The two days ended quickly. Cen Jin has traveled to every city in Canaan, and has begun to imagine how Kunlun will open up canals and rivers and plant crops.
In particular, after some communication with Kunlun, he found that as long as the materials are sufficient, the Bronze City can be expanded. At that time, the structure of the Bronze City can be rebuilt, and the commercial area, residential area and greening and leisure area can be re-planned.
More importantly, the Bronze City is now dominated by skyscrapers, as well as antique Chinese buildings and bridges. If there is no obvious contrast between Kusinara and Canaan, it can still be called 'cyberpunk'. 'feature.
Now that the two are compared, the Bronze City must have its own characteristics.
Cen Jin decided to transform the entire Bronze City into a Chinese ancient city. If the required area increases, he must consider the matter of expanding the territory. He can ask the legendary witch how to master the perfect bronze craftsmanship.
Early in the morning on the third day, Siren Head hurried over to knock on the door: "It's time... 呲... Not yet, come out."
The door opened from the inside, Ding Yiqing's face was very impactful, and the tall body with the head of the siren suddenly curled into a ball.
"It's not yet dawn."
Cen Jin walked to the door, tidied up his collar, and turned back to ask Ding Baiqing, "Together?"
Ding Baiqing drooped his eyes, a little tired: "I won't go."
Cen Jin: "Then go back to sleep." He turned to the siren and said, "Let's go."
Siren head silently followed behind Cen Jin, heard the sound of the door closing behind him, and asked tremblingly when he walked out of the distance, "You... live together?"
Cen Jin: "Couples, please understand."
Siren Head was in a trance, why did he feel that Cen Jin was in good spirits, but that one was a little tired? Although Huang Mao is very powerful, he can be considered a human being. This is too strong.
Cen Jin walked out of the distance, suddenly stopped, looked up at the siren head and said seriously: "Ding Yiqing and I didn't do anything last night, he just got up a little bit, do you understand?"
Siren Head: "…?" Did he say anything
Cen Jin looked at his extra speakers and said, "Brother Di, you broadcast it, and now all Canaan knows that I have picked Yang Ding Baiqing."
Siren Head: "Can I clarify for you?"
Cen Jin: "As soon as you clarify, all Canaan thinks I am forcing you to change your tune."
Siren Head: "Sorry."
Cen Jin waved his hand, feeling that this is nothing, not a lie.
In this way, Cen Jin came to the ivory tower with the siren head, and Morse was still guarding it. Yulia and the others were woken up by the siren head's broadcast. When they woke up, they went to the ivory tower with nothing to do.
When Morse saw Cen Jin, he turned sideways: "I tried many ways, but I couldn't find the passage to the core cabin. It's the third day, and there's still no movement."
Cen Jin walked around the center of the ivory tower: "I'll take a look."
The pupils were filled with scarlet mist, and the line of sight again passed through the obstacles to reach the core cabin. There was no water vapor. The complicated metal tubes were intertwined with each other, and each liquid tube was shrouded by a tall bust image.
These images only have the upper body, their faces are like sculptures, they are colorful and heavy, and they wear gorgeous jewelry. They are a bit like the Bodhisattvas in the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, but they have fine metal tubes inserted into their backs and tops of their heads, and the other end is inserted into a liquid tube.
Like the ancient gods who came to the pantheon, silently staring at the nest of hatchlings, silently guarding the newborn cubs.
When Cen Jin turned his attention to the central liquid tube and tried to see the cub clearly, the gods were angry, like the she-wolf protecting the cub opened her fangs and roared, the pressure stinging Cen Jin's eyes, forcing him to withdraw his sight .
Morse stared closely at Cen Jin's face, and when he noticed a change, he asked, "How is it?"
Cen Jin pursed his lips, continued pacing, looked at the sky and the ground, sat down cross-legged, tapped the ground and muttered, "I have to talk to them."
who are they
Morse had absurdity and a trace of panic in his heart. He guessed who 'they' were, but he couldn't believe it, didn't he say extinct
A couple of days ago, Cen Jin tried to communicate with Canaan using words, but Canaan was dead and lifeless, no matter how much he coerced and lured it was useless.
