In the buildings of the Dark Protoss, "towers" are a very important thing, such as clock towers, lighthouses, library towers, and even type IV Void Nodes. The earliest Void Nodes are usually either heavy castles or domed palaces. The current tower-shaped Void Nodes are redesigned by the highest Dark Goddess according to her own preferences. We just happened to pass by such a node. At the start, I thought that all Void Nodes are towers.
The Dark Protoss's fondness for towers might be related to their leader, the highest Dark Goddess's fondness for such buildings. No matter what they build, they are used to decorating one or two towers. Furthermore, they are always able to make their appearance just right without standing out. These tall and slender towers add a lot of elegance and mystery to the Dark Protoss's palace. It can be said that it is one of the countless artistic treasures that the Protoss have accumulated over the countless years. For a race that has an infinitely long history, it is not easy to maintain a hobby for so long.
Icetis's home — Alright, let us call this cruel home a palace. Of course, there are towers as well. They are the four gigantic clock towers that we saw at the start of the journey. They are the designs that Uncle Kouwain was most satisfied with. Every tower has its own meaning. The first tower was designed by Uncle Kouwain when he reached adulthood. The second tower commemorates his success in picking up girls, which is also known as Icetis's Tower. The third tower commemorates the birth of Icetis, so naturally, it is called Icetis's Tower. The fourth tower commemorates the birth of Icetis, so naturally, it is called Icetis's Tower.
The fourth tower commemorates the symmetry of the four towers. The meaning of the four towers is so clear, but Icetis herself rarely calls her four towers in such a formal manner. Our free-spirited Goddess is used to randomly naming these lighthouses in her own way. The specific names depend on which world she passed by recently.
The last time Icetis returned to the Divine Realm, she named them Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise. However, just 15 minutes ago, they were honored to receive new names: East Wind, South Wind, West Wind, and North Wind …
I don't know what is going on, but a certain Goddess is currently locked in a mahjong fight. At this moment, I am deeply worried for Lin's remaining scales. In theory, a Dragon God girl who is always on the receiving end would have no way to resist against a powerful Rogue Goddess.
Speaking of Lin, Monina and the others had already returned at noon. Although they all looked like that, they still had their own temples and Divine Domains to take care of. But to be honest, I didn't dare to imagine how a cook, an idiot, a receptionist, and a nice guy who only knew how to be a good person could become a dignified God with a large number of believers, especially Lin who would hold her head and apologize at the slightest sign of trouble. Could she really accept the worship of the people in the temple and not be scared to tears?
Jingle would forever be an anomaly. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that she had completely forgotten her own identity. She naturally continued to stay in my pocket, treating it as her official residence. It would seem that if we didn't remind her, she would have forgotten that she still had a house in the God Realm.
The God Realm also had a day and night cycle that was similar to the human world. Or perhaps, it could be said that the human world's day and night cycle, as well as the change in yin and yang, were actually the effects of the God Realm's information to the outside world. When we arrived in the God Realm, it was morning, and now it was almost evening. The excited Icetis was leading us all around her house. Her straightforward personality made her seem like a big child showing off her treasures.
"These clock towers are all places to store treasures. When I was young, I often played here and got lost a few times." The first place that Icetis led us to was the first tower of the temple. "This place is the library. My dad folded the space here so that it could hold the countless books that my mom collected. My mom loves books. All kinds of words, classics, and scrolls, she would collect them all. Look."
The so-called library that appeared in front of us — if a tower that was even more magnificent than Karazhan could still be called a library if it was used to store books — had a scale that was beyond common sense. We didn't see any source of light here, but a soft light filled every inch of space. As far as the eye could see, the vast space of the tower was filled with endless bookshelves. These ancient and heavy shelves had dark runes floating on their surface. They quietly floated in the air. Not only did they spread out endlessly in all directions, but they were also filled with such bookshelves in the sky where we couldn't even see the top. A series of stone steps floated slowly between the floating bookshelves. Most of them were occupied by one or two divine servants who were in charge of managing the books. In the relatively empty space in the air, there were some obsidian platforms with small round tables and high-back chairs. They seemed to be prepared for the readers.
