After about half an hour, even those rooms that had not been opened were already very decayed. Even as soon as those classics were taken out, they turned into a wisp of crumbs in their hands.
In the end, I still have regrets.
But Renn felt that at least 70% to 80% of the key classics in this ruins had been recorded. There are thousands of copies in total, which can be considered a great joy.
He couldn't read professional classics, and wanted to find some books on literature and history to learn about goblin civilization and the "chronological history" of that era.
But at this glance, Ren discovered that goblins are a very magical race, and they are basically a group of research workaholics!
They have almost no spiritual and cultural entertainment, and very few "leisure books" such as humanities classics. Most of the books are professional classics, professional classics, professional classics!
Then, they hide in this dark underground mine all day long, mining, conducting research, and doing experiments... day after day, year after year.
These thousands of books did not complete much history, giving Renn a very strange impression, as if this was a civilization that existed almost completely in isolation.
Because there were no major events that could confirm the age, Renn didn't even know how many tens of thousands of years ago this group of goblins lived.
They were just like the two empires in the Ice Ridge Wasteland now (before the airship crashed). They lived in an era and "local area" with only goblins, a kind of advanced intelligent creature, with no record of contact with other civilizations. Overturned.
Oh, one more thing.
As for how the goblins in this city died, Renn had no clue at all.
Maybe it was divine punishment, a curse, an experimental accident, poisonous gas, or a virus.
Or something else
In an era when gods existed, there were a lot of evil things. These documents and classics did not allow him to speculate on the reasons for the sudden disappearance of this civilization.
However, the historical truth that is too long is not important anymore.
... .
The decay is irreversible, and there will be no new documentation.
In this way, the busyness stopped.
Mr. Tust also seemed to have collapsed and sat on the stone steps.
Exhausting physical strength is one thing, but the key is that the whole process is mentally tense, making him as weak as if he was seriously ill.
Ymir on the side also opened his mouth slightly and breathed slightly.
On the contrary, Ren was the most relaxed one. He hardly moved except for his eyes during the whole process.
At this moment, his mind was selecting "intelligent brain" to filter out possible written records of goblin history for him.
But this "daze" expression seems a bit unpredictable to others.
Could it be that... the Lord of Rennes City is using some extraordinary ability to enhance his memory
Then, a group of people appeared around him with nervous faces. They wanted to ask, but were afraid of interrupting his thinking and causing some memories to disappear.
Finally, after a long time.
Or Ymir shouted softly, "Ren?"
"???"
Ren came back to his senses and saw seven or eight pairs of eyes staring at him with question marks on their faces.
Ymir asked the question that everyone was curious about, and said: "Those goblin documents just now... how many did you memorize?"
Ren frowned: "Hmm... I don't know."
He himself didn't remember 10% of it, but "Zhi Nao" remembered it all.
But he was thinking about how much he should remember to be considered a "normal person".
To be able to remember even 10% of such thousands of classics is an astonishing amount.
But just this frown look different in the eyes of others.
Could it be that...he didn't remember
Especially Mr. Tust, his old face was so stiff that his heart almost jumped out of nervousness.
All the classics and documents have decayed, and now even if they have not been remembered, it is impossible to read them again.
If you really don't remember... Oh, that's a nightmare, please let me wake up immediately!
Ymir's face didn't look good either, and he asked cautiously and expectantly: "About... how much do you remember?"
There seemed to be a voice in her heart calling: 10%! Even if it’s just a matter of remembering it, it’ll be great!
Renn looked at the people in front of him, especially Mr. Tust. His heartbeat was so intense that everyone else could hear it.
I was afraid that if I said "I didn't remember", the old man would want to go there on the spot.
Finally, he thought about it and gave everyone a surprise and said: "About 40 to 50%..."
Ren was too speechless and paused for a moment before adding: "I rarely forget the things I have seen. I might be able to remember more at any time..."
"Forty to five percent? Oh! Thanks to the 'God of Steam' for blessing..."
After hearing this, Tust finally felt that the soul that was afraid of leaving him after hearing the bad news was firmly established in his body again.
He looked at Ren with excitement and said solemnly: "I, an old man, don't expect you to remember more, but you must never forget again... Every word in your memory now is of great significance to 'Alchemy'." ' and 'engineering' are both of great significance. Even for this era, they are of great significance!"
Ymir on the side also let out a long sigh of relief.
Ren felt that the old man was old, and he was afraid that he would no longer be able to withstand the stimulation, so he comforted him and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa Tust. I will never forget what I have put in my mind now."
Mechanics have always been rigorous. Rather than believing in metaphysical "memories", they believe in what they see.
After hearing this, Mr. Tust breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not completely relieved.
Thinking about it, he quickly took out the white paper and pen he usually used for drawing, and said to Renn: "Hurry up and write down what you remember first... Write as much as you can..."
For the sake of technology, this old man has gone crazy.
"..."
Renn couldn't laugh or cry, as if he was being forced to confess.
But looking at Tust's expression of walking on thin ice, he still picked up his pen and started writing.
I wrote a few recipes, and then drew a simpler mechanical design drawing.
Although he couldn't understand what Ren wrote when he fell to the ground, Tust, a professional mechanic, looked at the extremely precise design drawings and immediately realized that Ren had really written it down, completely. Note it down!
"Oh my God, you really remembered it..."
Only after he saw the real thing before his eyes did Tust dare to believe that fate was really favoring him, and his whole body trembled with excitement.
He looked at the items on the drawing, pondered for a moment, and then said: "This seems to be a design drawing of a 'special bomb'. No... It seems to be a bomb auxiliary device, probably to control the explosion range... . ”
When Ren heard this, he felt professional in his heart.
Sure enough, professional things still need to be done by professionals, because what is written on the drawing is [Goblin Directional Bomb Device]!
Then, Tust looked at the alchemy formula recorded in the ancient goblin language and sighed: "What a pity, the 'goblin civilization' is a civilization older than the 'Munkel civilization'. The 'goblin language' that has been discovered now The sum of all the documents may not be as large as the few lines in front of me. Interpretation is a big problem."
Renn looked at Tust's worried expression and wanted to make the atmosphere more relaxed, and said with relief: "Grandpa Tust, you know that I still have some talent in language and writing. I have read a lot of those goblin classics. I should be able to translate it in a little time..."
Ymir on the side did not speak. He glanced at Ren with a strange look on his face.
Have a little talent? He must have a little bit of talent.
Hearing this, Tust felt as if he had been injected with a tranquilizer.
Then he suddenly realized that he had lost his composure because of his excitement. Although he was still full of expectations, he suddenly seemed relieved and said: "Kid Ren, don't force yourself too much. Just remember as much as you can..." . Seeing these goblin documents, the 'God of Steam' has already favored us, but I think He will continue to favor us... "
... .
And while everyone was still watching Ren show off his miraculous memory to copy goblin technological documents, new news suddenly came!
The thieves who went to explore the road came back and reported: "Lord of Rennes City, Your Royal Highness the Princess, we discovered a large smelting plant and forging plant in a mine 300 meters below!"
"Sure enough!"
Hearing this, Tust slapped his thigh.
Now that we have discovered the city where the ancient goblins lived, it was an unexpected surprise. And the original purpose of their trip was for [Angela Black Iron].
He had thought before that if there were mineral deposits, there must be a smelting plant; if there were standard shield weapons, there must be a forge!
At this time, the assassin said: "Moreover, we also found a very strange instrument underground..."
Tust: "A very strange instrument?"
Assassin: "Yes... And, it's still working!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
This city has been around for countless years, and the steel has rotted into slag. What instruments can still operate