Silent Crown Chapter 326: It’s better to return home early
"How was the result of divination?"
"Guest, your fate is really weird."
The elder sighed and said: "In light of revelation, you will meet what you are destined to encounter."
"..."
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a while, his expression twitching: Will he encounter something he is destined to encounter? Saying this is equivalent to not saying it! Friends, I’m less studying, don’t bluff me! Is your divination really useful?
The elder laughed, "Don't be angry, this is one of the best results."
Ye Qingxuan was speechless, he really didn't see any good results!
"When the Romulus Empire was still in existence, Master Chang Zhan was a prophet who served the emperor personally, and was responsible for interpreting the revelation from heaven for him. In this way, there are disasters and good news, but then There is nothing more reassuring than such a prediction.
The future will only lead to the future. Your destiny is chosen by you and will not be controlled by others. If you are the emperor, you will be ecstatic because of this revelation.
You will continue on the path of your destiny, and you can see that your future leads to darkness, and in that twists and turns, you may be able to have light. "
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and nodded:
"According to your auspicious words."
"Then, next, let's talk about business."
The elder was sitting opposite Ye Qingxuan, opened his clothes, and said faintly: "If I guessed correctly, you also came for the underground palace? Let's talk about the underground palace."
Ye Qingxuan sat up straight and listened respectfully.
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Hundreds of years ago, after the Romulus Empire officially fell apart, the remaining city-states still lingered in various places for dozens of hundreds of years. Until fifty years ago.
Like the previous empire, under the invasion of natural disasters, the last home of the Romulus, the city of wolf, was destroyed.
The phenomenon of ignorance and unconsciousness, the ‘mercury tide’ swept over that place, wherever it passed, everything was crushed to a flat bottom, and traces of mirror-like flatness still remained on the Thousand-mile Plain.
Looking down from the sky, that piece of silver and smooth land. It's like a tragic wound on the earth.
Since then, the Romulus have no home to speak of.
The Romulus people who wander around in various countries are engaged in the industry of the lower class, coolies, porters, thieves, robbers or prostitutes...the animalistic features left on them make them forever excluded from the mainstream society. .
Until twenty-six years ago, the survivor of the City of Wolf, Gaius, was due to his outstanding contributions and achievements in the development of the dark world. As a survivor with the blood of a demon, ascended to a high position in the Holy City Council, recognized by the kings, and blessed by the Pope.
With his efforts, many Romulus people were recognized. Gradually accepted and returned to society.
At that time, the image of Romulus people improved for a while, and they received sympathy and help from people. Thanks to Gaius's efforts, the lives of Romulus Wanderers are no longer depressed, and even with foundry industries such as workshops, they can make a little surplus.
Immediately thereafter, six years later, twenty years ago.
Gaius rebelled.
His army occupied the New World colony on the other side of the ocean, separated by the long sea. Openly rebelled against the rule of the kingdoms and the holy city.
For a time, the nations were in an uproar, and a wave of rejection and expulsion of the Romulus was set off. Overnight, the Romulus people who had been getting better were reduced to the level of everyone shouting and beating.
The whole process lasted for fifteen years.
The Romulus, who had no more place to stay, lost everything, became a wanderer, and embarked on an endless long road in the throwing and cursing of stones.
Finally, under the call of the six elders, they went to the wasteland in the south according to the ancient records, where they found the land that God had promised them.
It's just a matter of years. There are no fig trees and fragrant grasses, milk and honey are no longer flowing in the river, only the vast yellow sand is left.
This is Auschwitz, a paradise with nothing left.
The last gathering place of the Romulus.
"Want to make a living here. Always look for some industries."
The elder asked faintly: "If it were you, Mr. Ye, if it were you, what would you do?"
Ye Qingxuan was asked.
He really couldn't figure out how to make a living in such a damned place.
Drought and less water. It can't be planted at all. The vegetation is scarce and breeding is impossible. Within a radius of thousands of miles, there are only vast yellow sand and barren land, and hunting is also nonsense.
Business? To be more vicious, Auschwitz has no specialties except the Romulus. Except for the traffickers looking for slaves, it is difficult for others to find business opportunities from here.
After much deliberation, there is only one way left, which is the choice that Romulus once made.
"So, have you opened a mine?"
He sighed and understood the cause and effect.
