Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 311: Father’s bone (5000,1/3)
The exit that Qingchao and the others took, on the map recorded in the silver chip, is actually not for people, but for freight.
If the transportation tower hadn't been raised, it would take a long time to swim from that place, and no one knew where it would arrive.
But if you think about it carefully, the people on his side are either crew members or pirates, and there are several sublimators. As long as there is no storm outside, they will not be drowned due to their water quality.
And to be honest, it is safe because it is a cargo entrance and exit.
On the other hand, Yin En and the others walked through, although it was said to be a serious front door, the road was much more dangerous.
After all, this is a 'main entrance' where there are basically monster lairs and ancient traps along the way.
"Is there something wrong with the natives, putting so many traps here at the exit of their holy land?!"
When dismantling the eleventh inductive gas trap he was in charge of, the pirate captain Andor couldn't help complaining loudly: "Do they want to go out or don't want to go out!?"
Actually, eleven is already considered a small number. Most of the demonic beasts wandering here over the years have been destroyed, leaving only a few traps and toxin traps that can be reused and have a relatively high shelf life.
"It's not surprising. The Sequoia natives probably lost control of the core of the ruins after the battle with the brain-eating worms. After losing their living environment, they had to fight against the monsters released from all walks of life. The so-called The Holy Land is just a place of residence after they lost their settlement.”
Compared to Andor, who still needs to use tools and hands to disarm the trap, Yin En's method of solving the trap is much simpler-he only needs to raise the water gun from time to time, aim at several places, and the inside of the trap Organs or inscriptions will be destroyed and corroded.
"These traps are probably used by the natives to deal with the monsters in the ruins."
Looking around, Yin En felt that it was almost cleaned up, and then led the way for everyone to move forward.
While walking, he sighed with emotion: "After all, these traps are very primitive, so it can be seen that the Sequoia natives at that time had lost quite a lot of technology..."
Others don't have Yin En's spiritual power, so naturally they can't be like him. They just look back and piece together the entire history of the Sequoia people gradually becoming Sequoia natives.
For them, the Sequoia people fought against the brain-eating worms, and finally had to leave the base, lost their technology, and became the ancestors of the Sequoia natives today. This reason is completely sufficient.
The Sequoia people locked the entire ruins before they left, so that the brain-eating worms could not get high-quality brain parasites, so they weakened instead. Brain-eating worms revived.
At this moment, everyone is walking in a cave area with no traps, all the way up, spiraling forward.
The water vapor is getting thicker and thicker, making the mist hazy. With the faint light around, everyone can see a vast hall and the ruins of the gathering place looming at the end of the corridor in front of them. Well, it looks like a small village.
A closer look revealed that it was indeed a small village, made of rocks and a strange aquatic plant, surrounded by more than a dozen large camps, and enshrined in the middle was a 'radiation-proof village' like the one in the main control room. Clothing' portraits, and some traces of sacrificial offerings can be vaguely seen.
The mist filled the ancient underground villages and towns, which made the ancient underground villages and towns look a little gloomy, especially in some camps, there are still many deformed human skeletons. Already starting to feel a little hairy.
But the words now are just lamenting the history of the Sequoia people.
"Wait, why are these deformed human bones so familiar?"
Looking at it for a while, Yin En felt that something was wrong. He took a closer look, and was surprised to find that in some camps, there were still some training warehouses like the one he saw at the entrance of the cave where he first entered the ruins.
Different from the areas where people with parasitic abnormalities still live, these training warehouses have been left unmaintained and have long ceased to function.
These human bones surround the training chamber, even piled up into hills, but what is shocking is that there are even traces of shaved flesh on these human bones.
"Cannibalism? They are short of food, have they started cannibalism?"
"When resources are expensive and scarce, simply eating human flesh is not considered a sin, only treating people as livestock and slaughtering them."
Both Master Gesai and Bishop Baiwu have come to this conclusion
However, when Yin En saw these training warehouses and piles of human bones, Yin En vaguely saw bursts of visions.
Time seems to be crossed.
Two tall figures stood in front of the training warehouse and initiated a heated discussion.
【There is not enough biomass. The xenobiotics hunted have either been parasitized or cannot be fully utilized. It is difficult to use their flesh and blood to cultivate clones... After all, is it really meaningful for us to persist like this? 】
[It is difficult to use, if we do not replenish the population, we will not only be wandering Sequoia remnants in the outside world, but humanoid beasts that will be swallowed by nature... Not only can technology not be passed on, we can't even deal with it Those mutant creatures from outside! 】
[Remnants... Haha, can we still call ourselves Remnants now? Look at those clones, because they grow up too fast and their intelligence is underdeveloped, it will take at least one or two generations before they can recover their stable thinking ability. Just leading such a group of monkeys, we can also call ourselves Sequoia remnants! ? 】
【Why are you angry at me? We, as survivors, cannot give up hope no matter what - what's more, what about low intelligence? When our ancestors were still ape-men, they were able to work together and pass on various primitive skills. At most, these clones were unable to understand some more complicated concepts. Their bodies were transformed new humans just like us... ...They have enough potential to become healthy and intelligent beings like us, and it is we who push the seedlings and encourage them to become what they are...]
