Adam was going home, it had been a long day enjoying the celebration of his 30 pages, now he knew 4 more bookshelves that he could visit if one day he wanted to, and he had also learned many curious things such as karma and how to get in touch with the bookstores.

Right now, Adam was waiting on the stairs of hexagon 3 on floor 4, it seemed that they were occupied, so Adam had no choice but to wait until the red stone stopped flashing. It was then that Adam heard a noise coming from one of the shelves near the stairs:

—A booklet told me that you were cleaning some shelves on the middle floor 4 of 5, hexagon 2 of 18. Is that true, young man?

Adam turned around and saw that the voice came from a wooden bookcase, on which an old woman's head protruded, it was the same bookcase that had given him the page of imbued characters on the first day of class. Adam remembered that his father had forced him not to go near this shelf again, but since his father had abandoned him, his rules no longer mattered in Adam's mind.

So Adam walked over to the bookshelf, wanting to try out the things he had learned in Professor Achilles' class.

—Yeah, we had a special class on bookshelves—Adam replied with a happy smile on his face.

—That's strange—answered the old woman's head doubtfully—In general, they don't teach those things at school. They had fun?

—Yes, it was quite fun— Adam answered somewhat impatiently to be able to try his new tricks for dealing with shelves—But unfortunately I couldn't answer the question well and everyone had to clean up because of me.

—Don't get upset, those things happen—Answered the grandmother with a smile—Once you have more experience it will be easier for you. And did they learn many things?

—Yes, yes quite a few luckily—Adam answered with his young librarian mind; for whom satisfying curiosities is the most interesting thing in the world.

—Do you want to try them with me?—asked the grandmother looking enthusiastically at the young librarian—I'm sure you already know how to read a few words to understand my books.

—Yes, of course—Adam answered with much expectation about his new knowledge.

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—Very well, go ahead, try reading one—Granny said with a big smile on her wooden face—``If you manage to read the first page, I'll tell you which one to take to find another treasure even better than the one I gave you last time, like this." You can buy many sweets.

—Well, —answered Adam, accepting the deal with the joy of being able to obtain a mysterious treasure—But before taking a book: What are your rules?

After saying the question, Adam looked for his class notebook where he made his notes and looked expectantly at the bookshelf to interview her.

—Good-hearted, handsome young man, read my books.—The bookshelf replied with a smile, but then her face changed, and she added, But your evil villain will fall before my wrath.

Adam thought for a while and asked:

—What is your anger?—

—Clean my shelves—Granny said with a smile.

Adam kept thinking, it seemed that the rule was to have good karma and the consequence was just to clean the shelves, he should be able to take the book and getting the treasure depended on whether he could read the first page.

After coming to that deduction, a smile formed on Adam's face, and he proceeded to take a book from the shelf, but before Adam could take it he was interrupted. Someone with a very monotonous voice, almost automated, to the point that he seemed like an automaton, commented to him from behind:

—Excellent classical standards, but you need to check with your godfather.

Adam turned around and saw that only one person had left the stairs, however for some reason the stair stone of the stairs turned red when this person climbed.

The person seemed to be someone very old, he was very skinny: to the point that all his bones were marked under his skin, there was no hair on his head and his eyes were white, so he seemed blind, but for some reason they seemed to give sparks of Occasionally. His face seemed to have lines coming out of his mouth like a puppet.

But what most caught Adam's attention were the old man's clothes, he was dressed completely in rags, he was wearing a torn white tunic, and he was barefoot, he had no shoes.

Adam listened to the advice and took out the yellow book. The old man seemed to be curious about what, so he stood in the doorway for a long time, watching as Adam searched for everything he needed to ask the question. In the whole process, the grandmother did not say anything, and she only looked at Adam; she seemed not to notice the old man in rags.

Finally, Adam was able to ask by writing the bookshelf rule in his notebook, an answer appeared on the other side: 'And how are the books on the shelf?'

Adam didn't understand what he meant, but he glanced at the bookshelf to see if he noticed an anomaly. The bookcase was made of wood like the vast majority of bookshelves in this area and the books on its shelves seemed to be quite organized and in very good condition, they seemed new because of how well cared for they were.

Adam mentioned this discovery to his godfather, and his godfather answered him again somewhat sharply: 'If the conditions are so easy: why doesn't anyone read your books? Lie!'