Chapter 47 (1/2)

Flanders, who was being remembered, flipped through the books in his hands, completely immersed himself in the sea of knowledge.

It seemed that because of his rest, not many people came to the library today.

This undoubtedly provided an excellent learning environment for Flanders.

“Hi, I’m here to return the books.”

A familiar voice appeared by his ear. Flanders raised his head and looked at warfarin in front of him without any surprise.

“Hey, do you still remember me?”

Warfarin specially put on seductive and sexy thick makeup to cover up her fatigue before she went out.

Looking at Warfarin, who tried her best to cheer him up and greet him, Flanders returned a smile.

“Of course, Miss Warfarin. You’re my first receptionist. How could I forget you?”

Just like that, with Warfarin taking the initiative, the two of them chatted happily and soon sat together.

“What are you reading?”

Flanders showed the cover to Warfarin.

“Some psychology books. Recently, I’ve become obsessed with psychology.”

“Heh.”

Flanders looked at Warfarin and asked in return, “What about you?”

Warfarin took out the books he had just returned and showed them to Flanders.

“I’m just some writing books.”

“Writing? You’re also a writer?”

Warfarin smiled and shook his head repeatedly.

“No, no, not now, but I’m interested.”

“Oh!”

Flanders nodded.

“What about you? Are you reading these books to take the qualification certificate?”

“No, I’m just interested. Some time ago, I accidentally saw a video of mind reading on the Internet. I thought it was cool, so I suddenly became interested.”

There were many people like Flanders. Due to some coincidences, she suddenly became interested in something.

Warfarin was not surprised. It was more like her own situation was the same as Flanders’.

Similar experiences immediately made Warfarin find Flanders more pleasing to the eye.

“You mean those magic videos?”

“Yes, are you interested too?”

“I’m fine. I’m more interested in the recent video of the scarecrow. You know the scarecrow, right?”

Warfarin did not notice the strange expression that flashed across Flanders’ face when the scarecrow was mentioned.

Flanders did not expect that the topic of conversation between the two would be related to him.

While he felt that it was interesting, Flanders also smiled and replied, “Of course, I think there aren’t many people who don’t know about it now.”

He closed the book and moved in front of Warfarin. Looking into her eyes, he asked, “Do you think it’s real?”

“What are you referring to? The video or the scarecrow?”

“Is there a difference?”

Warfarin thought for a moment, and it seemed that there was indeed no difference between the two.

If the video was real, then it meant that the scarecrow was real.

On the other hand, if the terrifying scarecrow was real, then the video was naturally not fake.

“That’s right. There doesn’t seem to be any difference.”

Warfarin shrugged. She hesitated for a moment before expressing her opinion.

“I think… It’s real.”

Hearing Warfarin’s question, Flanders became interested. He was inquisitive about what this woman would say.

“Oh? Why?”