After some thought, Jack Harper felt there could only be one explanation: when he traveled through time, the phone that was charging somehow became connected to him, and now his body possessed the corresponding hardware capabilities of the phone. His brain was the processor, memory, and storage; his eyes were like cameras, and so on.

Perhaps he even had wireless communication abilities, but in a world without a global internet, that was useless. Even if he had it, there would be no content. With the current level of mechanical arts, a local area network could barely be established, but there were too many limitations.

No matter what, the discovery of this ability made Jack Harper suddenly feel that his future was bright, and he suddenly had the feeling of being a high-end person.

At the same time, he suddenly thought that maybe the reason he traveled through time was because of his phone. It was all his fault for being cheap and buying a phone rumored to explode.

"You guys, do you think that kid Xiaobai is just pretending?"

"What do you mean, 'do you think'? Of course he's pretending. Look at him—he's not reading, he's just flipping through the book! Even if he could read ten lines at a glance, he’d still need to look for a while. He’s just flipping pages."

"Exactly! Look, he's flipping faster and faster. Is he reading ten pages at a glance now?"

The useless playboys saw that Jack Harper was ignoring them, so they just stood to the side. Anyway, they didn’t really care about Jack Harper; it was the girl inside they were interested in. But when they saw how Jack Harper was flipping through the books, they started to look down on him.

No wonder they looked down on Jack Harper. At this moment, Jack Harper was flipping through the books faster and faster. While others would at least glance at each page, he didn’t even look. In just one second, he flipped through more than a dozen pages.

And he was still speeding up. The sound of him flipping pages had become extremely abrupt in the quiet library, drawing everyone’s attention, including that girl from before.

This must be another one of his tactics, trying to use this to get my (her) attention.

No one knew just how happy Jack Harper was feeling inside right now.

Hahaha, this is amazing! Am I not invincible now? So what if I flip through books quickly? I can go even faster, because I can slow down my movements and record each page one by one.

At this rate, I’ll finish flipping through the entire library today! Well, at least all the important books. First, I need to get through all the cultivation manuals here.

"Jack Harper, you deadweight, get away from me!"

Did I just hear someone talking? Must be my imagination. Keep flipping.

"Did you eat a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gall today? You even dare to ignore me now!"

Who is this person talking to? Whatever, I’m almost done with this row of bookshelves. Speed up.

"You’re looking for death!!"

Jack Harper felt like someone had grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up. Helpless, he had to pause his book-recording and look at the person holding him.

James York, the young genius of the Yue family, sixteen years old, son of the second master Yue Rongsheng, star spirit attribute: fire, star apprentice level nine...

A circle highlighted James York’s head, then a line connected to it, and the line led to some of James York’s information. Of course, all this information was already known to Jack Harper, but now it was organized and much clearer.

This function is pretty good. Now Mom won’t have to worry about me being face-blind anymore, especially when looking at people from other races.

"Hey, isn’t this Brother James? You really didn’t have to go out of your way to lift me up. Is it so you can look up to me more easily? I don’t mind," Jack Harper said with a smile.

"……"

The scene fell silent. To be grabbed by the collar and lifted up, and then say the other person is raising you up—no one had ever seen someone so forcefully put a hat on themselves.

"Get lost!"

James York immediately flung Jack Harper away, slamming him hard against the bookshelf. Jack Harper slid to the ground. Luckily, the bookshelf was fixed in place, but the books on it fell down, landing on Jack Harper.

Chapter 5: The God of Song Lives Again

"This is more fitting for you. You only deserve to be on the ground, trampled on and looked down upon by others!" James York said coldly, regaining his sense of superiority.

"Yeah, right now I’m just a pile of mud on the ground. Only Brother James isn’t afraid of getting dirty and comes to step on me," Jack Harper replied casually as he picked up the fallen books.

That was the truth, after all. That’s just how he was right now—but only for now.

James York had been quite pleased with himself, showing off in front of the goddess. But Jack Harper’s self-deprecating words dragged him down as well, making him lose face. He couldn’t even vent his anger, because that would only lower his own status further.

As he was wondering what to do, Jack Harper muttered under his breath, "Go ahead and act tough for now. Just wait until I make my comeback and stomp you into a pile of mud."

It sounded like Jack Harper was just mumbling to himself, and he said it quietly, but whether by accident or on purpose, everyone could hear it.

"What did you say?" James York’s face instantly darkened.