The Record of Unusual Creatures Chapter 808: Beatrix and Baptiste
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Benjaya is sitting blankly beside the wandering heaven. Hao Ren suddenly startled her by talking. This little immature little virgin is as easy to get distracted as any child of her age. . After Hao Ren repeated her request again, Bernia hurriedly jumped up and ran into a small room at the back of the temple. After a jingle, she carefully held a small pottery jar and walked Came out.
As I said before, people ’s daily lives in this world are closely related to various spices. Spices are not only a kind of living material, but also involve religion, folk customs, etiquette and other aspects. Different types of spices are used in different occasions, some are used to worship gods, some are used to cleanse themselves, and some are used in the christening of newborns. The little jar taken by Bernia was filled with some off-white powder, which was made by her hand and baked with various herbs and magic. Hao Ren took some of this powder and felt a strong, licorice-like smell coming out of his nose. He took out ASanbaA: "Analyze."
"A small amount of ingredients that can affect the development of brain nerves can exert influence in early childhood brain development, reduce creative thinking ability and ..." ASanbaA said, circled around Bernia to determine the humanity of this world Physiological details, "and the tendency to independently criticize reality. But it does not affect intelligence and genetic factors. All in all, this is something that can be" obedient ", not clever, but if it is applied in large numbers to everyone , Can almost ensure the stagnation of the entire civilization. Of course, these remedies alone are not enough, and a whole set of education system is needed. I believe the tribes here have already done it. "
Hao Ren frowned: "Is this a protective measure?"
"If it is placed on ordinary civilization, this should be a crime, but here it is indeed a kind of protection," ASanbaA floats up and down, "The underground space of this world is not rich, and the entire planet has no energy- Without the sun, the energy stored by the planet itself is extremely limited. You should know how fast the highly developed human society can consume the life of the planet, so the human civilization here is stagnant, and the purpose should be to extend the life of the entire ecosystem. "
"This kind of spice was also taught by the goddess?" Hao Ren pointed to the small jar and asked Bernia. The latter quickly glanced at Vivian, his head twitching hard. Vivian continued to look like a bitter and hatredful: "... just let me teach you."
Hao Ren thought about it, put the spices aside, and continued to look at the diaries left by Beatrix. The witch is a scholar with an exploratory spirit, which is very different from her peers who only knew about the power of competition and the power of antiquities in her time. The record she left has a lot of space about her research in this world. Find. She even left a drawing: the drawing depicts the ancient things recorded on the stone slab by the tribe of fire and the tribe of the mountain. Beatrix believes that these things should be buried deep underground, she mentioned some of her unexplored adventure plans:
"... There should be many remnants in the depths of the earth. I found that there are abnormal fissures around some pillars of eternity. These fissures lead to the underground like a channel left deliberately. However, the pillar of eternity itself is this The "miracles" of the world, the locals believe that these pillars are the arms of giants, and going deep into the foundations of the pillars will tickle the giants and cause the sky to collapse, so I can only give up ...
"In the ancient times, the tribe of fire seemed to be a magical nation called 'Ebius". They were good at making flame-driven machines and magic equipment. I restored some things from their stone books. The drawings of these things are ... "
A lot of parchment papers on the back began to record the archaeological findings of Beatrix. She also mentioned some ancient heritages that are still preserved by members of the tribe. Hao Ren randomly read these things, and Bernia next to him began to sit and doze again. The little saint blew her nose bluntly, and her upper body dangled uncontrollably. A pie-shaped pendant hanging from her neck continually reflected the golden light in the light of the phlegm lamp. Heather Anna ’s eyes were suddenly attracted by the round cake. She woke up Bernia: "Little girl, let me see your pendant."
The little lady quickly released the pendant from her neck and handed it to Heather Anna.
Heather Anna originally thought it was a metal pancake for decoration, but when she got her hands, she discovered that it was something beyond precision. The perfectly round "pendant" is about the size of a pocket watch. The surface is made with laser-etched techniques to create complex and fine patterns, and some patterns are also inlaid with fine crystals that have been worn. Heather Anna bumped into a button next to the metal pie when flipping through the thing, so the device popped open, revealing the delicate mechanical structure and wiring inside, and some symbols were engraved on the inside of its cover With the text, Vivian glanced over curiously and read what was written above through the translation plugin:
"National Library-Episius Archive Manager Key-Can Replace Universal Identity Card"
"This is an ancient holy thing," Bernia wiped off her snot, and said seriously, "The saints passed down from generation to generation. This incarnation hosts the spirit of knowledge and the will of the goddess. "
"A delicate alchemy prop, mixing mechanics and magic principles," Heather Anna gently stroked the lines in the ancient key with her fingers. Although its exterior is worn, the interior is still well preserved. "There may be a ruin matching it underground?"
And Hao Ren is turning to the last few manuscripts, and Beatrix ’s record is coming to an end. She left these things in the last years of her life. At that time, her body was already suffering from various peculiar diseases. She realized that she had little time, and the more she was at the end of the manuscript, the more frequent she was. And clearly mentioned that his death is approaching.
"... I do n’t have much time. The more frequently I use magic and herbs to suppress the pain, the more intense it rebounds. My body ca n’t adapt to many substances in this world, and now these accumulated toxins It's almost my life. I have said goodbye to Mobeka (the tribal saint of that year). She can't accept this fact, but her fate is impermanent. Who can fight it?
"... Interestingly, as I approached death, I began to miss my hometown. Although the world was in the most difficult period, the witch and the wizard were subjected to indescribable terror, but they died alone. It does n’t seem to be too good in this distant foreign country. I have recently frequently recalled the things and acquaintances in my hometown, so that the work of deciphering ancient documents has also stalled. I may become vulnerable, but in these last days Here, no one is demanding that a witch in distress must be strong ...
"... Baptiste, please forgive me for mentioning your name at the end of everything, but I really think of you from time to time, I miss it so much that I dare not even take your name Write it anywhere or tell anyone, because every time I hear the name, it only makes me more deeply aware of how far apart we are. Perhaps you are still looking for my whereabouts now? How much do I hope I can talk to you now, the only thing I want to tell you now is-stay away from this place.
"There is no hope here, there is nothing here, this world is a chaotic space with back and forth, the knowledge I have taught you is far from enough to deal with the dangers here, so don't come to me."
The manuscript is over here.
In the last few chapters of the parchment, Beatrix ’s records are already a bit messy, and even a little indistinguishable from reality and delusion. These things were not written at once, but she spent a year reviewing her experience here and there for the past ten years, so the last few pieces of parchment should reflect the poor state of Beatrix at the time. But no matter how messy these words are, their meaning is still unmistakable:
The reason why Baptiste is looking for the second level of purgatory at all costs is here.
At this time, there was a footstep from outside the temple, and then a tribal warrior with red paint on his face suddenly rushed in: "Master Goddess, Lady Saint, and Sentinel caught an unknown person in the wilderness. "
(Departing in the afternoon to go to a classmate ’s wedding and come back in about two days, this chapter was updated earlier.) (To be continued.)