"Is there a city ruins ahead?"
"Yes, the initial estimate is that it is the size of a large town. But because of our arrival, we also attracted a large number of skeleton monsters... But the problem is not big, and we have not encountered any troublesome ones for the time being. Captain Rhine and General Baron They're cleaning up and the fight should be over soon."
"..."
After the assassin reported, he continued to participate in the battle.
Having a complete city means having a complete civilization, and maybe there are other gains.
When Tust heard the news, he couldn't wait to ask me to rush forward, "Haha, let me tell you, ancient goblins like to live in mines! There are so many skeletons underground, they must not all be miners, there should be cities. . . . Now that we have discovered the city, there must be a large smelter and forge somewhere!”
He simply walked quickly over the battlefield in the mine ahead. As he walked, he said: "Boy Ren, I'm going to help first, you guys take your time!"
All the combatants went to join the battle, and only Ren and Ymir were left in the mine, looking at each other.
They looked at each other and walked in the direction of the noise.
... ... .
After walking for about a few dozen meters, the view suddenly became clearer.
The mage's "illumination technique" illuminated the entire underground city.
The space is about a hundred meters high. The buildings are built according to the rock walls, small mushroom-shaped houses, a bit like the style of European medieval castles in Rennes' previous life. All buildings are made of piled stones, with small domes and cross windows. Part of it collapsed due to time.
When Ren and the others came over, the battle was fierce.
But Mr. Tust's six-armed mecha rushed straight into the group of skeletons like a bulldozer after entering the battlefield. His six robotic arms were waving like giant windmills, harvesting these small and fragile skeletons in droves...
It was a topsy-turvy battle.
Compared with the previous vine-armored skeletons, the combat effectiveness of these goblins is too low. The attack method was very simple, and they gathered around with shields and some short weapons.
There is almost no threat to this group of fifth-level extraordinary beings.
There was no need for Ymir to take action, Tust and the group of high-level transcendental beings had already chopped those little skeletons to pieces.
"Cracking" bones shatter themselves
Obviously, there are no "legendary" skeleton monsters like before in this city, so no one is under any pressure at all.
... ... .
After leaving the mine, he could finally stand up straight. Ren felt extremely relaxed and exhaled.
Ymir: "Ren, let's go down and have a look."
The mine they were in was on the rock wall, and at their feet were steps cut directly into the rock. Part of it collapsed, it looked a bit.
After walking a few steps, the two found several broken clay pots on the steps. The broken mouth is very new, I think it was probably kicked into pieces by someone who passed by before.
Taking a closer look, there were probably dozens of golden pocket gold coins inside, about the size of a fingernail.
Ren picked one up and looked at it. There was a clear image of a creature with a big head and pointed ears printed on it, and he exclaimed softly: "Hey... it turns out that 'Goblin' looks like this."
The skeleton is one thing, but what it actually looks like is another. When he looked at the big-headed skeleton before, the image that Renn had in his mind was still that of an alien. Now it seems that there is a slight difference.
Ymir took a look and was not too surprised, "It's almost as expected..."
... ...
Ren and Ymir also walked down to help clean up the battlefield. This kind of high-ranking and weak little skeleton can be broken even by Ren as long as it avoids the shield.
The battle lasted for half an hour, and the number of skeleton monsters running out of the mines extending in all directions became less and less.
In the square of the city ruins, there were piles of bones, probably tens of thousands of them.
Master Tust's mecha alone probably killed 80% of them... This kind of human sea tactic is the best slaughterhouse for the mechanic's mecha.
"Hahaha, these goblins are almost equipped with standard shields! I'm afraid there are thousands of shields..."
"There are also many well-forged weapons, but they are a little smaller..."
"If you look for nearby mines, there must be ore warehouses and steel-making furnaces..."
"..."
There was no threat in the city, so high-level warriors such as Captain Rhine and General Baron led their own teams and went into the mines that connected the city in all directions, intending to explore other areas.
Mr. Tust came down from the control cabin of the six-armed mecha. He ignored the shield buried in the skeleton team. Anyway, it was already in his possession.
He walked quickly to the goblin town and ducked into the goblin hut with a low door lintel. He didn't seem to see the two Rennes not far away at all.
Renn looked at Tust's "daunted" state and was used to it.
Master-level machinery has an old problem.
When they encounter an idea that fascinates them, they can instantly forget about the people around them.
Bazel looked at Ren and Ymir together, and they had already disappeared without a trace. And Ymir's personal guards are also very sensible, and no one will act as a light bulb.
At this look, only Ren was left alone.
He looked at the eldest princess next to him and suggested: "Let's go, let's go see this ruins..."
Ymir smiled and nodded.
... ...
The buildings in this goblin city are very short. But not entirely.
