Chapter 4. Birth.
As I expected, mastering the necessary skills took about two days. I finished memorizing the chakra books even earlier.
I managed to stroll through the Library itself. After all, repetitive actions sometimes started to make my head swell. Periodic impulsive actions, like making origami from parchment, were also a big distraction. Being a low-level spirit with a healthy mind is tough. I seriously started to sympathize with the guys before me who faced similar problems. Luckily, I managed to control my actions. If I had folded some origami from precious parchment belonging to a spirit fanatical about knowledge, he would probably have turned me into a figurine.
As I wandered through the Library, I never once ended up in a place I'd already been. Even after covering a considerable distance, I kept discovering new sections. My hands itched to grab more books, brew some tea, and dive into millions of new worlds. After all, books have always been like a whole life to me, even from my previous life. Sometimes, after finishing a particularly good book, I just couldn't start another one because the aftertaste hadn't faded yet.
I desperately wanted to take at least a few books from the history section. The cartoon didn't really show life over a long period. We know there were many Avatars, but only a small number were featured. I had to exert titanic efforts not to give in, even running through that section just in case. But I mentally promised myself that when the time and opportunity came, I'd stay here and read voraciously.
Honestly, walking through the Library was almost as tense as practicing techniques. It's like being a kid in a mall with your parents, walking past store windows filled with cool toys—even the trinkets you'd forget about hours after buying them.
Toward the end of my first stroll, I decided to head back to my room the same way I'd come. It seemed simple enough; I'd been walking in a straight line the whole time. But as I walked past completely different section titles, I started to panic slowly. It seemed like Wan Shi Tong could manipulate space. There was no way this distance was normal—unless it was a typical quirk of ancient spirits' dwellings. When your habitat has been saturated with your energy for millennia, you don't just control space; you control the flow of time itself.
Already panicking, I broke into a run and started choosing directions at random, hoping to find the room. After using half my energy reserve to speed up, I noticed a reddish tail around the corner. My joy knew no bounds.
"Fox spirit, please help me find the way back to the room with the scrolls," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. It was embarrassing to lose my composure just because I was lost.
I thought I saw the spirit give me a disdainful look. Oh well, the main thing was that she flicked her tail and led me back. After passing through just a few sections, I immediately saw the door to the room I needed. Everything here was too confusing; it was more like a labyrinth.