[... sorry... but what to do? There are no more than 20 survivors with Sequoia technology, and all others are clones. Even if our generation survived from the outside world with them, what about our descendants? How can we pass on this knowledge, this history? 】
[... with a ceremony]
[Ritual? 】
[Well. In the current situation, there is no way to use the method of teachers to impart knowledge to students. Because of the rapid development of these clones, they cannot understand the complex concepts of civilization, inheritance and glory, but they can use the roots of fear, sacrifice and ritual. Induced by things in instinct]
[Wait, you mean...]
【We want to be priests, priests, shamans and prophets—don't look at me like this, with our current productivity, do you still want to pay attention to quality education? Use rituals to teach them how to manipulate these complex instruments, use dogma to teach them what can be eaten and what cannot be touched, use oaths and taboos to restrict their actions, and use the concepts of family and tribe to make them feel a sense of belonging]
【However, we are Sequoia people, we have inherited the knowledge of Terra civilization, we can't... can't call out these primitive echoes that have been wiped out by our ancestors long ago...】
[Idiot! No more Sequoias! The Sequoia people, like the Terra civilization, have long since perished! We are the last remnants of Sequoia, the lost dogs who can only escape from our hometown! 】
【I, I know, but... I'm in so much pain... Weima, I, I, I'm really... I'm really not reconciled... Why did it become like this... Why did we come to this ...]
【...don't cry...well, who knows. Human beings can't keep rational all the time. The ancestors have been locked in this cage for hundreds of years, enough time for a dynasty to collapse. It's not surprising that they are crazy]
【Okay... well. But then again, even if the flesh and blood of these alien species are adjusted, it is difficult to produce normal clones. Most of them are deformed, and some even died just after they escaped from the training chamber... There is not enough food, We can't really let them eat people, even if it's just cloned corpses, right? 】
【...I have an idea about cloning materials. Didn’t my father and his generation ask old people and dead fighters to donate their bodies? But now it seems not enough. I think it is necessary to add a ceremony]
[What exactly is the ceremony? 】
[Sacrifice ceremony. Everyone cuts off a part of their own flesh and blood, and uses it as biomass to piece together the raw materials for a human clone... Our companions should not have any objections, but for those human clones, this process is more painful, and we must give them a reason, even if it is false]
【...There is no other way, let's say that this kind of sacrifice can please the spirits of the ancestors, and get protection... After the sacrifice, adjust the temperature, and then send more monster meat, with our physical fitness, regeneration and healing It won't take a few days]
【Well, let's do it. As for the name of the ceremony...you have to think of something nice and easy to understand】
【How about a pure sacrifice? 】
【Well, a good name—the pure one gave his flesh and blood to create a brand new companion... Sure enough, the name should be nicer】
The illusion dissipated.
Yin En shook his head slightly, he didn't show anything on the surface, but in his heart he felt a sense of absurdity while feeling emotional.
"It turns out that this is the origin of the indigenous sacrificial tradition and sacrificial shaman culture...Because of insufficient population, a large number of clones with underdeveloped brains had to be copied as the basic population. Next, through time, these The clones will naturally return to normal humans."
In this way, the process of how the Sequoia people became the Sequoia natives entrenched in the South Ridge is completely understandable.
The so-called homicide sacrifice, going back to the original source, is nothing more than taking off a part of their own body as the biological basis for cultivation, so the probability of distortion is relatively small, so it is called 'pure'.
"The best and highest quality biomass is needed to cultivate the most complete clones, so it is called pure sacrifice."
Staring at the cultivation warehouse in front of him, Yin En didn't need to use the vision to know that the ancestors of the indigenous people used the corpses of various monsters and their own flesh and blood to replenish a large population, and then left Sequoia base.
As for how this ceremony evolved into the ritual of killing people and offering sacrifices...
Time flies, and in the face of time, there is nothing that is immortal... Needless to say, people's hearts.
The portrait in the anti-radiation suit was already covered with mottled traces of moss. Yin En looked past it and saw the 'gate' behind the village.
This gate is made of a strange crystal, with a very artistic shape. There are seven crystal lamps in the shape of stars inlaid on its top, flowing light like a vortex, and there are inscriptions in operation.
"[Purify the air] [Adjust the temperature] [Sterilize] [Remove the odor] [Invigorate the spirit] [Video recording] and [Glow]."
Yin En whispered to himself, he saw that these seven crystal lamps were inscription utensils made into decorations by the civilization of the previous era, and they were used to provide services to all those who walked through this door.
I have to say that this is really perfect. If it is running at full capacity, this gate with faint crystal halo is like the gate of heaven. As long as you step through it, you will be refreshed. Eliminate the odor and enter an underground base with an extremely suitable temperature.
This is the last hurdle the Sequoia people retreated to after losing all their technology and being forced to leave the settlement, and there are still such services.
The Great Elder may be wrong about everything, but there is only one thing right, that is, living in the Sequoia base is definitely infinitely more comfortable than living on the ground...
