After the battle just now, the editor has a deeper understanding of the ability that cats give to themselves.

Therefore, this time, she did not walk around the big library like she did just now to synthesize books.

Instead, gently stroked the spine of a row of books with their fingertips, and these books flew up like they were given life.

Not only that, they also followed the rules of big fish eating small fish. They were like sharp sickles, swallowing up books that were as quiet as leeks one by one.

When their level is too high, they swallow ordinary books and are too slow, they actually "enlighten" the leeks and turn them into small sickles.

The huge library is transformed into a harvest site.

The editor stood at the door, watching the books flying up and down, chasing and swallowing, and stroking the cat's hair in his arms.

And behind her and outside the door, the clouds seemed to be substantial.

One after another, strange and evil-looking life began to descend from the center of the clouds, and they held shovels like shovels and began to shovel the ground of Insmouth.

The floor tiles were shoveled up one layer after another, like fragments of book pages, rolled into one volume after another. It seemed that as long as they were all sorted out and pieced together, they would become a brand new book.

However, this process seems to be uncomfortable to the city of Insmouth.

because……

It began to tremble.

The ground under the editor's feet seemed to have an earthquake.

She tried to stand firm at first, but after trying for a while, she waved her hand to bring the book behind her, turning it into the size of a blanket, and stood above the book.

She looked at the vision outside the window without much surprise.

[Remaining time of the mission: 27 minutes and 13 seconds.]

"Are you going to hurry up..." The editor once again accelerated the speed of book synthesis.

Books after book were swallowed.

The sounds of "Ding! Synthesis is successful!" and "Get 500 points!" kept ringing in her mind.

When all the books in the large library on this side were combined into a book floating in front of the editor's face, she chose to let the book under her feet swallow the book that flew over.

[Synthesize a super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super super level book, and get 500 points.]

The editor took the new book under his feet and flew out of the big library, without trying to make any contact with the lives of those shovels, but pulled upwards directly, over the clouds floating above Insmouth, shouting loudly, "Synthetic."

The books she stepped on the spine suddenly opened and ejected countless tentacles quickly, and even the sound barrier was broken one after another.

Like infinitely long tentacles, it not only entangles the city of Insmouth, the holy book.

Their goal is a whole fragment of the world.

After all the seven hundred and fifty-three distal tentacles are fixed on the edge of the world.

The book under the feet of the editor began to turn into a huge mouth and swallow it down, as if it was about to eat fragments of the whole world.

The clouds in Insmouth City only came to react at this time.

It no longer projected a shovel bookmaker into the city, but instead transformed into a cloud giant and attacked the giant book.

How could the editor make it attack the weakness of the giant book, her little leather shoes fell from the book on the vine tentacles.

Tap the tip of the pen with your right hand, and countless symbols flashed through the air.

The scenery that seemed to be the treasure of King Jinshishi, but what was galloping out was not fake and shoddy legendary weapons, but... the truth of the world - missiles.

The cloud giant ignored these missiles and continued to move forward.

These missiles drilled into dense clouds and exploded one mushroom after another.

but……

The cloud giant was not affected by obvious damage and did not slow down.

No effect?

The editor tilted his head and stared at the cloud giant. His vision instantly switched to text mode.

The cloud giant under the visual of text is more like saying that it is only one word.

This text is not a two-dimensional plane text.

It is a three-dimensional text with different meanings at each angle and section.

It is extremely dense and has no room for damage.

The missiles made of text are like eggs hitting stones.

Such holistic text is impossible to defeat.

but……

But it can be restricted!

The editor jumped lightly between the tentacles and quickly formed a net.

The cloud giant bumped into this net, and when it wanted to break the whole into pieces and cross the net in the form of a cloud.

However, these nets suddenly exposed countless small holes, and a huge suction force was emitted, sucking the clouds into the net.

It turned out that when the editor just constructed these networks, they defined them as hollow structures.

From the beginning, she did not attempt to use the net to stop the Yinyun Giant, but instead planned to use independent hollow cavity to disperse the power of the Yinyun Giant.

However, just when she thought she had succeeded, the text vision noticed an abnormality.

The three-dimensional text that originally had only one actually turned into countless.

In each individual cavity, there is a tiny incarnation of words.

[Remaining time of the mission: 21 minutes and 28 seconds.]

The clone of the cloud giant has not changed yet.

The swallowing mouth of the giant book has begun the process of devouring.

Like the end of the world, huge shadows descend on the continent.

"Click!"

"Click!"

...

The broken continent is like a snow cake and the taste of fairy beans.

When the shoveler arrived, Insmouth began to tremble, shaking even more violently.

Its tremor amplitude will even collapse itself.

Instead of watching the grand scene of devouring the world, the editor continued to look at the clouded giants hidden among the vines.

They were gone, but the editor was sure they would not give up.

because……

They are also sickles.

Originally, when she met a book reader and went to the head of the Holy Book City and exploded, she thought the harvester was the Holy Book City.

However, it seems that the Reaper of Insmouth is the Cloud Giant.

As a predator, I have always been patient.

The dormant cloud giant is now dangerous for the editor, as a hunter hiding in the dark.

She knew it would do it, but she didn't know when.

What should I do?

The editor thought.

Just as her self-doubt is almost at its peak, the cat in her arms suddenly said, "There are two kinds of lives in the universe. One is prosperous and destroyed because of battle, and the other is joining if it cannot be defeated. Which one do you think exists longer?"

"If you can't beat it, join?"

"No! It's the stronger one. If you don't want to be destroyed by it, you're stronger than it."

[Remaining time of the task: 17 minutes and 54 seconds.]

"Of course, to this day, there are very few struggles for you to die. All species that can survive are already powerful enough. Therefore, most of the time, there will be much more shelter than elimination." Natsume continued to train.

"You mean... can that three-dimensional civilization be contained? Can it be locked up?" asked the editor's lady.

"Hmm." The cat in her arms snorted, saying that her guess was correct. As for more tips and containment plans, no mention of them was mentioned.

After all, if everything depends on cats, what else do people do?

The editor did not think about this, but focused all his energy on how to contain three-dimensional text life.

She first remembered all the experiences after the fragments of this world.

From those who love reading and long to read at the beginning, to the words covered with walls and ground, as well as the life that descends from the clouds to shovel the city.

The thickness of the paper can be negligible, and the text on the book can be counted as two-dimensional.
To be continued...