Han Lang was shocked. Xiao Lin's blood was half red and half gold.
Clearly, this was not the color of human blood. According to Han Lang's knowledge, the Golden Bloodline belonged to the Beast Race. There were only two main bloodlines among humanoid lifeforms: the Red Bloodline and the Dark Bloodline.
Moreover, the Dark Bloodline did not mean that the blood was pitch-black. To be precise, it was a dark red. Because the color was darker, it looked more like black. Lu Yao and Luo Ying both belonged to the Dark Bloodline.
Under certain circumstances, the Dark Bloodline and Red Bloodline could be reversed, such as intermarriage. After a man and a woman of the two bloodline races intermarried, their offspring might inherit the Red Bloodline or the Dark Bloodline, or they might be in between the two.
If the genes mutated, a pure Black Bloodline would be born.
In short, be it red or black, they were all normal bloodlines of humanoid lifeforms, but the Golden Bloodline was definitely not.
"Could Xiao Lin be a hybrid between humanoid lifeform and Beast Race? Is that possible? It doesn't make sense in genetics, "Han Lang guessed.
Xiao Lin did not notice Han Lang's strange expression. He let out three drops of blood and immediately used ointment to mend his wounds.
Ka ka ka ka!
At this time, a heavy mechanical sound came from under the floor. It sounded like an ancient password lock was being unlocked step by step.
"We have to wait a few minutes. Uncle's mechanism is very complicated," Xiao Lin explained to Han Lang.
Han Lang nodded. He decided to keep this secret in his heart. Before he figured out the truth, he definitely wouldn't tell anyone. After all, he trusted Xiao Lin. No matter what kind of bloodline Xiao Lin had, Han Lang would always trust him. This honest and sincere youth never had any bad intentions.
A few minutes later, an altar-like bookcase rose up.
Just like the environment, the bookcase was also gold. There were ancient carvings of many wolves on it. The craftsmanship was very exquisite.
These wolves were of different sizes, but they all had one thing in common. Their eyes shone with intelligence. A pack of wolves was lying under a tree, sleeping. One was standing guard in the treetop. The mother wolf was scratching the lice of the pups in her arms. The male wolf brought a grouse from afar and placed it on the bonfire.
Han Lang had seen a Golden Bloodline wolf before. It was a White Wolf that had terrifying fighting strength. Although it died at Han Lang's hands in the end, it still brought him quite a bit of trouble.
The wolves in these pictures were gray in color. The sculptor had used an ingenious technique to carve out shadows. Each wolf's back looked like it was being projected by a shadow.
"Look, this is my granduncle's book, the Gold Grimoire." Xiao Lin said to Han Lang.
While Han Lang was in a daze, he took out the Gold Grimoire from the bookshelf and passed it to Han Lang.
Xiao Lin was really not scheming at all. If it was someone else, they would definitely hide a Gold Grimoire that was passed down from generation to generation. However, Xiao Lin directly handed it to an outsider like Han Lang.
When Han Lang received the Gold Grimoire, he was shocked by its weight. It was so heavy, it probably weighed a ton. If he only looked at its outer appearance, it would at most weigh a few dozen kilograms.
The Gold Grimoire was like a large encyclopedia. There were pictures on the pages, but these pictures were not of a pack of wolves. Instead, it was the back view of a person. His face could not be seen, and the back view was quite thin.
Han Lang casually flipped through a few pages and realized that these words were really very strange. They were like planets with different structures. Some of the planets had star rings, some were filled with rivers, and some even had towering mountains.
These words that looked like planets formed paragraphs and chapters. The paragraphs and chapters were like unknown galaxies, star fields, and star rivers.
The Star Language was far from any language that humans knew of. Even if Han Lang had outstanding intelligence, he could not understand the inner meaning of these Star Language at all.
"You like to read this?" Xiao Lin asked curiously when he saw Han Lang concentrating on reading.
Han Lang nodded his head and said with a smile, "I'm a curious person."
Xiao Lin shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm not interested. My head hurts after looking at it a few more times."
"Since you're so interested, you should keep it. Don't lose it."
Swoosh ~
Han Lang was shocked, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
Xiao Lin added, "It's okay. I've read from my clan's diary that the words in the Gold Grimoire can't be taught. In other words, people who should understand it will naturally understand it. For people who don't understand, it's useless even if you teach them."
"If you want to read it, then read it. If you can understand it, tell me. I'm also quite interested. Of course, it's best not to lose it. Although thieves can't understand the Gold Grimoire, it's still a pity to lose it."
Han Lang nodded and kept the Gold Grimoire into the Moon Scar.
There was actually such a strange book in this world. It was really an eye-opener for Han Lang. In comparison, those classical books and disc-style books were really weak. The Gold Grimoire had its own anti-piracy system.
After taking away the Gold Grimoire, Han Lang and Xiao Lin returned to the fort. Lance and the others had already packed up most of the Fission Metal that Xiao Tian Lang had accumulated when he was alive. They were packing it up and transporting it back to the base.
Xiao Lin was a person who worshipped nature. In his eyes, the Fission Metal was no different from those flowers and grass. He even felt that there shouldn't be any buildings in the world. It was best to restore the world to its original chaotic state.
