bayedsolid Chapter 1084: Who is the most suitable person for the Elders Council to choose?
Chapter 1084: Who is the most suitable person for the Elders Council to choose?
The four souls of one person immediately dispersed and carefully searched every corner of the temple.
Although the entire building was briefly pulled back to ancient time and space by the power of the [Truth Carving Knife], it was ultimately only the temple itself that was changed. The space was not large, so searching was not difficult.
Wu Heng looked around. The walls were mottled and the ground was empty. He could get a general idea of the situation at a glance.
Nothing, maybe a rare item or a prop.
No matter how powerful the carving knife is, it is impossible to bring the lost artifact back to the world.
Just when I thought this trip would be fruitless.
Xiaoxiao suddenly emerged from the gap under the statue's base and shouted excitedly, "Uncle! There are so many words carved here! But I don't recognize any of them!"
Wu Heng was alerted and immediately looked in the direction of the sound.
The location of the short story is the base of the statue.
The carving knife twisted the space to the 'past', but the statue did not recover.
Today the stone statue is no longer visible, leaving only a solid square stone pillar.
Wu Heng was not sure how long the carving knife could last, so he walked forward quickly, put his hands on both sides of the stone pillar, and exerted force suddenly.
Damn it?
The stone pillar did not move at all.
Wu Heng couldn't help but frown.
Judging from the size of the stone pillar, ordinary professionals can move it bit by bit. But with my strength of more than 100, it didn’t move at all?
"Perhaps it's due to the rules," the empress speculated as she approached. "Although everything here can be 'seen,' it can't be changed. What you see is the past, can you change the past?"
Wu Heng thought it made sense, so he gave up moving and said, "Go in and take a look. Write down what's on it."
The four ghosts nodded and followed Xiaoxiao into the darkness under the base.
About another 20 minutes passed.
The effect of the carving knife began to fade rapidly.
The surrounding scene was crumbling like a broken mirror, including the paintings, electric lights, and smooth floor tiles.
In the blink of an eye, the gorgeous and bright appearance of the modern temple has returned.
The four ghosts also flew back from under the base in time.
"How is it?" Wu Heng asked immediately.
"It looks like a complete account, but the text type is unrecognizable." Glenda said, looking towards the queen.
The Empress also shook her head: "I don't know, it might be a more ancient way of counting years."
"Share it with me and let me see it." Wu Heng said.
The panel allows him to understand all types of text, and it is this point that allows him to quickly integrate into the environment when he travels to the other world.
Glenda quickly got into the body, and a picture suddenly appeared in Wu Heng's mind.
In the dim, narrow space, the rough stone base was covered with densely packed ancient characters. The three characters at the top were particularly eye-catching.
Creation Sutra
Wu Heng's heart skipped a beat.
Skill Book!
There was actually something to gain.
The shared video ended quickly and I didn’t have time to take a closer look at the content.
Glenda flew out again and asked anxiously, "What does it say?"
"The Creation Sutra... I haven't looked at it in detail yet, but it is very likely a kind of martial arts." Wu Heng said with a smile.
The ghosts immediately looked happy and the atmosphere became lively.
"Wow! Uncle has new skills again."
"The technique passed down by the goddess Nuwa?"
"If it's really a technique, wouldn't it be even more powerful?"
Judging from the status presented in the mural, Nuwa is undoubtedly the highest-ranking god, and [Ze Yin Shu] and [Lian Ti Jue] are already top-notch skills in the other world.
The value of this legacy she left behind can be imagined.
Wu Heng looked at the excited ghosts and smiled. "Let's go back first. I'll copy down the whole text and then study it carefully to see if I can practice it."
……
After saying this, he led the ghosts to salute the statue again, then turned and left the temple.
Walking out of the hall, Wu Heng saw Chang Bin and others retreating to an open area at the foot of the mountain.
Everyone had a tense expression, holding their guns tightly, pointing them in the direction of the temple as if facing a powerful enemy.
It was not until Wu Heng led the ghosts down the stone steps slowly that they relaxed a little, but there was still surprise in their eyes.
"Chief Wu Heng?" Chang Bin called out tentatively, his tone uncertain. He waved his hand to signal his men to lower their guns, and he quickly stepped forward.
Wu Heng glanced at their weapons and asked, "Why are they even showing off their weapons?"
Changbin coughed lightly and asked curiously, "Didn't you notice anything unusual in there?"
"abnormal?"
"Just now, the entire temple suddenly changed!" Chang Bin gestured, trying to describe the unimaginable scene. "It was like those Thai horror movies. Without any warning, it suddenly transformed back into an extremely ancient, extremely simple temple. We thought... something terrible was going to happen again."
Wu Heng understood immediately.
It turns out that the influence of the [Knife of Truth] is not limited to the interior, but even the external structure has been reversed in time.
"Is there anything special about the ancient temple you saw?" Wu Heng continued to ask.
Chang Bin shook his head. "Apart from being extremely ancient and primitive, there's nothing else going on. But this kind of thing is too scary. We don't dare to approach rashly."
After saying that, he didn't forget to add, "I'm so glad you're okay."
Wu Heng nodded, without further explanation, and said calmly: "Let's go back to the airport first."
Everyone boarded the convoy, and Chang Bin asked several times indirectly whether the changes in the temple were caused by Wu Heng.