Cen Jin soon understood that Canaan was a dead thing, and then bumped into the 'soul' of the ancient gods... It was probably a 'spirit', which was the same as all the undead that appeared in hotels and trains.
European gods can create batch after batch of undead, maybe the method comes from Sumerian gods.
The uninitiated person in Canaan, he can only try to communicate with the 'elders' of the black briquettes, so he closed his eyes and immersed himself in it. War is everywhere.
Semi-mechanized creatures are as powerful as gods, either running on the ground or soaring in the sky, using a variety of weapons, driving advanced warships, from the sky, from the junction of the sun and the ground, like swarms of locusts. Come, then the cannons. The fire roars, the earth trembles, the mountains lament, the war is endless, the stars rise and fall.
Cen Jin suddenly felt that this was the last war in which the Sumerian gods fell. The sun set in the mountains was like a harbinger of tragedy. Heroes came to an end and dynasties changed.
When he crossed the blazing battlefield and came to the horizon, he suddenly found that he was in a dark temple. The building structure was similar to the central temple in Canaan, but there was a taller figure in front of him.
About 30 meters high, the facial features are more perfect than the plastic surgery template, and the whole body is colorful. As long as you don't look at its head and back full of metal tubes, it is easy to think of the gods of Bharat, or the flying sky of Dunhuang.
This god statue lowered its eyebrows and lowered its eyes, and the half-open eyes were both compassionate and cold.
"Should I call you Canaan, or God's An?"
The unearthed clay tablet documents call the supreme god of Sumerian civilization An, but not the god of creation. The history of human civilization has not been traced back to the past, and of course Cen Jin will not know, so he only guesses.
As soon as the voice fell, there was an ancient voice surrounding the temple, not any language he was familiar with, but Cen Jin could understand it.
"We are now a spirit body that relies on Canaan, you can collectively call it Canaan."
us
Cen Jin smiled and said, "You are the elders of the black briquettes. I can understand your love for him, but he can't stay with you."
"The descendants belong to Canaan."
"No." Cen Jin smiled, but his eyes were cold: "It is Canaan that belongs to the black briquettes, and he has entered my Kunlun household registration, and he is my Kunlun national. If he wants, he can bring Canaan into Kunlun, but Canaan is not. You can't take away my Kunlun people."
After a pause, he said kindly, "Do you understand?"
Canaan was silent for a long time, "If we don't agree with you to take your descendants, what will you do?"
Cen Jin: "You don't want to know. In terms of strength, I'm afraid your group of spirits can't beat us. In terms of weapons... Let's call Canaan a weapon, and you can't beat my Kunlun. You have no chance of winning, and We can shake hands and make peace, I will not hurt Black Brittle, we are all his family."
'Canaan' fell into silence again. After a long time, the temple collapsed, revealing the basement of the power source. The former name 'Canaan' overlooked the little human beings. The pressure on Cen Jin was not too big.
Cen Jin turned his head to look at the metal liquid tube in the center. The black briquettes and the siren head cub had merged into a round transparent sphere, and a five- or six-year-old child was sleeping inside.
Probably after playing with Li Manyun and Gutong for a long time, the black briquettes subconsciously imitated adult human cubs and evolved into what they are today.
"The cub is receiving inheritance memories." All Canaan said in unison: "We have witnessed the kindness of you and your companions to our descendants. We scanned fragments of you from the descendants' memories, and we have seen you before. , five thousand years ago."
Cen Jin frowned: "Could it be my past life?"
'Canaan': "No, we saw you in prophecy."
"!" Cen Jin's pupils shrank sharply.
'Canaan' continues: "A human being has come to us, and in exchange for 'protecting a descendant', let us help him find a person. We know your existence from prophecy, and our descendants inherit us I also know your existence from the prophecy."
