Xue Ba passed the items wrapped in clean gauze to Gu Jun. "These are the five pieces of parchment. They have foreign characters on them."
Gu Jun accepted them and carefully peeled off the gauze. Instantly, he saw a small stack of yellowed ancient papers.
This was the paper of the foreign world. Lenton's blueprints and Rayani's diary were made of the same material. They looked like parchment, but not necessarily.
His thumb caressed the paper lightly. It felt like he was touching something familiar that he had not seen for a long time. It was similar to when he held the Carlop scalpel. It was definitely something from the foreign world.
The scalpel had fallen among the rocks, but now it had been found and placed inside the team's medic kit. At the time, Xue Ba was the only one in the team who noticed that he was holding the scalpel in his hand when he cast the spell.
Gu Jun explained that it was the scalpel that triggered some of his hidden memories, and that was how he managed to break free from the spell.
"Look at what's written on it?" Xue Ba asked. "If you feel any discomfort, stop immediately. If Uncle Dan sees this, he'll scold me again. " Xue Ba sighed. It was not that he did not care about Gu Jun's safety, but if they could not find the exit, the whole team would have to sacrifice themselves.
"Is it about those spells?" Lin Mo's face lit up with anticipation. He really wanted to understand this field of knowledge.
The others were still cleaning up the battlefield. Lou Xiaoning, who was under surveillance, could only stand there and watch Uncle Dan and Zhang Huohuo work on the autopsy.
"It shouldn't be …" Gu Jun scanned through the first page and felt that it was not the case. "It appears to be information about the banyan tree."
The papers were ancient, but the words were blurred. It was clear that they were not written by the members of the Afterlife Cult. Gu Jun had no idea how they ended up in their hands.
Gu Jun had mastered more than 1,500 foreign words, so he could understand the content of the papers. He read them carefully and read them out softly in Chinese.
Scattered sentences were written on the paper, like random thoughts from a travelogue. The sentences did not appear to be connected, but they were talking about the same thing. The handwriting exuded a strong sense of disorder and arrogance. The person who wrote these words was definitely very old.
[There are only banyan trees and stones in this city, especially the one in the center of the city.]
Banyan tree was naturally a translation. Gu Jun felt that this was how the word should be translated, because it referred to the giant tree with twisted branches around the altar.
Hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but ask, "This city is referring to the high-walled space? The banyan tree in the center of the city refers to that withered tree? "
"I'm afraid so." Gu Jun nodded thoughtfully. Xue Ba reprimanded Lin Mo, "Don't interrupt. Let Ah Jun speak first." Gu Jun continued to recite.
[The stone path is filled with blood, and it has been flowing for four days and four nights.
Do trees cough? Do trees have blood?
I saw that in the place where the Goddess of Life gave birth to life, the piles of corpses merged into a new life form.
The sacrificial altar had already been destroyed, and the people who had escaped to block the altar did not escape death.
Many famous people from Carlott College had their coming of age ceremonies here. Rikers has always been a place of medical talent.]
"Carlott College?" This time, it was Xue Ba who interrupted because he remembered something else. "Didn't you say that the scalpel was marked with Carlop's name?"
"It should mean the same thing …" Gu Jun frowned. The tone of the paper regarding the disaster did not seem to be sad or regretful at all. The more he read, the more ominous he felt.
[Other than the capital, Rikers is the most famous place for medicine. Everyone says that the Goddess of Life lives under the ground here.
The stones in Rikers are always valued, and the banyan tree is always looked down upon.
Why can't humans be like the banyan tree?
A disease related to the banyan tree, like the new life formed from the pile of corpses? It's magnificent.
It must be interesting to create a disease here.
A new life form.
Will it be painful? The birth of life is inseparable from pain.]
At this point, Gu Jun stopped, and his face turned slightly pale. [Create a disease.]
Xue Ba's muscles bulged, and Lin Mo adjusted his glasses. Both of their faces darkened. It was the Malformed Banyan Disease. Was this disease man-made?
Creating diseases was not unfamiliar. In the history of war on Earth, both the East and the West had records of creating diseases for their enemies.
In the modern era, there was also the concept of biochemical warfare.
But … how did such a strange disease like the Malformed Banyan Disease come about? Who created it?
However, Gu Jun was already mentally prepared because he had seen the illusion of the sacrifice to the banyan tree. His heart tightened as he continued to read.
[If the stale does not pass, the new will not come.
The virus needs to cause mutation, and change can bring vitality.
There are many big banyan trees around the altar. They have existed for thousands of years, and it is time for some change.
They say that diseases are bad. Ignorant and inferior thoughts. You can only see more when you open your eyes.
Birth, old age, sickness, and death. If you do not accept diseases, you will not be able to explore the mystery of life.
Humans devour other life forms to grow, and other life forms can also devour humans to grow. This is fair.]
As Gu Jun read these words, his veins pulsed with a slight chill. There was a strange sense of familiarity to these words …
What made him even more confused was that … from a certain perspective, these words seemed to have their own logic.
[The virus has been planted. I want to sit in the banyan tree and admire.
Remove their limbs and replace them with the branches and leaves of the banyan tree.
These banyan trees can let different worlds see the same light.
Disease is also a kind of cure, and death is a superficial concept.
Only pain can create, and only destruction can sublimate.
They create light.
I create light.]
"..." Looking at the name at the bottom of the fourth page, Gu Jun's face darkened even further. But he should have thought of this a long time ago.
The people from the Afterlife Cult sacrificed to the banyan tree, placed him inside the tree hole to worship, and spread the Malformed Banyan Disease, all to summon the demon …
When he saw the Malformed Banyan for the first time in the stadium, some vague feelings became clear like thunder and lightning. The strange beauty, the exquisite design … A species that could become an ecosystem on its own, a magnificent tower built on top of the ruins … Gu Jun pressed his hand against his throbbing head. He thought back to the time when he first saw the Malformed Banyan at the stadium.
'Is this the light mentioned on the paper? '
"Ah Jun? Ah Jun? "Noticing the change in his expression, Xue Ba hurried to ask," Are you alright? "Lin Mo said urgently," Captain, call Uncle Dan over. "
Gu Jun looked at the creepy giant trees around him, and he could only see a sea of gray.
He turned to the name at the bottom of the paper.
Son of Misfortune.
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