In addition, his Great Uncle Xiao Tian Lang was now a dregs, so he no longer wanted to stay in this underground fort.
Luo Ying and Ye Weiwei were holding Xiao Bao in their arms intimately. They kept saying that they wouldn't let Xiao Bao go and throw him away anymore, as if Xiao Bao had suffered a lot. In reality, Han Lang's body was still sore. He didn't see the two of them come to comfort him. Maybe they were embarrassed.
When they returned to the base, Han Lang quietly found 9527 and asked him about some things.
"Are we in the eastern part of the Dark Web?" Han Lang asked.
"The Dark Web is like the universe. It's boundless. How can you distinguish between north, south, east, and west? The eastern part is just a popular legend among the five big groups. It's not scientific."
"Some people think that the Dark Web is not three-dimensional like the universe. It's more like a network, flat. The five big groups and the cursed area are located in the eastern part of this network. Needless to say, many people believe this unreliable rumor," 9527 answered as he worked.
"Do you know about the Dark Web Leaderboard in the eastern part?" Han Lang asked again.
"I do. It's just some bored people who ranked the strongest experts of the five big groups according to their combat power. There are a total of 100 people. Jianjia's grandfather, Dew Qiulin, is on this list. There's also Luo Ying's father, Luo Shuihan, who is ranked fourth," 9527 said.
"Luo Ying's father is ranked fourth? Then who's number one? "Han Lang asked again.
9527 smiled, put down the work at hand, and said, "Of course it's the God of Pantheon, Jacquai. He's the founder of the Pantheon Group and used to be my old leader. You're really strange today. Why are you asking about this?"
"Luo Shuihan, Jianjia, Qiulin, Jacquai. These are all people who are very far away from us, not to mention the Eastern Expert Leaderboard. Even the strongest person here, Sima Hunfeng, can't be on this list."
Han Lang nodded and told 9527 about his encounter with Yuchi Dao today.
Unexpectedly, 9527 laughed. "I say, so you met that clown. That's right, Yuchi Dao's name is indeed on the list, but it was he who begged someone to add his name on it. He's ranked 101st! It's the extra name on the list!
Because of this, the five big groups laughed at him for a long time. Some people even suspected that he added his name on the list himself. Unfortunately, we couldn't find the person who made the list, so we couldn't verify it with him.
"In short, Yuchi Dao the clown is a joke, but he's quite popular with the five big groups. Many people like to hear him brag. That exuberant expression is more exciting than a play. Coupled with his rich imagination, he's very good at making up stories, and he often comes up with some wonderful stories."
9527 told many more stories about Yuchi Dao the clown. When talking about this person, 9527 looked very happy. It was obvious that no one took Yuchi Dao seriously. In everyone's eyes, he was just a braggart.
However, Yuchi Dao also benefited a lot from this. Usually, the five big groups were hostile to each other. The borders were closed, and the inspection was very strict. But no matter where Yuchi Dao went, people treated him like a guest of honor. Listening to him brag and making fun of him, he did not get angry and continued to brag even more.
"Sigh, when you mention Yuchi Dao, it reminds me of a lot of things in the past. During the Warring States Period, there were no big groups at that time. Everyone was just a small force, and they were quite friendly when they met each other.
"Later, it became different. After the five major groups were established and the territory was completely divided up, the former friends became enemies. I've never known how the founders fell out with each other. It's said that it was to fight for something. Who cares, anyway, I'm no longer a part of Pantheon, so why should I worry about it?" 9527 said with some emotion.
Han Lang was puzzled. "Aren't you the founder of Pantheon?"
9527 shook his head and said, "I'm the chief architect, mainly responsible for technical work. There's still some distance between me and core figures like Luo Shuihan and Jacquet. Even Luoshui Qiulin knows a lot more than I do.
"Now that I think about it, I was only focused on developing the technology and setting up the plan. I had no idea what they were doing behind the scenes. Maybe they didn't intend to let me know."
9527 seemed very depressed as he thought of the sad things again.
He was the one who built the Pantheon Group, but in the end, it had embarked on a path that he did not like. 9527 had always felt that the establishment of the Pantheon Group could restore peace and let everyone get along well.
However, things did not go as he wished. The five major groups embarked on a path of hegemony. Not only did the number of people who died because of the war not decrease, but it also increased.
Coupled with the intrigue and dark inside stories, 9527 was discouraged by all kinds of phenomena, which finally made him give up the Pantheon Group that he had built with his own hands.
Han Lang did not want 9527 to be too sad, so he hurriedly changed the topic. "By the way, I have another question. Do you know anything about the Golden Bloodline?"
9527 said, "Oh, only the beasts have the Golden Bloodline. Like the Frozen Wolf that you fought, any beast with the Golden Bloodline is at least of that level. It's very powerful. I guess even Black Egg is a soul beast with the Golden Bloodline."
"What about people with the Golden Bloodline?" Han Lang asked again.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this question came out, 9527's expression changed drastically.
He grabbed Han Lang with a gloomy face and gripped Han Lang's arm tightly with both hands. He squeezed Han Lang's arm so hard that it turned blue. He asked quickly in a tone that made him lose his composure, "Who did you hear this from? Have you seen people with the Golden Bloodline? Did they come back? Are they? "
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