"I know that in the eyes of the Shiring Apostles, it is a waste to build an archive like this. They prefer to build a simple high-speed database, and if you want new information, you can just download it online. But my mother doesn't think so. She always said that the value of a book is not only in the information, but also in the meaning of the book itself."
"I agree with your mother's opinion." The elder sister smiled warmly as she looked at the nearest bookshelf. "Can we read the books here?"
Icetis waved her hand generously. "Feel free. Treat it like your own home. My mother likes books, and she likes it when others read them. As long as they don't break them."
I was also a little curious. I reached out and took down an extremely heavy black book from the nearby bookshelf. I muttered, "I hope that the little bit of Protoss I know will allow me to understand the contents of this thing."
"It's okay. Eighty percent of the books here aren't written in words."
I was stunned by Icetis's words. But at this time, I had already discovered the uniqueness of this' book '. The cover of the book in my hand was completely black. There wasn't even a single symbol that could be used to distinguish it. Not to mention the title of the book, it looked extremely heavy, but it felt almost weightless in my hand.
With a strong sense of curiosity, I opened the title page of the book. It was completely blank.
It was completely different from the gorgeous and exquisite books that Jingle held all day long when she was revising for her make-up exams.
"What … is this?"
I was astonished as I flipped through the book in my hand. There were no words in the book at all. It was obviously something that didn't even have weight, but when I flipped through it, it made a crisp and melodious sound of paper folding. I flipped through the large book to the end, but I still didn't see a single word.
Icetis looked at me with a mysterious smile. She suddenly asked, "When Gundogon was sixteen, he was bitten by a fox …"
"It was quite itchy." I couldn't help but twitch my mouth. I reached out and scratched my waist. "The wind that day was really strong … Oh! What's going on? "
It wasn't until I involuntarily answered Icetis's question that I suddenly felt that something was wrong. Who is Gundogon? What was a Fashion-tailed Fox? More importantly, why did I suddenly feel an itch on my waist!?
"This book is called Gundogon." Icetis took the large book from my hand and lightly patted its cover. Then, she placed it back on the shelf. "This is one of the types of books in the library, All Memories. Gundogon was a very ordinary mortal boy. He was born in a farmer's family that devoutly believed in my father. His life was ordinary. He was born and grew up ordinary. He learned to write his name and keep accounts from the only Dark Priest in the village. When he was fourteen, his dream was to take over his father's land and build a new mill by himself. On his sixteenth birthday, he was bitten by a mosquito fox. It was a small price he paid to prove his bravery to the Dark Priest … At the age of eighteen, Gundogon died of a serious illness. A plague broke out in that world, and the power that the only Dark Priest in the village received from my father was not enough to save everyone. "
I swore that this was the first time I saw Icetis speak with such a peaceful and even slightly compassionate expression. To exaggerate, I saw motherly love on this female rogue's face — — or perhaps it was the love of God. Anyway, when she talked about the mortal named Gundogon, all kinds of words that needed to be censored were filtered out of her mouth.
"Then that book just now …"
Sister asked softly.
"Gundogon was a mortal child with his own thoughts. That's all I can say. He suffered because of the shortness of his life and his lack of fame. After all, he was only an eighteen year old child — — In that world, he wasn't even qualified to be called a youth. Furthermore, he was just one of the countless ordinary children of farmers. Thus, he knew that his short and ordinary life wouldn't leave anything behind. Soon, he would be forgotten by everyone. At most, he would become an eternal scar in his parents' hearts. Thus, he told the priest his last wish before he died. "
"Let me be remembered by others. At least, let them remember that I once lived."
