"Strange smell? What do you mean? "Angor looked at Little Red curiously.
Judging from Little Red's tone, the smell must be something special. Could it be that Nakbi was hiding some kind of secret?
Angor always felt that his act of pretending to be the Riddler was too abrupt. If there was really something special about Nakbi, then his abrupt action at that time might have been a kind of omen?
Luigi was also looking at Little Red expectantly. Unlike Angor, Luigi was sure that Nakobi had something special about it. He just couldn't figure out what it was.
Since Little Red could sniff out more information, they might be able to get something from Little Red.
Little Red considered for two seconds and carefully chose her words. "The smell on Nakobi's body is very complicated. I won't talk about the ones I don't think have any meaning. For example, Analysis Number 656, 'Ignorance', Analysis Number 799, 'Cowardice' … "
Both ignorance and cowardice were already shown on Nakobi's body, so there was no need to go into detail.
What really puzzled Little Red was …
"It's a smell I've never analyzed before," Little Red said with a serious look. "So I don't have a specific number."
Little Red came up with the numbers herself. Each number represented a general piece of information.
The smell Little Red detected from Nakobi's body was something she didn't know about.
Little Red didn't have a specific number, but based on her previous experience, she figured out something like this: "Sleeping bloodline of the lost ones."
Sleeping, lost ones, and bloodline … These were the three pieces of information Little Red found. However, they all supported each other. Or rather, they were one.
This was why Little Red came up with something that sounded logical but also seemed to be wrong: "Sleeping bloodline of the lost ones."
"Sleeping bloodline of the lost ones?" When Luigi heard the analysis, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes. Without waiting for Lil 'Red to speak, he muttered to himself, "As expected, Nakbi has a hidden bloodline."
Luigi looked at Angor and Laplace. "When Behemoth named himself Naksu, we guessed that 'Naksu' was the bloodline information of an Inventor Rat, right?"
That was because the extremely clever inventor, Pi Feifei, had once given itself a name: Nakfi.
Behemoth had never seen Pi Feifei before, and without knowing Pi Feifei's old name, he had also given himself the name "Naxu", which was very similar to Naxu. There must be a hidden connection that outsiders did not know about.
At that time, Luigi had guessed that the Invention Mouse Clan might have bloodline information.
Many powerful races were born with this knowledge. Not only could they speak, but they also knew a lot of information about the outside world. Why did this happen? In the words of wizards, it was genetic information, or bloodline information.
Just like the Abyssal Elemental Dragon, it was born to use unique elemental attacks. Even if no one taught it, it could still use it well. The ratio and weight of its energy was more reasonable than many Elemental Sorcerers who had studied elements for their entire lives.
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The knowledge of using elemental energy was engraved in the bloodline of the Abyssal Elemental Dragon. Even a newborn Dragon Whelp could directly use it.
It could be said that the information passed down from one's bloodline was the most essential and powerful knowledge of a race.
A race with such information was either not weak, or had a powerful ancestor. Otherwise, there was no way to engrave such information in the bloodline of future generations.
Perhaps the Invention Mouse Clan's ancestor was a powerful being. And this powerful being left a lot of information in the bloodline, which was passed down from generation to generation.
Otherwise, where did the names "Naxu" and "Nakfi" come from? It had to be the information hidden in the bloodline.
Could it be that "Naxu" referred to the Invention Mouse Clan's "comfort zone", which was why it was named "Naxu"?
Luigi did not believe such a story.
He preferred to believe that it was a gift from the bloodline. However, only an Invention Mouse with a purer bloodline could find such information from the depths of its bloodline.
Among the current Invention Mice, only Naxu and Nakfi, two of them, managed to find traces of their ancestor.
This was only Luigi's thought before he came to the Dog House.
But now, Little Red's words seemed to have given Luigi a shot of confidence.
Wasn't the "Sleeping Vestigial Bloodline" hinting that Nakbi was hiding a mysterious bloodline that they had never discovered before?
If it was a hidden bloodline, it meant that there was a powerful being among the Invention Mouse Clan's ancestors. Otherwise, how could there be such a bloodline?
Angor knew what Luigi meant, but he was still a bit confused. No matter how he looked at it, Naxu did not seem to have a powerful bloodline.
But Little Red's information made him doubt himself.
Did Naxu, or the Invention Mouse Clan's ancestors, really have something powerful enough to pass down information in their bloodline?
Angor was not as excited as Luigi. Instead, he calmed himself down and asked Little Red, "Can you tell me what you think? If you think this information is special, there must be something special about it, right? "
Little Red found three key words: "Sleeping", "Legacy", and "Bloodline".
None of them were strange words. Angor believed that there must be a corresponding number for each of them.
After all, even a subjective word like "lonely" had a corresponding number. How could these three words not be included in the numbers?
But if they were not, why did Little Red say that they were special?
Little Red seemed to understand what Angor meant. "You're right. These three words all have their corresponding meanings. But they don't exist in Rat Clan. "
"Why?" Angor was puzzled.
"Because just like what I said just now, these three words can't be looked at separately when placed in a mouse. Instead, they are a mosaic and supporting whole."
They were integrated information.
It was precisely because they were one and the same that Little Red did not have such a short sentence that could express multiple meanings in her analysis of numbers. Little Red's analysis, on the other hand, was more of a single word.
Angor nodded. "I get it. But it's rare to see an integrated information. But I don't think it's strange either."
Therefore, Little Red felt that something was strange, or rather, abnormal. Where exactly was it?
Little Red considered for a moment. "These three words are one, and they should be analyzed as one. But I've never analyzed them as a composite. Let's split them up and talk about them one by one. "
Angor nodded noncommittally.
