As Bernia sat beside her in a daze, she was startled by Hao Ren's sudden words, the little saint who was far from mature was as easily distracted as any child of her age.After Hao Ren repeated her request, Bernia quickly jumped up and ran into a small room behind the temple, and after a little rummaging, she cautiously walked out with a small pottery jar.As mentioned earlier, the daily life of people in this world is closely related to various spices, which are not only a living material, but also involve religion, folk customs, etiquette and other aspects.Different kinds of spices are used in different occasions, some are used to worship the gods, some are used to cleanse oneself, and some are used in the baptism ceremony of newborns.The small jar that Bernia had fetched contained some off-white powder, which she had made with her own hands, baked with various herbs and magic.Hao Ren took some of this powder and felt a strong, licorice-like smell coming to his nose, and he took out the data terminal: "Analyze it." ”"A small number of ingredients that can affect the development of brain nerves can exert an influence in the early stages of young children's brain development, reducing creative thinking skills and ......," said the data terminal, circling around Bernia to determine the physiological details of human beings in this world, "and the tendency to independently critique reality."
But it does not affect intelligence and genetic factors.All in all, this is something that can make people 'obedient', which is not clever, but if applied to everyone in large quantities, it can almost ensure the stagnation of the entire civilization.Of course, these potions alone are not enough, a whole system of education is needed, and I believe that the tribes here have already done it. ”Hao Ren frowned: "This is a protective measure?"
”"If it were put on ordinary civilization, it would be a crime, but here it is indeed some kind of protection," the data terminal floated up and down, "The underground space of this world is not abundant, and there is no energy source on the entire planet - without the sun, the energy stored on the planet itself is extremely limited."
You should know how quickly a highly developed human society can consume planetary lifespans, so human civilization here is stagnant, and the purpose should be to extend the lifespan of the entire ecosystem. ”"This spice is also taught by the goddess to make you?"
Hao Ren asked Bernia as he pointed to the small jar, who gave Vivien a quick glance and tapped his head a few times.Vivien continued to look bitter and hateful: "......
Assume that I taught you. ”Hao Ren thought for a moment, put the spices aside, and continued to look at the diaries that Beatrice had left behind.The witch was an inquisitive scholar, very different from her peers who only knew about the power of power and antiquities, and she left a record that devotes a lot of space to her research and discoveries in this world.She even left behind drawings of ancient things recorded on stone tablets by the Fire and Mountain tribes.Beatrice thinks these things should still be buried deep underground, and she mentions some of her unfulfilled adventures: "......
There are still many ruins left in the depths of the earth, and I have noticed that some of the Pillars of Eternity have abnormal rifts around them, which lead to the ground like deliberately left passages.However, the Pillars of Eternity themselves are a 'miracle' of this world, and the locals believe that these pillars are the arms of giants, and going deep into the foundation of the pillars will make the giants itch, and then cause the sky to collapse, so I can only give up......
"The Fire tribe seems to be a magical people called 'Episius' in ancient times, they are good at making machines and magic devices powered by flames, I have recovered some things from their lithographs, and the drawings of these things are on a lot of parchment behind ......" to record Beatrice's archaeological findings, She also mentioned some of the ancient legacies that the members of the clan still preserve to this day.Hao Ren casually flipped through these things, while Bernia, who was next to him, began to sit and doze off again.The little saint was bubbling with snot bubbles as if no one was around, and her upper body was dangling incessantly, and a round pie-shaped pendant that she hung around her neck continued to reflect the golden light in the light of the phlogiston lamp.Hethanna's eyes were suddenly drawn to the round cake, and she woke up Bernia: "Little girl, let me see your pendant." ”The little saintess hurriedly untied the pendant around her neck and handed it to Hethiana.Hethiana originally thought it was a metal cake for decoration, but when she got her hands on it, she realized that it was something more sophisticated than she could have imagined.The round "pendant" is about the size of a pocket watch, and the surface is intricately patterned with a laser-etched hand, some of which are inlaid with tiny crystals that have been worn out.As she looked through the object, Hethanna touched a button next to the metal cake, and the device popped open, revealing the intricate mechanical structure and wiring inside, and some symbols and words were engraved on the inside of its lid, Vivien curiously leaned over to look at it, and deciphered what it was written through the translation plug-in: "National Grand Library - Episius Archivist Key - can replace the universal identity card" "This is an ancient relic," Bernia wiped off her snot bubbles and said seriously, "The saints have been passed down from generation to generation.This one houses the incarnation of the spirit of knowledge, as well as the will of the goddess. ”"An ingenious alchemy prop, a mixture of mechanics and magic," Heathera gently stroked the lines on the inside of the ancient key with her fingers, although its exterior was worn out, but the interior was still well preserved, "There is probably a ruin underground?"
”Hao Ren, on the other hand, was turning to the last few manuscripts, and Beatrice's record was nearing its end.She had left these things behind in the last years of her life, when her body had been afflicted with all sorts of strange ailments, and she realized that her time was numbered, and the more she came to the end of the manuscript, the more often and explicit she mentioned the imminence of her death.“…… My time is running out, and the more often I use magic and herbs to suppress my pain, the more intense it rebounds.My body can't adapt to a lot of the world's substances, and now these accumulated 'toxins' are killing me.I've said goodbye to Mobecca, and she can't accept it, but fate is unpredictable, and who can fight it?
“…… Interestingly, as I approached death, I began to miss my hometown.Although the world was in its most difficult period, and witches and wizards were subjected to unspeakable horror and pressure, it didn't seem like a good thing to die alone in this faraway foreign land.Lately, I have been so reminiscing about things and acquaintances in my hometown that the work at hand on deciphering ancient texts has stalled.I may have become vulnerable, but in these last days, no one demands that a fallen witch must be strong ......"......
Forgive Baptiste, for mentioning your name when it was finally coming to an end, but I really think of you so often, and I miss you so much that I don't even dare to write your name anywhere or tell anyone, because every time I hear it, it only makes me more aware of how far apart we really are.Maybe you're still looking for my whereabouts?
How I wish I could talk to you now, the only thing I want to tell you right now is - get away from this place."
There's no hope here, there's nothing here, this world is a chaotic space with no return, and the knowledge I've taught you is far from enough to deal with the dangers here, so don't come to me."
This is the end of the manuscript.In the last few chapters of the parchment, Beatrice's record is already a bit messy, and even a little confused about reality and delusion.These things were not written all at once, but she spent a year looking back on her experiences here in fits and starts, so the last few pieces of parchment should reflect Beatrice's terrible state at the time.But no matter how messy the text may be, its meaning remains unmistakable: this is the reason why Baptiste is looking for the second layer of purgatory at all costs.At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps from outside the temple, and then a tribal warrior with a red face painted on his face suddenly burst in: "Goddess, Saintess, the sentinel has caught a man of unknown origin in the wilderness. ”(I left for a classmate's wedding in the afternoon, and I will be back in about two days, and this chapter was updated early.) ）(To be continued.) )