"A peasant child who only knew how to write his own name and keep accounts, his dying wish wasn't to survive, but to be like this … To be honest, everyone thought it was a little inconceivable, but the priest still fulfilled his duty. Perhaps out of sympathy, the priest piously added this wish into his own prayer at the funeral. My father happened to hear this prayer, so he personally lowered his voice and told the priest and Gundogon's parents, 'Okay, I will remember this child.'"
"Just like that, Gundogon became one of my mother's books. His soul had returned to peace, but his short and ordinary life was completely recorded here. Everything, big or small, even his every breath was recorded. The memory of mortals is too short, so we will replace them to remember this child. Every time you flip through this book, his life will become something in your memory, as if you watched him grow up, but you won't be aware of it. "
"Ugh, a … story that makes people uncomfortable." Lin Xue stuck out her tongue. She lowered her head slightly and looked at the surrounding bookshelves from under her bangs. "Are all these books like this?"
"More or less. The books in the library are categorized, and most of the information here is like this." Icetis led us around the countless bookshelves. "Of course, not every book is like this. For example, this one: Laguna, a cheerful Dark Elf. She was a comedian, and her wish was that the happiness she brought to the people would be passed on forever. This book recorded all of her happy feelings. Flipping through it will allow you to immerse yourself in happiness, even though there isn't a single word in it. This book is Ulean's handwritten notes. He was a rather interesting alchemist. He invented three hundred types of cheap toys for commoner children. In the end, he hoped that his inspiration would be left behind after his death. This crafty wish gave the local Dark Priest a headache. In the end, my mother could only turn his alchemy inspiration into this handwritten notes. With this book, even the worst alchemist would come up with fantastic and practical ideas at any time. Of course, he could only invent small toys. Little Bubble, stop biting. You can't eat that thing you're hugging. It's a Sulai Scroll, an item left behind by a chef in the Temple of Light. He recorded all of the delicacies of his life. That's right, that scroll is filled with flavors … Hey! Sandora! You can't eat it! "
We wandered between the bookshelves with astonished expressions. As Icetis introduced the place to us, we exclaimed softly from time to time. Other than Sandora, who was somewhat familiar with this place, everyone else was amazed by this magical place. Every book and scroll here recorded things that were impossible to be recorded in books and were easily forgotten. A life, an epiphany, a joyful heartbeat, a sincere feeling … These things quietly became 'books'. Just like their former owner's wishes, they became records that would never disappear.
"Memories, insights, everything." Icetis's voice came from behind the bookshelf in front of us. "My mother loved to collect these things, and my father was always running around to find things that were worth collecting for her. Every book here is different in size and weight. Their size depends on the owner's first impression of the book, and their weight depends on the 'information' contained. A peasant child's ordinary life is as light as a feather, but a philosopher's lifetime of wisdom is much heavier. "
* Plop! *
With a loud thud, Liliana was pinned to the ground by a big book. She waved her arms and legs for a long time, unable to get up. Mercury Lamp was hovering in the air next to her, giggling mischievously. It was obvious that the book had been pushed down by a puppet, and it had accurately hit her lifelong rival.
"The memoirs of Tuhamu," Bryndis said with a bit of emotion. A divine servant quickly flew over and carried away the heavy book on the back of a certain fake loli priestess. "Tuhamu is a world, a world that was born but died young. It's one of the worlds that I personally created. It encountered a destructive explosion in the abyss when it had just reproduced its civilization and the world's consciousness. I couldn't stop the disaster, but all the lives in Tuhamu and the world's consciousness tried their best to survive. So my parents helped me make this book. Obviously, it's very heavy. "
I recalled the paper machine that I had made in my first craft class when I was young. It was later destroyed in a catastrophic fire. Shallow Shallow set it on fire. Now, that paper machine was still in my memory. In many ways, I think it was the same as Icetis's memory. It was just that the result of her first craft class was too brutal.
"How many books are there here?"
Shallow Shallow couldn't help but ask curiously.
