Yuan Yuxue responded lightly: "Yeah."
He flipped through the information, thought about it for a moment, and then gently drew a circle in the air with his finger, circling a certain area. He asked, "Are these... ancient Emilian Empire style buildings?"
What Yuan Yuxue was asking about was the tall semicircular building that stood out extremely in the paintings and was slightly out of place with the other painting styles.
Although it looks simple, it is very grand and difficult to build. Even according to today's technological standards, it is difficult to build, let alone in ancient Emilia long ago.
The instructor glanced at it and said, "No. In our archaeological research, we did not find the remains of such a complex of buildings in ancient Emiro. Some documents found before did not contain any details of the relevant buildings. So this should also be a manifestation of the imagination of the ancient Emiro people, just like those monsters of various shapes and forms. Maybe they thought that the direction of people's buildings in the future would develop in this direction. It is also a very interesting research process."
Yuan Yuxue nodded again and didn't ask any more questions.
Yuan Yuxue quickly looked through those precious pictures again.
Then Yuan Yuxue's gaze fell on the written records.
Yuan Yuxue read these words very quickly.
The instructor originally wanted to explain some relevant knowledge to him, but he himself had not deciphered many ancient Emilian characters, and was actually still very unfamiliar with lectures in this area.
Seeing that Yuan Yuxue just glanced at it and turned the page, she thought he was not interested and didn't read it seriously, so she didn't go up to him to explain it to him.
Until Yuan Yuxue turned to one of the plastic-covered, slightly yellowed pages.
His movements stopped.
The words on this page were not as densely packed as the previous written records, but rather appeared very loose.
It is arranged in a regular pattern and looks like a poem.
There were only a few words, but Yuan Yuxue stared at them for a long time.
Seeing that he was interested in this, the instructor also looked at it a few more times. Then he showed a slightly restrained and embarrassed look...
"No one has been able to decipher the content of this text yet. We just guess that it is some kind of hymn or sacrificial text. The place where it was first carved was very exquisite and solemn, in the main chamber of the ancient King Amyro's tomb, so it must have a special meaning... I am currently studying it and I believe there will be results soon."
Yuan Yuxue: "It's neither a poem nor a eulogy."
He said this with such certainty that even the instructor was stunned for a moment.
He lowered his head and saw Yuan Yuxue looking at the text very seriously.
His eyelashes drooped slightly, densely and curled together, casting a group of fine shadows in a very soft arc.
The slight dissatisfaction that had arisen from being rejected so firmly dissipated quite quickly. He even leaned forward slightly and asked, "Why do you say that?"