As Taesan set foot on the 78th floor, he was taken aback.

This floor was unlike any he had encountered before.

Endless rows of shelves stretched out as far as the eye could see, with narrow paths just wide enough for a single person to walk through. The shelves were packed with an uncountable number of books, densely arranged.

There were no monsters in sight—only the lingering scent of old paper filled the space.

Despite the lack of visible light sources, the area was bright enough for reading without any trouble. And it was vast—Taesan had never seen a floor …