Tu Qishan was a little anxious. She had not seen sunlight for too long.
She was a little angry, but not just because of herself
“It’s still too late to hope, time is running out”
What she said was not the time of the world. For her now, she wished that the world would die soon.
"Don't worry, if your god is really who you say he is, he will take away everything."
Not long ago, in a lamp shop called Dawn, Tu Qishan saw the darkest reality in this world.
A seemingly elderly fox man received her as the store manager. To be precise, he took out the dagger the moment he saw the Sword of the Brave.
"when!"
If Tu Qishan hadn't been very strong, she really wouldn't have been able to stop the dagger from stabbing the old fox man into her own neck!
After just one meeting, he chose to protect his secret with his life.
However, facing a hero who has reached the rules level, it is difficult for a mortal to die even if he wants to.
Even after the restraint was completed, the other party remained silent and closed his eyes as if waiting for death.
Until Tu Qishan told her past and goals, the other party just opened her eyes and looked at her blankly, saying that it was useless to break the sky. If you don't believe it, you just don't believe it.
It wasn't until she remembered something she had seen before, wrote a "character", and asked its specific meaning that the other party was moved.
"It turns out that everything the prophecy said is true, and it is also true that the world is about to be destroyed."
The low murmur made Tu Qishan confused. How could she think of that place? But then, the shopkeeper spoke.
Although it cannot be called a confession, he admitted that his organization is called "Shu'al", or also known as "Knowledge Keepers".
Tu Qishan was a little confused and couldn't understand why she could become so candid after just writing a single character when she was just "looking for an opportunity" to hit someone to death.
"Because you have no way out. Many of us got on the ship inexplicably and had no choice but to get off the ship."
As the old man spoke, Tu Qishan's expression changed drastically. Only then did she realize that she had been tricked. The person who wrote the characters before might have planned to take her away with her.
"Look at me, I must be over thirty (the lifespan of the fox tribe is medium, the upper limit is 40). In fact, I am younger than you. I can even call you big sister. I am 12 years old, and I will soon die of old age."
There was regret and helplessness in the old man's words, but there was also no regret.
At least now, he still doesn't think there was anything wrong with his original choice.
"Knowledge is poisonous, the poison of time"
In this world, the sound waves containing information will not dissipate on their own, but when the words containing information enter the body, they will naturally transform into "the poison of time".
Lu Ping'an and his party have always been unable to understand. Do the local lords have such strong control? Can they easily succeed by banning writing and preventing development?
After all, writing is one of the processes of civilization evolution. When the intelligence of intelligent creatures reaches a certain level, they will naturally find ways to record their knowledge and memories. Many ancient writings are pictographs, which can even be regarded as a kind of
Painting, and this kind of "imitation" does not require any level of knowledge.
Maybe someone in a region or a village might use paintings to record their stories and knowledge. After a while, the murals/paintings turned into pictographs, and then new cultural circles continued to evolve.
When people around you find this "recording method" useful, they will naturally start to learn to use it.
After using it to a certain extent, people who find "painting" and "hieroglyphics" troublesome will simplify them and eventually form a convenient and easy-to-use local script.
This thing is the need of living things. It is so complete and successful that it is banned. Lu Pingping and his party cannot understand it.
"Regardless of any text, as long as it is a 'character' with information, and after it has been formed for a period of time and is recognized by many people, it will become a poison that curses the world."
The old man was a little sad. He knew that he might not live to be fifteen. What was even more sad was that with the destruction of the world, was the sacrifice of his own family and people like him really still meaningful?
The more she listened, the angrier Tu Qishan became.
In this world, information and consciousness are all of high quality. Those who bear "words" will be cursed by the world and their lives will be doubled.
The more outstanding scholars are, the faster they die. They mature at a high speed, research at a high speed, and die at a high speed. In order to preserve their achievements, more "gravekeepers" die.
She was angry not because she was also poisoned, but because she had been poisoned for countless years.
"We are just ignorant shepherds, we must be ignorant, we must be simple, we must be ignorant."
The world has used an extremely cruel method to determine that the earthly realm will remain unchanged for thousands of years. Those who have endured the poison of words will naturally accelerate their decline.
If they leave these things to their children, those children will die quickly, and each generation will live shorter.
"We are the cattle and sheep of God and the world. We are the stupidest ones among a group of ignorant blind people who have opened their eyes. We are the tombkeepers, guarding the tombs of our ancestors and also guarding our own tombs.
Possessing words and knowledge has become a sin in this world.
In this way, the world has eliminated the possibility of the birth of "civilization" and kept it in a state of efficient pasture.
It's no wonder that those who descended from the upper world would turn around and leave without hesitation after completing their tasks. If they didn't leave, they who already had a certain amount of knowledge would die here quickly.
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This seems to be unsolvable
"We have recorded history. Civilization has actually been reshaped at least five times. Our race was once separated by various races. Our race was once interracial and infertile. We have too much history and past."
As he spoke, the store manager had more and more age spots on his face.
He committed a crime by passing on knowledge, so he is hastening his death from old age.
However, he no longer hesitated to enjoy his old body without hesitation, and the "young man" who was always under the threat of death and decline saw the hope of liberation.
"Since you have also been poisoned, can you keep it for me? My knowledge is in the store. The knowledge of the ancestors is recorded in those worn-out lamps. You only need to use special light to reflect it. My knowledge
The record is also there, it’s the red headlight.”
The "old man" and "young man" laughed. He cursed himself countless times for suffering such a fate, but at this time, he felt a little dazed, confused and even a little happy.
"It turns out that what I fear most is not death, but that after death, no one will be able to guard my 'grave', and all knowledge will be forgotten by time."
The old man is aging rapidly and seems to be dying right now.
"I refuse."
But this female warrior refused righteously.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then sighed, shook his head, and then laughed again.
What he regrets is that knowledge may be cut off, and this "brave" will destroy it.
He smiled, but it was
"Even if my light goes out, there are still countless small lights on this river."
As he said that, the old man closed his eyes and prepared to face his fate.
But at this moment, a powerful vitality was poured directly into the old man's body.
He opened his eyes in surprise and saw a pair of angry red pupils.
"You can keep these tombs and this knowledge by yourself, and as a brave man, I will protect you, the custodians of knowledge."
The brave man seems to have finally found the one he protects.