One minute.
Upon considering a certain possibility, Zhou Baiyu didn't delay. He immediately approached the bookshelf, ready to randomly flip through a book.
"In less than sixty seconds, just a quick flip, even if I can get a bit of information, that'd be good!"
Zhou Baiyu had already guessed what was going to happen next. He had also confirmed what the endless mode was.
Therefore, this one minute to sum up the failed experience was particularly precious.
But suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.
Just as Zhou Baiyu approached the history bookshelf, preparing to pick up a book on postmodern general history, that book...suddenly split open with a crack.
The crack abruptly spread, and a blood-red eye gazed at Zhou Baiyu, while black aura emanated from the closed book.
"Fuck, what the hell is this!"
This scene gave Zhou Baiyu quite a fright, reminding him of a horror movie from his childhood, in which a book concealed a bloody eye.