingyang muttered excitedly, and at the same time carefully and carefully wiped the stains on his skin.

"What is written on it?" There are several vague writing on the skin. Judging from the font, it should be different from the current federal general font, but it should have a certain origin.

He opened the paper inside again and found that he didn't recognize the words inside.

Zhang Qingyang closed the book helplessly and said, "I can only go to the library tomorrow to check it out if there are any reference books on text translation from the era of pet civilization. I hope there are."

Put down the book and put it away. Zhang Qingyang no longer had the interest in continuing to read.

After thinking about it, sitting down to relax first. When his nervousness was completely relieved and his mood gradually calmed down like an old monk, Zhang Qingyang began to operate the neuron enhancement method.

I have practiced the neuron enhancement method thousands or tens of thousands of times, without thinking, and it will be done just by lying.

The brain is like a vast universe, and the light and dark light on the cerebral cortex embellishes the brain like a mysterious and unpredictable starry sky.

Zhang Qingyang paused for a while. He had not been operating the neuron enhancement method for several months, so he was inevitably a little excited. When his mood calmed down again, when Zhang Qingyang's eyes tried to penetrate deep into the tree branch-shaped lightning, severe pain suddenly came.

"Ah!" With a scream, Zhang Qingyang fell to the ground, held his head with his hands and curled up on the ground. It took him a long time to sit up with difficulty, and blood from his nose slowly flowed out.

The neuron enhancement method was forcibly interrupted, and Zhang Qingyang was ejected from the operation, his head buzzed, and he could not hear or see anything. It took him a long time to recover.

"Fortunately the sound was not loud just now, so mom and the others probably didn't hear it." Zhang Qingyang stood up on the edge of the bed, feeling that his head seemed to be drilled by an electric drill, and it hurts when he moves.

"It seems that nothing can be done today." Zhang Qingyang sighed and lay on the bed slowly.

Although he only had one in ten thousand thoughts about the possibility of recovery of neuronal talents, when he found that he could not recover, the unspeakable heartache still made him particularly frustrated.

When he woke up the next morning, his head no longer hurt. But his disappointment still reminded him faintly. From then on, he was really not the genius who was attracted by thousands of people.

Only by having it can you know the pain of losing it.

The cold water flowed down her cheeks, passed through her neck, and kept flowing down. Zhang Qingyang looked at herself in the mirror, took a deep breath and said, "You must be strong, Zhang Qingyang, it's no big deal. There will never be only one way to go in this world. You will become a powerful pet warrior and believe in yourself."

As usual, when going out for running, although for Zhang Qingyang, running is too slow to transform the body and the effect is not very good. However, every long-distance running is a tempering of the body and spirit. He can truly feel that his body is improving little by little.

After the morning exercise, I rinsed it quickly and worked hard in the store for a while before I had breakfast and rode my bicycle to school.

Zhang Qingyang rode fast all the way, and he couldn't wait to translate the text from the book.

That is the secret book left by the top ten in the world. He was eager to know what was written in it.

Zhang Qingyang rarely skipped class and rushed directly to the library without going to the classroom.

Early in the morning, there were only a handful of people in the library.

When Zhang Qingyang checked his identity at the counter, he asked the librarian: "Is there any reference book to translate the text of the pet civilization era?"

The librarian is a thin old man in his sixties who sits behind the counter and reads with glasses every day.

The librarian looked at Zhang Qingyang, and his eyes behind the old black-framed glasses showed a look of surprise, but he didn't ask Zhang Qingyang why he wanted such a book that almost no one could read. The librarian said in a strong accent: "There is one, I'll find it for you. This book is gone on the market, so you can't borrow it, you can only read it in the library."
Chapter completed!