Lin Wan Yi stepped forward, reached out her hand, and gently pushed open the heavy wooden door.
"Creak—"
The door opened.
Upon entering, there were bookshelves.
Row after row, neatly arranged, stretching endlessly.
In the entire attic, only the first floor was illuminated with a soft light.
The stairs leading to the second floor were hidden in a darkness that couldn't be penetrated.
Lin Wan Yi walked to the nearest bookshelf.
She randomly pulled out a book.
The cover was hard, smooth to the touch, and simply designed.
"Application of Polymer Materials in Agricultural Water Conservation."
She pulled out another one.
"Fundamentals of Semiconductor Physics."
And another.
"Introduction to Crop Gene Editing Technology and Practice."
Lin Wan Yi's fingertips brushed over the row of book titles.
Her heartbeat started to accelerate uncontrollably.
These books...
are things that shouldn't exist in this era.
They are at least twenty years ahead.
