The seven clay tablets dug out from the catacombs recorded the conversation between the god named "Xin" and the local people in detail, as well as the form and power of the god in the eyes of the local people.
Of course, there was a god named "Xin" in human history. This god came from the Semitic god of the moon, and he was related to the Sumeer god Nana. But obviously, it was not the one mentioned on the clay tablets. In the hundreds of years that followed, we did not know whether the "Xin" mentioned in the seven pages of clay engravings influenced the other Semitic and Sumerian gods. However, based on the information we have, the god described in the clay engravings was more like an alien with advanced technology.
The clay tablets recorded that the powerful god "Xin" first appeared in front of the people on the ground in a sky chariot that could glow and spit fire. The fire on the chariot was different from the fire in the mortal world. It had the color of the sky and was motionless. From this, we can deduce that the so-called "fire" should be the blue light emitted by a psionic engine. The psionic engine did not rely on the reaction force of the jet of working fluid to propel it. When it was working, it would produce a fog-like and solidified light effect. This should be the "motionless fire" mentioned on the clay tablets. According to the tablets, a man of prestige and reputed to be wise received the messenger from heaven, and there were witnesses to their conversation, who, together with the "wise man," conveyed to the scribe the admonition they had heard from the gods, and left the seven "pages." "Xin" claimed to be in a state of wandering. He was a god who constantly traveled. He told the local people a lot of things that they could not understand, such as the shape of the earth and the end of the sky. But the local people could not fully understand these things. "Xin" tried to persuade the local people to build some large buildings and asked them to arrange these buildings according to a certain astrological pattern. According to the text on the clay tablets, the people who participated in the "lecture" finally understood the teachings of "Xin" as the secrets of God. They could not relate it to the land they lived in, and they did not know how to verify it. So they chose to directly record these contents in the "book" as a myth. "Xin" stayed on the earth for more than ten days to complete some kind of "inspection" and "teaching". During this period, he performed miracles several times to help the local people drive away giant beasts and put out the fire from heaven (we guessed that it might have been a lightning strike in the city that ignited the wooden houses or something else). "Xin's last miracle was to summon the sky chariot he came on. He flew into the sky under the watchful eyes of the people and disappeared after a few dozen meters in the air.
The clay tablets described the weapons used by "Xin" as follows: One of them looked like a long staff, with a metallic luster and a shiny surface. The front of the staff shot out a bolt of lightning. This weapon destroyed a herd of giant bison that had invaded the city. The bison were instantly burned to ashes after being hit by the lightning. The bison that was not hit directly was also burned in half, and the remaining half appeared to be gem-like. There was a detail here: A group of greedy local people saw the "gem-like" crystals formed on the bison after being burned by the god's heavenly fire. They had evil thoughts, so they secretly took a few pieces of the crystals from the bison's carcass. But their actions were immediately discovered by the god. The god ordered the greedy people to immediately throw away the gemstones and wash their bodies. The clothes that were used to wrap and hide the gemstones were also to be thrown away immediately. Most of the greedy people immediately repented and did so, so they survived after a slight fever. But there was one person who was extremely disobedient. He could not help but secretly pick up the gemstones after throwing them away, and hid them from the god. Three days later, the person who hid the gemstones died of severe pain. His death was horrible. His hands were festering, and his skin was cracked one by one. The edges of the wounds were like those of the bison that were burned to death by the god's heavenly fire: crystallized. These characteristics were described in a deified tone by the local people. It might be confusing to outsiders, but we were all too familiar with it.
This was a symptom of psionic radiation, the crystallization syndrome caused by psionic crystals that had not been safely processed. "Xin" ordered the people who stole the crystals to take a bath and throw away their clothes to keep them away from the radioactive dust.
"Xin" also used a weapon that floated in the air, also releasing the god's heavenly fire. The recorder of the clay book recorded in a tone of awe and fear: They were as large as cows, with bumpy surfaces, and blue fire flowed on their surface like water. These flying ghosts were the guards that the god had captured from hell. They obediently followed behind the god. When the beasts in the forest ran out, the god did not even move a finger, and the flying ghosts automatically released lightning to destroy the enemy. They were agile and could shoot down evil eagles in the sky. They danced around like a painting dipped in blood.
I was also quite familiar with these things. Pandora had thousands of them. She even specially chose a smaller one to put in her house, and she hugged it every night to sleep. This thing that Pandora treated as a pet and a pillow had a scientific name: floating cannon.
Actually, based on these descriptions, we could already confirm "Xin's" identity: he was a soldier of the Empire.
"Currently, according to the records, there were only three waves of Shiring Apostles that had arrived on Earth," after Ji Shanshan translated, Sandora said in a low voice, "A soldier of my Avenger, a scientific expedition team from the Empire that came to Earth for scientific research, and Visca's Army of Destruction."
I nodded, "According to the chronology, the scientific expedition team and the Army of Destruction happened hundreds of thousands of years ago. So, the god named" Xin "described on the clay tablet should be your soldier, Sandora."
