Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 15 The Legend of the Gods

The bonfire was warm, and Lin Shuang sat in front of the bonfire, peeling acorns, and told the story of Xiahe Village to the four "refugees" in front of him.

She could have left right away, but the guilt in her heart made her always want to do something, and it happened that these refugees did not handle acorns efficiently - and this happened to be her way of repaying them.

".So, you don't actually have to worry about whether the nuts are intact, after all, they will be cooked into a paste in the end."

Qin Chuan on the side watched with interest. He came to Chen Jiu and said:

"Look, I just said that brushing up the favorability level is useful, so isn't that just another skill that was wasted?"

Chen Jiu couldn't laugh or cry. He had not expected this development.

But the question is, why are you learning this stuff?

Return to reality and be a hamster?

——

etc.

Chen Jiu suddenly realized that he had made a mistake.

The criterion for judging whether it is useful is how it works in reality, but in fact, real players don't think so.

In their eyes, any prostitution skill can allow them to develop better in this game. This is an intuitive sense of gain.

Sure enough, those who know the truth are double-traveling, and those who don’t know the truth are the ones who truly enjoy the game.

Thinking of this, he smiled happily.

Yes, that's it, you guys enjoy the game and help me do some work, and when my E-level permissions are unlocked, we can share the profits together!

So, he praised Qin Chuan very much, saying a lot of free compliments such as "top understanding" and "he is indeed a good player".

Chong Niang and Wig also admitted that Qin Chuan's bug card was good. He finally felt proud and proud. He was no longer the self-deceiving Kong Yiji.

After learning how to peel acorns, Qin Chuan took the insect girl out hunting with a bow on his back, leaving Chen Jiu and the wig behind to look after the house - he wanted to test how hunting would turn out without Chen Jiu's perception.

How difficult.

Wig, on the other hand, chatted nonchalantly with Lin Shuang. This method of communication without fixed dialogue options made her feel very novel.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"No, we usually only have lunch and dinner."

"What are you eating?"

"Eat buckwheat and bitter rice, sometimes dried meat, and nuts."

"What do you use to cook? Do you use a pot? Where does the pot come from?"

"With pots, every year people go outside the mountains to exchange for some daily necessities, but not this year because the ice wave is coming."

"What exactly is ice tide?"

“very cold weather”

"Do you have electric heating? Do you know how to use electricity?"

"I don't know what you are talking about. But I heard that there are people outside who can control the power of thunder and lightning."

"Oh, it seems you don't understand what electricity is. Do you know electromagnetic induction?"

"I do not understand what you said."

"What about Newton's laws? Do you know them?"

"not understand"

"Uh, what about math? Can you do arithmetic? Do you know calculus?"

"I can count, but few people can count."

Hearing this, Wig nodded thoughtfully, then turned to Chen Jiu and said:

"This NPC's intelligence is limited."

"It seems that the level of science and technology here has indeed declined - no, not just the level of science and technology has declined, it should be said that the entire level of science has declined."

"They are like people from the Middle Ages. They don't understand anything. The background of this game is the end of the earth. This is also the territory of China. I wonder how much of our civilization is still left on this land."

"Perhaps you can ask her if she can recite ancient poems."

Chen Jiu came up with an idea.

"good idea!"

The wig looked happy, then turned to Lin Shuang and continued to ask:

"Can you recite ancient poems?"

Lin Shuang was stunned for a moment. What this woman said just now made him confused. He had almost never heard what she said.

Do you seem stupid in comparison?

However, if you say that you can really memorize ancient poems.

"I know a few songs. The village chief taught us."

"Come and listen!"

Wig said excitedly.

Lin Shuang smiled awkwardly and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"When I was young, I didn't know the moon. I thought it was a white jade plate. I also doubted the Yao mirror, flying in the blue clouds."

"Gu Lang Yue Xing! This NPC actually knows how to do it!"

To be honest, Lin Shuang's reaction surprised Chen Jiu.

Even the most basic Newton's laws have been forgotten, so how come only ancient poems have been handed down?

"Where's down there?"

he asked curiously.

"Down there. Is there anything else down there?"

It seems that it has not been transmitted in full.

“Did you know that this poem is from before the end of time?”

Chen Jiu continued to ask.

"I know, and I know that this poem is not just before the end of the world, it should be said a long, long time before the end of the world. I heard that people at that time lived similar to us now."

"But I don't understand why the moon looks like a white jade plate."

Chen Jiu and Wig were stunned at the same time when he said this.

yes.

The moon above the red earth is never round at all times.

Because it is already riddled with holes, and the endogenous gravity is not enough to make it return to a round shape.

Viewed from the earth, it looks more like a polygon that is approximately circular but full of edges and corners.

"Maybe the moon wasn't like this at that time."

Chen Jiu had no choice but to explain it this way.

"maybe."

Lin Shuang's expression darkened slightly.

No matter what the moon looked like before, it would be impossible for her to see it now.

"What else do you know?"

Chen Jiu was very curious. He wanted to use Lin Shuang to understand the extent of cultural inheritance on this red land from a more detailed perspective.

"I know some myths and legends, as well as mythical characters."

"tell me the story!"

he asked with interest.

A pious expression appeared on Lin Shuang's face. She took a deep breath, calmed her expression, and then slowly spoke:

"I don't know much, but the most famous ones are probably the legends of the Sun God, the Sky Eye and the God of Agriculture.

Before the end of the world, the sun god created countless small suns on the red earth. These suns were driven by humans to bring heat to the cold places.

According to legend, these little suns can even use the power of the Sun God to drive giant steel beasts to move mountains and reclaim seas, and can also make giant blue luan birds fly into the sky and reach the moon palace."

"The Eye of Heaven is a god incarnated by a mortal. He used his supreme power to see the world-destroying demon crawling out of the sky tens of thousands of miles away, allowing the human race to prepare in advance and avoid the crisis of extinction."

"The God of Agriculture created countless seeds containing divine power. These seeds can take root and sprout even in the worst soil. Before the end of the world, he once brought infinite prosperity to Red Earth. At that time, most human races did not even need

Farming.

Even after the end of the world, we still use the seeds left by the God of Agriculture - although the power of these seeds is no longer what it used to be, it still nourishes the human race."

"Bitter rice is a relic of the God of Agriculture. We grew bitter rice on the brackish and salty land and relied on it to survive the most difficult period."

Looking at Lin Shuang with a pious face, Chen Jiu couldn't help but feel a little moved.

But soon, an idea flashed through his mind.

"They are indeed great gods. However, the gods you mentioned are like the God of Agriculture. His surname is Yuan, right?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next