Icetis shrugged. "Who knows? As I said, the concept of the Divine Realm is vague. But a lot of things can be done with vague concepts, such as this library. There's no specific number of books, but theoretically, it has an unlimited capacity. My mother has an infinite passion for collecting books, so the size of the library will be infinite. I even suspect that if this place continues to expand, it will be as exaggerated as the library of the Brilliant Divine Court. That place is Father's library. "
It was another piece of incredible news. However, after only half a day in the Divine Realm, we almost felt that everything here was normal.
Icetis began to lead us to the upper levels of the library. We rode on the platforms that floated in midair. The books in the library were divided into many sections. Other than the incredible "Memories" section, there were also books that recorded the history of the world, the reproduction of species, the process of Genesis, and so on. There were reference books that described how to use various Divine Artifacts, as well as the Protoss's family encyclopedia. For example, how to use "Let There Be Light" more efficiently. The higher we went, the more difficult it was to read the books. From touching them to reading the books, we had to grasp the corresponding laws in order to read them. Of course, we didn't know anything about those specialized books. The Protoss's technological system was completely different from Schilling's. However, what made us speechless was that Jingle was basically in a state of confusion at the same time as us … The little one couldn't understand anything from the family encyclopedia up.
"To be honest, I really wonder how you managed to get into elementary school. And how did you get your divine power?"
Icetis expressed her doubts to the little one sincerely.
"Divine power is innate. During elementary school examinations, Jingle threw dices," the little one replied cheerfully.
You can't afford to hurt a student who threw dices during elementary school examinations!
The library in Icetis's house was an eye-opener. However, looking at this Goddess leading the way while introducing the books in the library, I became more and more confused. In the end, I couldn't help but interrupt Icetis's introduction — Even though my question might be a little rude.
"That, Icetis, why do I feel that you seem to have changed into a different person after entering the library?"
The big sister Goddess looked at me curiously, as though she didn't understand what I meant. However, Shallow Shallow was more straightforward than me. She went straight to the point. "I feel that you suddenly became cultured and reasonable. You don't seem like a hooligan at all!"
Not only did she not seem like a hooligan, when she was talking about a specific book, she was so quiet that she seemed like a well-mannered young lady! She could even say the words' Father '. One must know that the best way she usually addressed Uncle Kvain was' Father '.
Facing Shallow Shallow's straightforward question, Icetis instantly rolled her eyes. "Nonsense, this is a special place. I do know some logic. Furthermore, if I make a ruckus in the library, my mom will teach me a lesson. I had enough of that when I was young!"
I didn't know if it was her respect for the 'library' or the trauma from her childhood that made Icetis quiet. However, this quiet version of the Hooligan Goddess really made my eyes light up. At least, I knew that a certain female hooligan wasn't a mosaic all the time. There were times when she behaved like a girl — However, I still had a second question. "Icetis, after hearing you say so much, could it be that you have read all the 'books' here?!"
"Of course not." Icetis immediately shook her head. "My mom's books are endless. However, I have read all the books that we passed through just now. Hey, Chen, don't look at me like that. Other than fighting, I love reading the most!"
At that moment, I was shocked.
Icetis's second hobby is reading? Isn't she collecting protection fees from me?
Realizing that everyone had a look of disbelief on their faces, and even Shadora was giggling evilly, the hoodlum goddess felt extremely embarrassed. She angrily said, "Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean by this? Did you forget that I used to be a high-level technician? I used the identity of a Dark Protoss to train to become a high-level Radiant Goddess. I am a true intellectual talent! "
Alright, I did forget about that. However, a Big Sister Icetis who likes to read a book and watch the sunset in silence doesn't fit the image that this fellow gives me!
"Tsk, forget it if you don't believe me." Icetis waved her hands angrily. Then, she looked at the countless tomes on the nearby bookshelves. "I am really disappointed. Books are such good things. When they are opened, they can touch the soul. When they are closed, they can touch the head of the enemy. Why can't I like something that can broaden my horizons and also act as a brick …"
Damn, why didn't you say so earlier! Now we believe you!
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