Cen Jin's brain seemed to have a big bell tolling, and the humming sound made him unable to think.
"… who is it?"
'Canaan': "We have no reason to tell you."
Cen Jin raised his eyes and laughed: "What conditions do you want to negotiate? It's better to have enough bargaining chips. I can guess who this human being is, so just tell me his identity, maybe it won't impress me."
He stepped forward and stared at Canaan: "I want to know everything about him and me, including your prophecies."
'Canaan' calmly scolded: "Too greedy."
Cen Jin: "It's worth it. I will promise you that I will always protect your descendant, and ensure that he is safe, happy, and enjoys family, friendship and love."
'Canaan' was speechless, thinking for a moment, and finally moved: "We don't know much, if you want to know the whole truth, it is recommended to look back to fate... We understand that this bargaining chip is not enough to impress you, maybe you will be interested in the Book of the Dead. more interested."
Cen Jin: "What is it?"
'Canaan': "Harab is strong, the book of the dead that decides the life and death of all things, including the judgment of the gods - one day, you will need it and desire it. This is the prophecy we send you, and it is also a bargaining chip, you have it Take the time, and before that day comes, we'll tell you how to get the Book of the Dead."
Cen Jin: "Deal." He looked at the central metal liquid pipe: "When will the black briquettes wake up?"
'Canaan': "When the inheritance ends, when Canaan starts."
The white water vapor quickly diffused, covering hundreds of 'Canaan', like the wind blowing away the thick fog, the solemn and dignified faces of the gods from blurring to vanishing in the blink of an eye, metal hoses and huge gears rotating each other, sending out With a bang, the bronze bricks and walls were dismantled, transported, and reorganized one after another, and the entire sky city was obviously reassembled.
The river stopped flowing, the houses and roads swayed, the plants and flowers withered rapidly, the statues of the gods rose slowly from the river, covering the sky, solemn and compassionate, solemn and beautiful, the city walls were towering, the towers and cannons. The huge array of floating gold yellow, nested with each other, overlapping, gorgeous and majestic.
From the outside, the entire sky city seems to be an upgraded version of Noah's Ark that is magnified a hundred times, and it is still out of print.
Comparing the two, it is difficult to say that Noah's Ark is not a 'Canaan' copied by European gods.
In other words, 'Canaan' is the real Noah's Ark.
The abnormality suddenly occurred, and in the ivory tower, everyone and everyone were nervous, alert and calm. Even the anxious Morse and the siren head were calm until Cen Jin opened his eyes.
Cen Jin jumped up quickly as soon as he opened his eyes, waving his arms to signal others to run away quickly, at the same time, the ground shook and split in half, revealing a black bottomless pit.
Just listening to the rumbling sound from bottom to top, from far to near, suddenly rushed out of the ground, a yellow metal elevator car stood silently, after a few seconds, the metal car walls on all sides contracted, making a 'chirp' sound.
When the lingering water vapor dissipated, a little boy carved in pink and jade came out. He was dressed in quite delicate and gorgeous clothes, wearing yellow gold ornaments and gold earrings. His skin was fair, and his facial features had obvious exotic features, like a doll. He looked arrogant, like the last little crown prince left over from the dynasty.
"...Descendants of Sumerian gods?"
"The Siren Head Cub?"
"child… ?"
Everyone was full of question marks, staring blankly at the boy.
The little crown prince walked out of the elevator car with a flat mouth, and suddenly threw himself into Cen Jin's arms with tears in his eyes: "It scared me to death, Huang Mao. I fell into such a big glass tube, hugged Xiao Xiaodi, and then dreamed. Terrible, there are a bunch of tall and terrifying monsters, fighting non-stop, even the stars and the sun are smashed... hiccup!"
"..." It can be said that the image collapsed quite severely.
Li Manyun hesitated: "Black briquettes?"
Gu Tong and An Ping stared at the little crown prince: "This courage, this character of crying and chirping, is black briquettes! Black briquettes, have you gone to whiten it?"