But seeing that Wu Heng had no intention of saying anything, he didn't ask any further questions.
There was no conversation for the rest of the journey.
After arriving at the airport, Wu Heng did not stay and boarded the return plane.
……
on the plane.
Wu Heng sat by the window. Outside the porthole, the earth was plunged into silent darkness.
Only the airport we had just left had a few lights on, but as the flight altitude rose, that little light was quickly swallowed up by the endless night.
For most survivor bases, electricity is still an extremely scarce resource.
He withdrew his gaze, leaned back in his chair, and sorted out the gains from this trip to Nuwa Temple.
The power of [Knife of Truth] far exceeded expectations.
Before, I never thought it could be used in this way, to "restore" a building to its state thousands of years ago in a short period of time, allowing me to see the murals that were covered by renovations.
If used well, could we 'restore' the remaining buildings, or some damaged skill books and ancient volumes?
Anyway, except for living things, any inanimate object can be completed.
If you think about it, it seems very likely.
Of course, the biggest gain today is finding the [Creation Sutra].
After returning, I will see if I can learn.
The murals in the temple also provide a lot of information.
The image of gods in the writings of mortals is majestic and grand, standing high above the starry sky.
The strange phenomenon that occurs when breaking through the heroic stage is the falling stars.
Becoming a hero means breaking the shackles of rules, and normal attacks cannot kill a hero.
And the gods above the starry sky represent more powerful beings that surpass heroes and transcend a certain level of life?
Or does "alone" mean living in the sky?
It is unlikely to live in the sky, as our own satellites have already been launched into space.
And after Nuwa repaired the sky, she disappeared from the mural. Does this also imply that... gods will also fall?
Since they can die, that means there is a way to kill them.
"Are you still thinking about the temple?" Glenda's voice came softly from the side.
"Well, I did gain something from this trip." Wu Heng said with a smile.
Glenda floated closer and analyzed rationally, "The text is most likely a technique passed down by the goddess Nuwa. I've already learned the Body Refining Technique, so I can focus on studying this."
Wu Heng smiled bitterly, "I've never seen anyone become a hero and still need to learn skills every day."
"Who told you to cause trouble everywhere? The Vatican would rather you do nothing and just eat and wait for death every day!" Granda said angrily.
"Where did you learn these words?"
"Then don't worry about it."
The plane landed smoothly at Xinfu City Airport.
As soon as he walked out of the cabin, he saw Li Yahong leaning against an off-road vehicle, waving at him.
"This way!"
Wu Heng smiled, opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. Li Yahong started the car neatly and drove towards the city center.
"Did you gain anything from this trip?" Li Yahong asked casually while driving.
"Yes, but not as serious as I imagined." Wu Heng smiled.
"The base has been developing better and better recently. I can help you find whatever you want." Li Yahong said with a smile.
Although it is not clear what Wu Heng is looking for specifically, the current situation is indeed getting better and better.
She felt there was no need to rush.
"Yeah!" Wu Heng nodded.
Even if there are real dangers in the other world, as long as I protect the secrets of this world, it will be a way out.
At worst, I can just hide here and wait for myself to break through and become a hero.
Thinking about it this way, I don’t care much about the fact that I didn’t gain anything substantial this time.
No matter how you calculate it, you can break through to the hero smoothly.
"It's so late, are you going back to the prison?" Li Yahong glanced at him.
"Go to your place and come back tomorrow."
Li Yahong raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Then send a message to Sister Zhao, don't let her go to bed too early, and let Xiaoxiao see her mother at the same time."
"Okay." Wu Heng took out his cell phone and sent a message to Zhao Yanqiu.
Almost immediately, there was an 'OK' gesture in return.
The SUV stopped in front of the central shopping mall.
Li Yahong cooked him a bowl of instant noodles. After they had a simple meal, they washed up and rested.
About half an hour later, the door opened quietly, and Zhao Yanqiu, who had finished accompanying the little one, walked in quietly.
I quickly finished tidying up and joined the warm bed.
……
The next morning, sunlight shone through thin clouds onto the base.
Wu Heng followed Li Yahong to the storage area of the base.
Accompanied by the clattering sound of metal friction, heavy rolling doors were pulled up one by one, revealing the neatly stacked and clearly classified goods inside.
"The warehouses up front are full of ballpoint pens, sorted by color and size. We have enough to last for several years," Li Yahong explained in a competent tone as they walked. "The rooms in the back are for pills, as well as the microscopes and labware you mentioned. They've all been treated to be moisture-proof and shock-resistant."
"The last row is for directional radios. We've prepared fifty sets so far, and all have been debugged. If more are needed, the production line can increase capacity at any time."
Wu Heng glanced at the tightly packed boxes of supplies and nodded with satisfaction, "Continue production. Especially prepare more radios and experimental supplies."
"I understand." Li Yahong responded promptly.
The two walked through the warehouse area and completed the inventory carefully.
Wu Heng asked Li Yahong to return to the central area first and leave the rest to him.
After Li Yahong left, Wu Heng opened the gate and started letting the skeletons move the goods.
The skeletons were lined up in long rows, moving boxes of items in perpetual motion. The entire venue was filled with the sounds of footsteps and boxes moving.