Shallow Shallow rolled her eyes and thought for a while. Suddenly, she came over happily, "Oh! Ah Jun, I have something …"
"Bear with it!" I took a step back out of reflex, but when I saw that Qian Qian looked like she was about to cry, I quickly patted her face and said, "Err, why don't you say it first? Maybe I can understand …"
Shallow Shallow used a second to forget her previous grievance and said excitedly, "The sound of 'Xin', is it Schilling?"
Not to mention, there was always a difference between a genius and that thing. Shallow Shallow was usually unreliable, jumpy, and often muddle-headed. However, her thoughts could always make people see the light at the crucial moment. I instantly felt that what she said made a lot of sense. If it was really Sandora, the soldier who had lost his way on Earth, what would he have said when he introduced himself to the natives?
"He must have said that he was a 'Shiring Apostles'," Shallow Shallow said as she scratched the edge of the clay tablet. "But the natives couldn't understand any of these words. The Shiring Apostles could use translation machines and mind-synchronizing devices to communicate with other races, but there were some things that they couldn't understand. The Sumerians back then might have thought that 'Shiring Apostles' was a name, but they didn't have a corresponding word or a phrase that could be translated to record the name. So, they chose a word that they could spell out, 'Xin', instead. "
"That is indeed the case," Ji Shanshan confirmed Shallow Shallow's immature guess. "The vocabulary of cuneiform writing isn't that big. Cuneiform writing is suitable for expressing meaning through phrases, but it's not suitable for phonetic transcription. It can use the words' sky 'and' water 'to express the meaning of rain, but the word' Schilling 'in' Shiring Apostles' has a sound but no meaning, so it can't be spelled that way. According to the custom of my era, I would choose a word with a similar sound to express it. The translation of 'Xin' was based on the transliteration of the clay tablets. It was pronounced like this a few thousand years ago: *&& …%. Hmm, do you understand? "
We all looked at Ji Shanshan blankly. Finally, my sister said, "Erm, hehe, it does sound like 'Schilling' …"
"I didn't expect to find news of the soldier in another place after such a long time," Sandora suddenly sighed. "I remember that we first found the tomb in the Taklamakan Desert. I didn't expect him to have traveled the entire Earth."
According to the records in the clay tablets, that was indeed the case. After the lost soldier arrived on Earth, he didn't stay in one place. He traveled around the world and did the same thing everywhere. According to the book, "Xin" mentioned that he was traveling around the world, looking for all the mortal settlements. He added knowledge that was beyond the knowledge of the local natives into the cultural system, and guided the local natives to build some large buildings that were useless but had mysterious meanings, or simply left some written records like the book. However, as time passed, most of the traces he left behind had disappeared. Now, we could only examine the tomb under the yellow sand of the Taklamakan Desert and the clay tablets left in the Mesopotamian plains. The value of the latter was even greater than the tomb, because it was the first thing that recorded the soldier's words and actions in detail. Through the records in the clay tablets, we could know what the soldier had done on Earth and try to guess his actions before his death.
The powerful Empire soldier had died. Thousands of years ago, on a primitive planet, in a place where nothing could threaten him, he had died mysteriously. This had always been a thorn in Sandora's heart, because Sandora cared about her soldier. It had always been a thorn in my heart, because I had obsessive-compulsive disorder …
"From these clay tablets, we can only confirm that the soldier had been in contact with the Sumeer people and tried to improve the knowledge level of the natives there. He might have been trying to leave more records of his activities," my sister said in a low voice as she couldn't understand the words on the clay tablets, but she still flipped through the ancient things with great interest. "However, the human beings thousands of years ago weren't suited for this kind of thing, so he didn't leave much behind. These written records were all buried for thousands of years."
Although that was the case, I felt that the soldier might have succeeded in leaving behind many records. Throughout human history, ancient civilizations often had inexplicable astrological knowledge and astronomical observation records. The Mayans had even calculated the trajectories of many planets in the solar system during the age of ignorance. This knowledge that was beyond the knowledge of ancient humans had always been a mystery. Maybe one or two of them were left behind by the soldier. It was just like how he tried to let the Sumeer people remember the thickness of the atmosphere and the thickness of the earth's crust.
However, as time passed, even if he had succeeded in leaving behind any information, those traces had now become one of the myths of the people on Earth, and we had no way of distinguishing them.
"Yes, this is a problem," Sandora suddenly thought of something. "According to the records on the clay tablets, his purpose back then seemed to be to leave behind traces of his activities. He tried to teach the natives a language of 'God'. If I'm not wrong, it was referring to Schilling. He also tried to let the natives understand astronomy and geology. These were probably preparations to build astronomical knowledge in the culture of the natives. He wanted to use this method to leave a 'cultural mark' that could be spread on this planet for a long time. Then, there can only be one reason …"
Icetis was the first to come up with a conclusion. "He knew that he was going to die, so he was preparing for death!"