No wonder no one wants to accompany him to the surface.
Aside from other things, the tropical climate of Nanling and all kinds of poisonous insects, compared with the days of enjoying the air-conditioning inside the Sequoia Base, there is almost no need to describe, as everyone knows how to choose.
Of course, the fact that the bugs inside the base are much more dangerous than mosquitoes needs another discussion.
"This door seems to be completely sealed and requires a key to open it."
While Yin En was observing the crystal lamp on the gate, Master Gesai was also studying the five-meter-high crystal door. He knocked on the door and said in surprise: "This is not an ordinary door—it is A four-defense door, with a four-layer structure, can isolate radiation, biochemical, spiritual energy and temperature changes..."
"Its outermost layer is a kind of man-made perfect crystal, which is extremely strong, and it is fused with Morion steel, which can be repaired by itself, but the inner layer...is actually made of fine gold alloy?!"
Master Gesai is still speechless, even he has never thought of using fine gold to make doors—even if it is an alloy with a low content.
This kind of thing is not to say that it is the best use of everything, but at least it is a waste of everything.
"Could it be that the pre-epoch civilization has mastered the technology of man-made fine gold?" He doubted so much.
And Yin En stepped forward, observed for a while and said: "Now I am the master of the maze, and I can open this door."
Of course, this is not the credit of the master of the maze, but the highest authority held by Yin En. If the Sequoia people did not have four key cards, they would not be able to open the door blocked by the highest order, but after all, they would not be able to open the door. A man who knows this can easily blame the Lord of the Labyrinth for everything.
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Buzz...
Sand dust falls from the top of the gate, like flower petals blooming, and like closed sawtooth retreating one by one, the four-layer staggered gate slowly opened, like a giant beast opened and it was closed for thousands of years huge mouth.
At once, a fresh sea breeze came.
"Wow, this taste..."
At this moment, Isengard couldn't help expressing a sigh of emotion—although the interior of Sequoia Base is well ventilated, it is far from the real air in nature.
Even Yin En took a deep breath. Although the place is still a certain distance from the sea level, and the wind is quite cold and humid, it has a freshness full of vitality, which makes people feel refreshed.
——They have indeed left the ruins...and came to the real outside world.
"Let's go, there is no danger."
Scanning it with psychic energy, Yin En felt that it was unnecessary, after all, Bishop Baiwu was right next to him.
Although this old man doesn't speak, as long as there is danger or a trap, he will definitely help.
He took the lead out of the gate of Sequoia Base.
Then, he came to another indigenous 'Holy Land'.
At the exit of the Sequoia Base Gate, there is a rather bright cavity, inlaid with many fluorites, which can emit bright light without lighting the lights.
Under the light yellow fluorescent light, it can be seen that there are a large number of altars and totem murals on both sides of the cavity outside the door, and in the center of these altars is a portrait wearing a radiation protection suit—just now However, Yin En still didn't understand why the aborigines used such portraits as objects of worship.
However, after recalling the communication between the two figures, Yin En realized something: "If we say that the initial portraits are just a 'reminder' that they are the 'maintainers of the ruins'."
"Then the follow-up portraits are really commemorative—these portraits in protective clothing actually represent the ancestors of the Sequoia natives."
"The symbol of those who once lived, multiplied, and maintained the entire base in the Sequoia Base!"
"Represents...true Sequoia people, not 'Sequoia Natives'."
This holy place is obviously a later generation. When the Sequoia natives reached their peak, they returned to their "hometown" to worship their ancestors. They didn't collect all four key cards, so they couldn't open the gate, but they didn't want to go back. Because the ancestors must have left them with legends of parasites and demons.
The posture of the portrait in the center of the Holy Land is different from that of other places. In the past, there should be something in his right hand to accept sacrifices from all people, but it was taken away in later generations.
"Yin En, look, there seems to be some strange corpses here?"
Isengard took a few steps forward. He just wanted to see where the wind was blowing from, but he saw a simple bonfire camp in front of the indigenous altar.
And there are many corpses in armor and familiar uniforms around the camp, which confuses him: "These clothes...I seem to have seen them at Uncle Ayers..."
"Huh?"
Hearing this sentence, for some reason, Yin En suddenly had a strange emotion in his heart.
He turned and walked slowly towards where Isengard was standing.
The boy of Bai Zhimin passed the blond boy, staring at the row of bones in front of him, and saw those figures wearing familiar armor and fabrics.
"This is the armor and uniform of the Harrison Port Guard...it is the guard that disappeared in the first major storm fourteen years ago."
Yin En murmured to himself, he lowered his eyes and scanned all the bones in front of him, his eyes couldn't help flickering: "Could it be that..."
Isengard noticed that something was wrong with Yin En's state, but before he could express his concern, the boy heard Yin En's footsteps stop in front of a corpse.
Then leaned down and uttered a word that made Isengard stunned in place.
"Father..."
Yin En stared at the corpse in front of him, then gently stretched out his hand, stroking the armor and the bones behind the armor: "Sure enough."
"You are here."