Splitting them up was not a big deal. All he needed to do was to put them back together in the end.
Little Red said, "The first piece of information we've analyzed is … hibernation."
Sleeping was not the same as "sleeping" in general. Sleeping was not a living being, but an energy.
An energy that lay dormant deep inside Nakbi's body.
According to Little Red, this energy was as still as a pool of stagnant water, and it was difficult to wake it up. But to say that it was dead was not correct. There was still a small chance of connecting to the outside world.
Therefore, it could not be called deathly stillness, but silence, or perhaps deep sleep.
"The second one is … left behind." Little Red didn't immediately give an analysis. Instead, she asked, "Just now, Big Brother Harp mentioned Nakbi, Naksu, and Nakfi. Does Big Brother Harp think this is a kind of inheritance information?"
"Yes." Luigi nodded and briefly told Little Red about Nakfi and Naksu.
Little Red asked, "Where's Nakbi? Didn't it name itself? "
Luigi shook his head. "Nakbi was named by Behemoth … Naksu."
After hearing this, Little Red touched her chin, lowered her head and whispered, "I actually think that Brother Harp is right. The reason why they have the same name may be because of genetic information."
"But now I know that Nakbi hasn't been enlightened yet, so I don't know if it's true. If I can see Naksu, I'll be sure."
"But Naksu isn't here right now."
"It's fine. Behemoth isn't far from here. If it's necessary, I'll bring it here later. "
Luigi regarded Behemoth as his future "poetry writing tool". Therefore, it was good to know more about Behemoth for his poetry writing career.
The way to understand was to let Little Red analyze Behemoth's information.
Since Nakbi was analyzed, how could Behemoth not be analyzed?
Little Red said, "Then let's wait until we see Naksu. Let's go back to the 'left behind' information first …"
The so-called left behind actually referred to the genetic information in the bloodline.
Little Red originally wanted to use "Nakx" as an example, so she took the initiative to ask. But she didn't expect that she was one step behind.
Nakbi's name was given by other invention mice and could not be used as evidence. Therefore, she could only put this example aside.
However, even without this example, Little Red could still say with certainty, "There must be genetic information hidden in the bloodline of Ratty. It's just that it hasn't discovered it yet. "
The "remnants" that Little Red had analyzed were the basis of her confidence.
"Moreover, I can vaguely feel that the information left behind by Ratty is very deep. It's like a huge abyss, and there's an incomparably rich foundation hidden inside." At this point, Little Red patted her chest, "Even Lord Ghost Deacon doesn't have such a powerful foundation. It's like a towering mountain that can't be seen."
Simply put, the hidden genetic information in Nakbi's body might be very huge.
It was so huge that all aspects were left out.
It might even contain an entire cultural foundation.
"However, no matter how deep this foundation is, it hasn't been stimulated, so we can't make any more comments," Little Red added with some regret.
However, it was extremely difficult to activate it.
Don't forget, the three words were one. There was the word "sleeping" in front of "left behind". The foundation had been consumed by silence. If they wanted to activate it, they had to at least wake up from its sleep.
But how could they wake it up? Even if Little Red did not know the way, she could guess the difficulty of it. It was definitely not easy.
Perhaps, this generation would still not be able to wake it up.
Perhaps, they would have to wait for the next generation of invention mice, and the next generation after that … Only by chance would they be able to wake up the sleeping foundation.
Little Red said, "The last word is bloodline."
Bloodline, in combination with the previous "legacy", actually referred to the inherited bloodline left behind by the ancestor of the invention mice.
It also needed to be activated, and the difficulty of activating it was as great as genetic information.
Logically speaking, "legacy" and "bloodline" could be said together because they were similar and complementary. The reason why Little Red separated them was that under the information about "bloodline", there was something that made her feel the strangest.
In other words, the reason why Little Red felt that Nakbi's aura was "strange" came from the smell of this "bloodline".
Luigi asked curiously, "Is there something wrong with its bloodline?"
This time, Little Red nodded solemnly. "Yes, and it's very wrong."
Why did Little Red say that? It was because she smelled a smell that did not belong to the "ordinary" from Nakbi.
"Does not belong to the ordinary?" Everyone was stunned. What kind of description was that?
Only the dog deacon and Laplace seemed to have thought of something. They looked at each other, and finally, Laplace said, "If it doesn't belong to the ordinary, then it's extraordinary. But I don't think Little Red will be frightened by the extraordinary. Therefore, 'eucalyptus' should be another word that corresponds to the ordinary. "
After a pause, Laplace continued, "In the ordinary world, there's actually no such concept as' extraordinary '. For most ordinary people, there's only one thing that's above the ordinary world, and that's … divine authority."
Luigi murmured in a low voice, "If it doesn't belong to the ordinary world, then it's a god?!"
Luigi raised his head and looked at Little Red. "You mean, deep in Nakbi's bloodline, there's the smell of a god?"
Little Red neither nodded nor shook her head. She only said softly, "I'm not sure if it's the smell of a god or not. But the feeling it gives me is indeed as described by Big Sister Hair. It's above the ordinary world. It has some kind of indescribable aura that makes people want to worship it. "
With this kind of aura that made people want to worship it, it could indeed be a god.
The first demigod spell that many gods in the world of gods learned was to plunder faith. Prostrating oneself in worship was a method to obtain faith.
However, it could not be said that it was definitely a god. It could also be an "ancestral spirit" or an "ancestor".
If an ancient elder of a family suddenly appeared in front of the younger generation of the family, the younger generation might also have the thought of worshipping it.
This was a default mechanism that was passed down from generation to generation. After all, your bloodline came from your ancestors, and it was normal to be respectful to your ancestors.
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