I looked at Icetis and then at Sandora. I spent half a minute trying to figure out how they came to such a conclusion. Then, I realized something and said, "Oh … Then, we have to revise our initial guess."
"Mm," Sandora pondered and nodded. "At first, we thought that some external force on Earth had killed the soldier. Although it was impossible, it was the only guess. Now, it seems that the soldier had been preparing for his death ever since he came to Earth. In other words, it wasn't something on Earth that killed him, but some internal force that he already knew about and couldn't resist. Could it be that … he was fatally injured when he traveled between worlds? A fatal injury that couldn't heal itself? "
That was also a possibility. But very soon, the meticulous elder sister realized that there was something fishy about it. "No, there seems to be a problem with the time … What is the approximate age of this clay tablet?"
"According to the sacrificial activities and customs mentioned on the other clay tablets, it was probably a few hundred years before I came to power." Ji Shanshan sat solemnly in the middle of a pile of mud, like a knowledgeable old scholar. "It has been more than five thousand years since then."
"Due to the difference in the timeline, the soldier's lost journey happened more than twelve hundred years ago to me." Sandora did a simple calculation. "According to the information that I have just obtained, he arrived on Earth at least five thousand years ago in the ancient era."
If there wasn't any advanced civilization to "adjust" it, the timeline between the two original worlds would be misaligned. I was already familiar with this phenomenon. In the world that Sandora had been trapped in, her soldier had disappeared more than twelve hundred years ago (to Sandora). However, the soldier had left traces in the ancient Uruk civilization on Earth, which meant that he had arrived on Earth more than five thousand years ago (to the New Empire's timeline). This was the so-called misalignment of the timeline.
But these two points of time were actually not important. What was important was another point in time.
"The tomb that we found in the Taklamakan Desert was built more than a thousand years ago." Sandora recalled the events of that year and found the biggest problem. "The soldier arrived on Earth five thousand years ago and died more than three thousand years later. He definitely didn't die of exhaustion! So, he had enough time to repair himself and even repair his teleportation device to return to me. "
That's right, the biggest problem had finally been exposed. The lost soldier had been active for more than three thousand years after arriving on Earth. He had such a long time to repair himself, send a signal to his superior for help, or even leave behind some larger ruins. But in the end, he didn't accomplish anything in the three thousand years. After leaving behind a bunch of half-baked legends and a bunch of muddle-headed primitive people, he died in obscurity. Even his grave was buried under the yellow sand.
"An elite Empire soldier with a high degree of self-awareness, with no way of contacting his mother planet, to what extent could he modify a primitive planet in three thousand years?" I looked at Sandora. She would definitely understand what I meant.
"Even the most basic Schilling soldier had sufficient thinking and planning skills," Sandora said slowly. "According to the level of the native civilization on Earth, three thousand years was enough for the clumsiest soldier to expand the stupidest group of natives to Neptune's orbit. He only needed to use his absolute authority and godlike powers to rule over mankind. Then, mankind would quickly enter the industrial age. You also know that the Xiling Empire has a long history of forcefully catalyzing the technological tree of alien races. It wouldn't be difficult for a primitive civilization to enter the space age in a few thousand years. The intelligence of the primitive people and the modern people isn't that different. The human brain has basically matured since the first time they set fire to it. For the next few thousand years, the people on Earth have only been tinkering with a few parts of their brain. "
If that was the case, if the imperial soldier who got lost and landed on Earth had no problem with his brain, and he really wanted to leave traces of his activities in human civilization, then the humans on Earth would have at least built a colony on the edge of the solar system and begun to study deep space navigation technology. But just like what I said earlier, the soldier didn't achieve anything in the past three thousand years.
"Something was severely restricting his actions. It wasn't the damage to his body or the hidden injuries from traveling to another world, but something on a deeper level. Something that could suppress the core power of the Shiring Apostles." Sandora tapped the table anxiously. "I understand the Shiring Apostles, and I understand my soldiers even more. From the various signs recorded on the clay tablets, the soldier did try to leave cultural heritage about himself in the indigenous people of this world. There is a ninety percent chance that he wanted to prove that he had come to this world. It was like a road sign or a lighthouse that he prepared for his death. It could be that he hoped that one day, his army would pass by this world and see the mark he left behind. Since he had this clear goal, he should have taken a series of effective measures. Let me think, his super space-time support ability must have been locked, and part of his logical thinking ability and cross-world communication ability must have been locked. He didn't use powerful weapons to create 'marks' such as giant rifts on Earth, which means that even the weapons in his portable space are locked. What could it be that could completely suppress the Shiring Apostles to such an extent? "
I didn't know what could suppress the Shiring Apostles to the point where they could barely move and could only be used as a super fighter. But I suddenly thought of something related to "suppression" and looked at Sandora. "Sandora, do you remember when we first met, you and your army were trapped on a planet polluted by the abyss?"
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