webnovel

Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

Salty Fish Pilot · Games
Not enough ratings
312 Chs

Chapter 62 The Value of Literacy

"So, after finishing this book, did you feel a headache?"

Dr. Schneider asked again.

"Did you? Probably..."

He observed the expressions of the two:

"Probably yes, I fell into a deep sleep after I finished it."

Shard hesitated, actually he had spent some time playing with Mia in the evening which delayed him, and he read the book late into the night until he could no longer stay awake. He indeed felt a headache, but it was likely because he had slept too late and was woken up too early by a hungry cat.

"That's normal. Books that contain frenzied knowledge will affect the reader. Even Circle Sorcerers have another self to block the direct power of knowledge, but Circle Sorcerers themselves will still be affected. Shard, actually, you don't need to rush, acquiring the Spirit Rune requires a process."

The doctor kindly consoled, and Shard nodded with his mouth closed, wondering in his mind:

"Is my spirit strong, or are you the one shielding me from those effects?"