After coming here, the Romulus people dig into mountains to survive, and signed an agreement with the Chainsaw Brotherhood. After borrowing a large loan, they found less rich mineral veins.
A few pieces of thin copper ore, a few pieces of rare iron ore, and some associated green gold, but they are not worthy of special mining.
Relying on them can feed a small town.
But it will not feed Auschwitz.
What's worse, during the excavation, remnants of the Romulus Empire were unearthed.
"Worse than the ruins."
The elder corrected him: "It's a cemetery. The dead elder looked through the ancient books and found that it was built by the emperor when the Romulus Empire was still alive.
It belongs to the resting place of the great men of the past.
Then? Then the digging stopped. No Romulus dared to continue to explore and blaspheme the spirits of the ancestors, which would put everyone's home fire to shame.
We can only seal the underground palace. Even the excavation of the copper mine has stopped. To be honest, we still owe a large loan to the Chainsaw Brotherhood. "
The elder skilfully rolled the fascinated magic cigarette, and said lightly: "After ten years, when the loan expires, I am afraid that the old men who can't change will sell themselves to do mechanical slave labor for them."
"..."
Ye Qingxuan was silent.
"Don't be sad, boy, this has nothing to do with you."
The elder is lying on the carpet, rolling a cigarette in one hand, stroking a bright red stone with the other, squinting his eyes, seemingly dreaming: "Where did we just say?"
"Cemetery."
"Yes, the cemetery."
The elder swallowed a mouthful of smoke in, and slowly spit out: "You will know the next thing. One of your three kings, the Yellow King, did not know why he ran into the cemetery of our ancestors.
Then the world evaporates inexplicably. If doom is a curse, then we are as if we are cursed by God, encountering such **** things one after another.
Now, you little guy musicians are here again, stirring up the wind and the rain at our door, and then going to our ancestral tomb to do things...but we can't do anything about it.
You said, what did we do wrong to get such punishment? "
Ye Qingxuan was speechless.
"I came here. Actually, I didn't know anything about the King of Yellow, nor did I know about the cemetery and underground palace."
He said: "I originally came here as an ancient scholar. I only wanted to heal people and save people. I didn't think about the holy city's award. I hope you can believe this, the elders."
The elder stroked his bare, shriveled belly and laughed: "This is the truth, I can hear it, continue. If I can help, I will cooperate with you."
"There is nothing to continue."
Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "Now things are out of the scope of my ability. I originally wanted to find a guide to help me lead the way in the underground palace. At least let me figure out whether that flu is related to the underground palace.
Elder, do you have any recommended candidates? I can provide reasonable remuneration. "
"..."
The elder was silent, no longer talking, just smoking a cigarette dreamily, staring at the smoke in front of him, immersed in the ease and comfort brought about by the drug.
After a long time, the cigarette that burned to the tip of his finger woke him up.
He raised his eyes, got up, and pinched out the cigarette.
"Then I'm sorry, Mr. Ye."
He said, "This alone can't help me."
"For a Romulus, there are three possibilities that will make him and you immortal. You insulted his ancestors, you extinguished his family fire. Also, you dug his ancestral grave.
Whether it is you or the holy city who made this request, we will not agree to it. Although your purpose is lofty, don't talk about it again in the future. "
"Sorry..." Ye Qingxuan was a little embarrassed: "I will pay attention to this in the future."
"You can go to the church. The old man should keep the records and some clues excavated that year."
The elder stood up and said: "I can only help you here. The rest has nothing to do with us. I hope the Holy City will not involve us in your affairs."
He paused and looked at the fine scales on his toes: "After all~IndoMTL.com~The price we paid for this sin of birth is enough."
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After lunch, Ye Qingxuan left the elder's house.
Lunch is very simple, but it is a rare thing that can be eaten in the last few days. It can be seen that Auschwitz is already a very generous hospitality.
After the meal, he again invited Ye Qingxuan to "hey" and was rejected, the elder enthusiastically sent Ye Qingxuan to the door. But when he was parting at the door, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his shoulder.
Just when Ye Qingxuan was surprised, the elder walked up and gave him an intimate hug.
"A piece of advice, Mr. Ye, you are a good person, so this is the only advice I can give you."
He whispered hoarsely in the ear of the teenager:
"—No matter why you are here, for your own sake, please leave this ghost place as soon as possible." (To be continued.)