The black briquettes turned and sprayed them: "No conscience! I'm missing, you didn't come to me, only Huang Mao went to me!"
Cen Jin: "Can you hear me?"
Black briquettes: "I can still see."
Cen Jin twisted the neck of the black briquettes, turned his body towards Morse and the siren head, pointed at them and said, "Your dad, your brother."
Black briquettes: "Huh?"
Morse and Siren Head were even more confused, and Turmeric and Ursula, who had already guessed, suddenly realized that the other half was black briquettes.
"Isn't that the siren head cub?" Wu Lan wondered.
Wang Lingxian thought thoughtfully: "Black briquettes are the other half? They merge with each other, and this is the complete descendant of the Sumerian gods."
Cen Jin: "Yeah."
Morse and Siren Head reacted quickly, staring at the black briquettes: "Kerr, that's your name. Your mother was startled by the sound of smashed briquettes, so she gave birth to you. She took it for you. A nickname, coal, also means briquettes. Little briquettes, little Kerr, maybe that's why you imitate the shape of briquettes."
Siren Head used his tall and terrifying body to make movements that did not conform to the tricks, holding his face and indulging: "Brother, cute."
Black briquettes...should be called Kerr.
Kerr wiped his tears, a little surprised: "So the protagonist of the dog blood is myself?"
Cen Jin tugged at his clothes, thinking to himself what was wrong with Kerr always wiping his face with other people's clothes.
He is especially sentimental, especially likes the exaggerated performances of dog blood dramas. He also assumed many times that his parents who abandoned him had difficulties, and imagined the scene of reunion. Xiao Kerr, who has also performed in front of Cen Jin, Li Manyun and other friends, really At the moment of recognizing his relatives, he behaved awkwardly.
With blushing cheeks, pinching the corner of his clothes, hesitating in his footsteps, he was pushed forward by Cen Jin, pursed his lips and said embarrassedly, "Dad, brother."
Immediately hugged into the warm arms of their relatives, Morse and Siren Head both had sour noses, but Little Kerr pursed his lips and smiled with crescent eyes.
The onlookers/Chou thought, Huang Mao is really a blood collection station, and he can gather everything.
Glancing inadvertently outside the ivory tower, Cen Jin found that Canaan had become a huge battleship floating in the air, and the shadow cast completely shrouded Noah's Ark, and he couldn't help but look surprised.
It didn't take long for my friends to notice this.
Huang Jiang concluded: "Because the descendants of the gods merged, obtained the memory of inheritance, and activated Canaan and the undead of the gods left behind, so Canaan changed from a livable state before and after the war to a wartime spaceship."
Wang Lingxian folded his arms and meditated: "When we escaped from the Holy See, the high-altitude angels were extracted with energy and combined into a battleship that can be used for both sea, land and air."
Totem frowned: "It seems to be directly controlled by European gods."
Wu Lan rubbed his fingers: "I don't know if I can change hands."
Cen Jin: "What are you looking at me for?"
The three said in unison: "We also want battleships."
Cen Jin: "Go away."
Gu Tong envied his little friend and looked up at Cen Jin: "Dad, I also want to play Lego."
It's okay, Huangmao is okay, Dad, you're too filial.
Cen Jin said coldly, "When you get into Tsinghua University in the college entrance examination, Dad promises to give you a limited edition Lego."
Tong Tong lowered his face in an instant, cursing, pointing at the sky to the ground: "If you don't send it, you won't send it, why are you cursing me for the college entrance examination? I have a primary school education in my life, and no one can stop me from pursuing freedom."
Cen Jin patted his chest and panted, like every parent who persuaded students to bury their unfilial daughter.
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Haha, going out!
Finally finished the plot points of Canaan, body forging, black briquettes and new weapons, the next chapter can go out!
PS: If you are hungry, go eat first.
I... Forget it, I dare not say anything about it. It will fall as soon as you stand fg, I should wake up.