This is a projection of their Office from their memories; remember it."
"The invitation has been improved for you now; as long as you keep focusing on your desired destination, you can teleport accurately with just a single thought."
"Once you go to them and bring it back, you can copy it."
After "Mars" had recovered, he said:
"Uh, well... if we want to copy it, why don't we just go buy another one?"
Angela thought for a moment.
"That works too, there is no TT 2 here."
"By the way, what is TT 2?"
Everyone started asking about this, but Angela didn't answer much, only saying:
"Just a tool."
"By the way, do you have any money? The Wing card from the old L Corp is gone."
Shan touched his clothes, which were badly burned. He rummaged through his pockets, only to find nothing inside.
"This... no..."
"Then tell me, what do Eyes look like?"
"How am I supposed to describe that?"
Mars suddenly remembered.
"Eyes seem to have serial numbers on them, right? Wouldn't the same serial number be considered counterfeit money?"
"Then, is there anything in The City that has equivalent value to Eyes but doesn't have serial numbers?"
"Or, in other words, a universal currency."
The group fell into thought.
"Forget it, forget it. Then let me ask, is there anywhere in The City that sells Enkephalin?"
Shan's eyes widened when he heard this word.
"Director, are you talking about Enkephalin fuel?"
"Yes."
"It should be sold in the Black Market, right? I'm not sure. As Fixers at our current level, we don't really come into contact with the Black Market when buying weapons or anything."
Ayou was thinking.
"Isn't there anything else?"
Mars suddenly remembered: if paper money doesn't work, they could use coins.
"Got it! If paper money doesn't work, we can use coins!"
"And what do coins look like?"
The group fell silent again.
The naive and ignorant Anbao.
At this moment, Ayou said to everyone:
"How about we go find other Designated Librarians and ask?"
"Good idea; as former Department Heads of Lobotomy Corporation, they should remember."
"Shan and Mars, you go find Hod."
Afterwards, only Ayou and Angela were left.
"Ayou, you need to come to this position."
"After focusing your mind..."
"Stop, put it down first."
Ayou then put the invitation aside.
"Once you focus, you can arrive. If you want to teleport back, just think the words 'go home'."
At this moment, Ayou was recalling how he came back last time.
"Then how did I... come back last time?"
"Because the outside world is not The Library, you would have died, so she and I added a bit of Light inside."
"It will emergency teleport you back before you die. Normal teleportation won't damage the invitation, but a lethal teleportation will cause it to overload, self-destruct, and burn up."
Ayou recalled the scene where the invitation was burning on him at that time.
"Oh, I understand."
Soon, Mars and Shan returned, and Hod and Net also came along.
"Angela, look, are these coins enough?"
Hod brought a small bag of coins.
"Should be."
"It's just that these are coins from our past understanding; they might not be valid as current currency. How about we think of something else?"
Ayou was suddenly pulled by a large hand directly into a small corner to the side.
Ayou looked at Net, who had suddenly done this, looking completely confused, not knowing what had happened.
Net said to Ayou:
"After you go out, look for some high-quality, relatively novel alcohol and get a few bottles back."
"Good idea, get some for me when you do."
"Got it, got it, friend."
Afterwards, Ayou returned to the hall and said to Hod and the others:
"Does everyone want anything?"
After Hod and the others thought for a while: "Well, it seems like no."
"Alright, then where should I go to buy it? Right now I only know what their Office looks like."
Mars was now thinking about the route to the bakery in his memory.
"Let's go to our Office first. After exiting the Office gate, follow the main road to the right for 130 minutes; it's pretty much there, the □□□ Cake Shop."
"How long? 130 minutes?"
"Alright, then I'll just go out and look for it."
Just as Ayou was about to leave, he was called by Angela.
"A, wait a moment."
"Director, is there anything else?"
After hesitating for a long time, Angela finally said those words.
"Stay safe..."
After hearing this, Ayou responded to Angela with a smile.
"Don't worry, I will."
Afterwards, Ayou vanished into thin air. After Ayou left, everyone returned to their posts.
A line of text appeared before Roland, who was tidying up books; light blue text floated in the air.
"Come find me."
Roland recognized at a glance whose message this was.
After Roland went straight to the hall:
"Director, what's the matter again? Do you have any instructions?"
Angela looked at Roland, who had come over, and said only one word.
"You..."
"Me??!?!?"
The pressure from Angela saying just that one word made Roland feel immense pressure.
But Angela's next sentence was:
"You've been doing good work lately."
Afterwards, Angela reached out her hand, wanting to shake hands with Roland.
Roland looked at the Director, confused, not knowing what she wanted to do, but in the end, he hesitantly shook her hand.
Afterward, after they let go, Angela said:
"Alright, next time you can go out with him."
"What does this mean?"
"Nothing, go back to work."
"Alright."
Roland was left confused by Angela, and in the end, he left and returned to the General Works Floor.
Looking at the books scattered all over the floor that hadn't been tidied up yet.
Roland suddenly felt a bit of a headache.
He covered his face, closed his eyes, and muttered:
"If only all the books could be put away one by one, that would be great."
Just when Roland opened his eyes again, the pile of books had been stacked neatly.
Roland rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Ah, am I seeing things?"
"No!"
"Bring beer!"
Afterward, Roland opened the beer can that appeared out of thin air in his hand.
After taking a sip, he let out a burp.
"Refreshing!!"
"Wait, that's not right. Then why didn't you ask me to conjure money just now?"