Chapter 91 Library..

Many players were struggling to kill these monsters, but few could quickly kill the rabbit monster.

Dhruv just sat there and focused on everywhere around him. He looked at each of the fighting groups.

"Why? Why when all the players have the same starting stats why is there this much difference between them what is so different about those that stand on top of the monster's dead body and those that died under their feet.? What is it?" He started asking himself these questions.

He saw how most of the group were targeting monster weaknesses like eyes, next, and head, but only a few were successful.

Slowly, he understood why some players could kill monsters easily while others struggled.

That was all because of effective movement.

"Very interesting. I need to learn more about it." Dhruv got up and rushed to the small library present in the village.

In the library, an old man was sitting in reception. He looked at Dhruv and then ignored him.

Dhruv walked into the library and started looking around. There were many types of books present in the library, like history, culture, war and strategy, monsters, and many more.

There were a few players like him in the library that are reading many books hoping to get some Reader-type class.

Dhruv ignored them and walked to the war and fighting section and picked up many books and sat down, started reading.

The first book was [Basic of Team fighting.] Dhruv started reading it. It explains many roles for a team like a tank, scout, attacker, supporter, and team leader.

This book went into dept about each role and how if someone was good with one role he could carry the entire team. Dhruv read the entire book in a few mins.

The next book was about how to manage a large team and how to command them properly.

Then there was a book about what kind of strategy to use against a large powerful monster when you have big or small teams.

There is a book series on how to plan a strategy before the war, during the war, and after the war.

There were around 50-60 books on different war strategies, their counter, and then the counter of the counter.

Then there were a few 10 s of books on strategy against the non-human monster horde and many more.

A few books also had past war records and strategies used in them. All of them were very fascinating to him.

"Brother was right. Learning about the fight was more interesting than actual fighting." Dhruv had a smile on his face as he went through one book after another. He did not touch any books other than war and strategy.

Within a few hours, he finished reading all the books about strategy. After reading all the books, he had a confused look on his face.

He felt that something was missing here. Dhruv walked to the old receptionist, who was in a half-sleep state. "Excuse me, sir," Dhruv said.

"Ugh," the Old man got disturbed from his sleep. He looked at Dhruv in annoyance. "There is nothing here. Go inside the library and search for yourself. I don't know a shit here. Shoo shoo,"

Dhruv asked in a polite manner, "Are there any more war and strategy books here?"

"Yeah, there are many presents there you search there," Old said, pointing inside the library.

"But I already read them."

The old man said with a frown, "Read one more time, then. You must not remember all things? Right. Read them till you learn all of them."

"But I know all of them."

The old man stared at Dhruv. "Lad, you disturbed my sleep, then you even dare to lie about that."

Dhruv said, "Stop accusing me, old man. I am not a liar."

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "So you are saying that you remembered all 100 s of war strategy book when it was only a few hours for you to enter the library."

"Yes, I read all of them. Do you want me to give a written proof to you? Just tell me if there is any other book present or not."

Old did not speak and kept staring at him. Dhruv had a frown on his face. Are all the NPC stupid in this game? He thought to himself.

The old man suddenly said, "There is indeed one more special book present in the library."

"Really, come on, give it to me," Dhruv extended his hand toward the old man.

The old man slapped his hand away, "No so fast, lad."

"What do you want now? I will not do any kind of stupid quest just to read that book."

The old man shook his head. "No, there is no quest, but you just need to give me the answer to 3 of my question based on the war strategy books you read. If you answered all my questions right, then I will let you read that book, but in case you tell me the wrong answer," Old smiled, "you have to pay 5 gold coins to me. What do you say? Are you ready for the challenge?"

Dhruv shouted, "Nope, never. I will not fall for a trap just because of one book." Dhruv started moving back.

"Wait, this is not a fraud. How about we discuss the price you can pay as the fine? I telling you this right now, you may regret it your whole life if you miss this chance." The old man shouted.

Dhruv paused as he heard this line. This was the line when you get a rare class in the game. Can he get a rare class in the game just by reading some book? Is this a reader-type class?

Dhruv got curious. He wanted to find out what class he could get, but all this may cause him to get a normal class. There were so many dilemmas for him.

He finally walked back to the old man and said, "Make it 1 silver and I will play this KBC question game with you."

"At least 10 silver."

"Nope, not a one copper extra that 1 silver."

"But this is a rare chan- "

Dhruv cut him. "I do not care. Tell me 1 silver or nothing."

The old man shouted at him, "How can you bully an old man like me? What will people think about you?"

"Oh, so you do not show me the book from the start. Thank god I did not waste my time on you."

"Stop it, young man. You want 1 silver, right? Okay, let's do it. You must remember how much of a good grandpa I am when you pay me that silver coin."

"You will give me that book to read, old coot. Stop wasting time and start asking the question."

"Mmm, quite a sharp tongue you have there. Let's see if it's only able to comment or if is it capable of giving some answers. So here is the first question…"

Ding! Ding!

Dhruv got a notification about the quest. He just scanned through it and then focused back on the old man.

"Lad your first question. What is the name of the ancient magical sword that those who are worthy can only wield?"

"Hehe so easy. The sword's name is 'Caliburn'. That is one of the basic pieces of information written in war strategy and history."

"Mmm," the old man nodded his head. "Good. You read the book, I see."

"Old man, you should not doubt me and quickly asked me other questions."

"Young people have no patience," the Old man sighed, "Here is your second question. What is the name of the magical potion that soldiers can use to suppress their fear amid battle?"

"I know there is a mysterious potion known as 'Liquid courage.' But that is the myth that is written in the Ancient warfare part 5th."

"Good, you are so close to changing your destiny. Here is the last question. What is the name of the powerful wizard who is rumored to have the ability to bring the dead back to life?"

Dhruv was about to speak saint, but he paused. This was the fifth question. It could not be so simple, he thought to himself.

'The obvious answer to this question is a saint, but then there is the pope. He can also revive the dead. No, the question asks about magic… In that case, I do not think Pope and saint would be part of a magician.'

'Is this a specific person in the book…. Nah, I do not think I read about this powerful magician in the book. What is the answer, then?' Dhruv thought to himself.

He started thinking about all the classes that could deal with life and death. There were many, but most of them deviated from the pure magician's path. He could only think about the necromancer class, which was pure magic.

"But a necromancer….." Dhruv mumbled to himself.

"Hehehe, so you are lying about reading all the books? The answer is so simple, yet you are taking so much time."

The old man moved his hand toward Dhruv. "Answer fast, otherwise pay the fine."

Dhruv started at the old man and said, "No one. There is no powerful mage that could revive the dead."

The old man's face froze. He looked at him and said, "Are you sure about your answer?"

Dhruv nodded his head.

The old man slumped down a little and threw a golden book at him. "Here, now get out of my sight."

Dhruv caught the book at started reading it from there. As he finished reading, a notification popped in front of him.

[A higher class detected. Do you want to accept this class?

….]

"Wow, great! I can definitely beat my brother with this class." Dhruv smiled and accept the new class.