There are still some special rooms such as prayer rooms, workshops, warehouses, alchemy laboratories... etc.
Mr. Tust is also very knowledgeable about goods. He went straight into a "workshop" that seemed to be very large in scale.
But not long after entering, I heard a heartbreaking scream, "Ah!"
Ren's face changed suddenly when he heard this, thinking that the old man had encountered some danger. As soon as the words came out, he and Ymir rushed forward like lightning.
Looking at it, Tust was holding a blueprint in his hand, with a look on his face that was about to cry.
This is a workshop that looks like a mechanical laboratory, with strange-looking lamps above the head. There are various mechanical tools on the operating table.
There are many large and small grids on the surrounding walls, and the grids are filled with various scrolls and books.
On the workbench, there were some unfolded parchment rolls and a semi-finished machine. It looks like an... iron boot
The moment Ren and the others came in, the colors of these parchment rolls changed visibly to the naked eye. Slowly turning from brown to black, it looks like it will turn into ashes and rot away soon.
Mr. Tust said with a caring look on his face: "Ah, I shouldn't have opened this door! Damn it, these drawings are too old and cannot withstand the destruction..."
But this is also "Schrödinger's Scroll". If you don't open this door, you have no idea what is in the room.
Now that the decay is irreversible, nothing more can be done.
Moreover, at first glance, it is a very precise drawing, which is filled with various geometric figures and labels, densely packed. The rate of decay is so fast that there is no time to memorize and copy.
Ren glanced around, but Zhinao automatically sounded a prompt.
[Ding! An unknown 'engineering drawing' was found, and the system is automatically scanning and recording...]
... ...
"The goblin civilization is the founder of 'alchemy' and 'engineering'. They are truly great inventors... Oh, damn, what a stupid thing I have done."
While blaming himself, the old man glanced at the scroll with lightning eyes, trying to write down some of the contents on the drawing.
But this drawing is too complicated!
There are too many complex and precise data, too many explanations in "goblin writing" that I don't recognize, and it's impossible to remember them.
"Oh my God, this feels so bad! The Great God of Steam gave me a chance to see mechanical truth, and I let it slip away..."
Seeing such precious ancient goblin technology blueprints decaying before his eyes, Tust felt his heart bleeding and wailing endlessly.
And just when he felt that he was going to miss these "treasures" left by the goblin civilization, suddenly, he heard someone speaking.
"Grandpa Tust, I have a photographic memory. Please help me unfold these drawings in front of my eyes. I will remember them after seeing them. Maybe I can copy them down according to my memory when I go back..."
Turning around, he saw the two Rennes entering the room.
"real?"
Tust asked instinctively, as if grasping the last straw, his eyes widened.
Ren nodded, "Yeah."
Hearing the response, Tust looked ecstatic.
He didn't have time to think about whether this was reasonable, but he was even more impatient in his hands. He quickly spread out the drawings and faced Ren. The eight mechanical arms on his back helped him pick up the animal skin scroll drawings on the table and unfolded them in front of Ren's eyes.
As soon as the drawings were unfolded, Tust breathed a sigh of relief, but the look of anticipation that flashed across his face instantly dimmed.
Although he has also heard that some extraordinary people have the ability to "remember photographs", but that was only for some simple book texts. And it definitely does not include these extremely precise goblin engineering drawings!
"Hey... I hope Ren can remember Old Bones better than I do..."
Tust thought dejectedly.
The mechanical arm helped unfold a roll of animal skin design drawings. The old man wanted to let Ren see it more clearly, so he moved closer.
But Ren said, no need!
"Remember it, Grandpa Tust, change it to the next one!"
Don't worry about hiding your clumsiness at this time, because the speed of decay is already accelerating at this time. Renne said directly: "Grandpa Tust, please go faster! I can remember that if you go any slower, those drawings will decay!"
Did you really remember it
Tust's face was full of surprise, and a flash of disbelief flashed in his heart.
He even felt that Ren's eyes were not focused on the drawing. How did he write it down
But at this moment, there was no world for him to think about this issue.
The old man looked at the rotten and blackened drawings on the table, and his face twitched. Without saying a word, the eight mechanical arms and two hands were busy at the same time, displaying and spreading out the drawings one by one.
Ren's eyes also swept very quickly. Once the scroll was spread out, he glanced at it and said immediately.
"Okay! I've written it down, next one!"
"Next one!"
"..."
With this efficiency, even if Tust had ten hands, he would still be in a hurry.
Ymir on the side didn't say anything when he saw this, and silently stepped in to help. She helped move the scrolls and everything with written records further into the room. And the things in the lockers, the treasure chests... were all taken out and handed to Tust's ten arms.
Ren was like a personal camera, his eyes flickering frequently as he scanned over various drawings.
"Expand it to change it to the next one!"
"I remember it! Hurry, it's going to rot..."
"Yes! Large drawings are given priority..."
"..."
Mr. Tust spread out the drawings at a dizzying speed.
None of the three people in the room said a word of nonsense, they were very busy. The whole room could only hear the sound of turning books.
After being busy like this for a few minutes, finally, all the things in the room had turned as black as coke, and turned into ashes with a light touch.
After all, there was still a small pile of scrolls that disappeared completely before I had time to look through them...
However, Renn has already recorded hundreds of design drawings in his mind. Although he couldn't understand the engineering design drawings, the "intelligent brain" could roughly distinguish the functions of those strange mechanical shapes.
[Drawings of iron boots equipped with rockets], [Drawings of mechanical belts with boost function], [Strange devices suspected to be teleporters], [Goblin grenades], [Drawings suspected of communication equipment]...
A series of exquisite designs, those goblin inventions with exaggerated shapes. The door to the new world has opened. This is... the real black technology of the mythical civilization period!
Don’t look at the civilizations of this world that have changed countless times.
But civilization has been eradicated time and time again, and history repeats itself.
Many of today's technologies are not necessarily more powerful than ancient civilizations.
Just like steam machinery, they are the remaining technologies of a certain archaeological civilization, and they have developed to the present level.
Who knows how much black technology that has been lost and has unique skills hidden in those drawings just now!
... ...
"Huh..."
Ren's mind went through the drawings quickly, and he took a long breath, and it took him a long time to calm down.
Tust looked at the several rolls of completely decayed drawings in his hand and sighed.
Then, he raised his head with the last glimmer of hope in his eyes, and asked expectantly: "Ren, how much do you remember?"
Ren pretended to think deeply for a moment and said: "Eighty to ninety percent."
He didn't dare to say too much for fear of being regarded as a monster.
And when he heard this, Tust didn't care at all how he wrote it down, but his eyes burst with joy and he confirmed: "Eighty to ninety percent?!"
Originally, he thought it would be good to see something so quickly, but he actually got 80% or 90% of it. This was a huge surprise!
Ren nodded: "Yeah! My memory is pretty good. I should be able to restore most of the design drawings by copying them after I go out."
"real?!"
Tust suddenly realized what he was thinking of, and then said: "No wonder Ilubek said before that your kid can memorize the "Basic Encyclopedia of Pharmacy" backwards. It turns out... it's true!"
"Basic Encyclopedia of Pharmacy"
Hearing this, even Ymir showed a strange expression. She remembered seeing it in the Royal Library. It was a pile of boring medical books that was taller than her.
But then, thinking about Ren's feat of translating the "Dark Camp Common Language" on the wreckage of the airship in one afternoon, he suddenly became less surprised.
After rescuing a room full of drawings before they were destroyed, the three of them seemed to have experienced a fierce victory, and their expressions were relaxed.
Mr. Tust looked at the expressions of Ren and the two men and thought that they did not know the significance of these drawings. He explained: "You may not know that the gunpowder, muskets, and artillery we use now... In fact, the earliest records were in ancient times. In the goblin civilization! They are the truly great inventors... "
Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, looked at Renn, and asked: "In those drawings just now, I seem to have seen the design of an artillery? Renn, have you written it down?"
"Write it down."
Ren nodded, and a drawing appeared in his retina.
It was a cannon with complicated magic carvings on it.
"Oh! It would be great to remember that!"
With an expression as if he had found a treasure, Tust said excitedly: "Do you remember that we saw a damaged magic cannon on the wreckage of the airship before? That kind of thing is said to have been created by goblin engineers! That one before The drawing is most likely the design of an ancient 'magic artillery'!"
When Ymir heard this, his expression became stern. Only then did I realize that the meaning of those drawings might be beyond imagination.
Hearing Tust's words, she instinctively turned her eyes to Ren, with an expression that seemed to be able to speak: You must remember this.
Ren En saw the two people looking at him with strange eyes, his eyelids twitched, and he said, "I just remember that picture."
... ...
Tust slapped his head and thought of something else: "Ren, how much more can you remember?"
Renn also guessed why the old man asked this, and said: "Okay... my memory is pretty good."
"Come with me!"
Tust didn't care about anything, and pulled him and ran out the door: "We have to hurry, let's enter the city now. Even if we don't open the door, everything here is decaying at a faster pace. If we go too late, those 'babys' might be gone It's rotten. Goblins are all born engineers, and there must be more precise drawings in these houses."
"Oh! I almost forgot, they are the origin civilization of 'alchemy'! There must be many inheritances of ancient alchemy..."
"Oh my god, I'm suffocating..."