Chapter 1,301 Clay Tablets

After dinner in the evening, I chatted with Sandora about my half-day activities in Shadow City. Sandora seemed to have heard about Tavel's plan to design a new type of warship, but she didn't know much about it. I heard that the miniaturized dismantling generator was ready for field use and would become the main weapon of the new warship. Sandora seemed very happy. To celebrate, she went to the kitchen and brought back three-cage steamed buns, and handed one to me. : "So, Tavel has increased the quality of projection by 20% these days because she is busy with this. She is quite a talent, and she should be a well-known top technician in the old empire."

As soon as Sandora mentioned Tavel's hordes of quality projections, I couldn't help but complain. Various Xiling apostles have their own special abilities. Tavel is an apostle who specializes in scientific research. Her branch talent is multi-thread processing, but not every multi-threaded scientific research Xiling apostle is as talented as her. Hundreds and thousands of mass projections. That research geek actually transformed herself. She combined her thread distribution system with mass projection technology, which formed a spectacular sight like a group of Tavels. Every time she saw groups of mass projections in the laboratory, While I was busy here, I couldn't help but think about what to do if Tavel suffered from schizophrenia...

Unexpectedly, Tavel herself was quite open-minded about this issue. She was very happy at the time: "Schizophrenia? That's great. Your Majesty, you have two chief technicians..."

Then she happily went to Lilina and asked for advice on how to make herself schizophrenic. Lilina really received her seriously at that time because she felt that Tavel was indeed insane and needed treatment...

I can't understand the thinking process of that kind of scientific research madman at all.

"You have to understand that there are only two things in the world that are important to her. The first is to be loyal to the empire. The second is to develop new things for the empire, and the second can be classified as the first," Sandora said quickly She stuffed the buns into her mouth, with a particularly happy expression on her face, "She won't care about the rest. I know many Xiling apostles like her. Outsiders may think this life is quite boring, but she herself Definitely enjoying it.”

I strongly agree with this. I still remember the brilliant look on Tavel’s face when he got the new research material two days ago. At that time, there were one hundred and twenty-seven Tavels rushing toward me with their eyes open at the same time. Come here, I almost thought I was going to be eaten by them... by her.

"Also, Phyllis is making quite a lot of noise. Her Fiari Void Consortium is now open for business." I casually mentioned the Void Consortium and took out the jingle bell from my pocket. The little thing kept poking around inside. Go, and when I took her out, I realized that this little girl was doing radio gymnastics, "Dingdang, what are you doing?"

"Exercise after eating!" Dingdang said without raising his head while doing stretching exercises. Then she looked up and saw the meat buns on the table, "Ah! Anweina's steamed meat buns!"

Then Dingdang jumped up to the basket, lay down on the biggest bun and started to eat. But after all, she had already eaten dinner. After chewing for a while, she jumped out holding her stomach: "Dingdang can't eat any more. The meat buns are so delicious!”

I silently looked at the bun that had a lot of teeth marks from Dingdang's bite, but the skin was still intact. I wonder if this is any different from eating steamed buns...

In fact, this problem has arisen before. Because Dingdang’s appetite is very small, for a long time when she first came to our house, she didn’t know that there was actually stuffing in the buns. She always thought that the buns were just wrinkled ones. Steamed buns. Later, Anweina had to prepare buns for the little thing that were as big as a thumb and were as big as works of art. Only then did Dingdang understand why two foods that looked and tasted similar had to have different names. Of course, it was quite troublesome to make special buns for Dingdang, so I later thought of a compromise, which was to help the little guy dig out the stuffing. Let her eat a spoonful of stuffing and a mouthful of steamed buns together. If you didn't raise a little creature like her, you would never imagine that life could have so many details...

"The Void Consortium," Sandora thought thoughtfully, "I've heard of it. But I haven't paid much attention to it. There seem to be many similar business organizations in the macro world... Well, I'm not very interested in this. Apostle Xiling doesn't Trade is needed and we got through that a long time ago.”

"But most mortals have not survived," Dingdang suddenly said, "There are still more mortals than gods in the empire, right?"

Shandora and I looked at this little thing in surprise at the same time, deeply amazed that this little thing seemed to have said something very reasonable, but Dingdang just shook his head in confusion under our gaze: "Dingdang is done..."

I:"……"

As expected, it was impossible for Dingdang to focus her limited intelligence on a serious matter for a long time. After saying the only thing that sounded reasonable, the little one jumped on the armrest of the sofa and continued to do his own stretching exercises, but I and I Sandora looked at each other and felt that Dingdang was reminding herself that the Xiling Apostles did not need trade, but other races under the empire's rule did.

The cornerstone of the empire is the huge number of ordinary races.

The Macroworld communication network is controlled by the Imperial Military. It is true that this network is efficient and convenient, but apart from being efficient and convenient, this network does not have many functions. Xiling Apostles do not need a trade network, and do not know how to form a trade network. Our management of ordinary races throughout the empire is maintained in an extremely loose state, and we almost never interfere with their internal business practices. Shandora always thought that this was nothing, but Dingdang’s words made me realize: this is just “nothing” to Xiling Apostles, but to ordinary races...

"Using trade activities to enhance the exchanges between ordinary races and the contact between the imperial family and the people of the macro world is an idea that is easy to think of, but I have never paid attention to it." Sandora nodded, "Well, now that I think of it It's not too late, but I really don't think Apostle Xiling can establish a commercial department..."

"In fact, there is no need to control commerce and trade in the hands of the empire," I thought for a while and said, "because 'commerce' itself can bring zero benefits to the empire. It is an active agent. Its only function is to make macro-world communication more Broadly speaking, we just need to actively promote business groups like the Feyali Void Consortium. What exactly will they do... Anyway, they will definitely not be able to subvert the imperial power. There is no race in the macro world that can escape the eyes of the empire. We need to do a good job in approval and monitoring. That’s it. Don’t worry about anything else at all.”

Sandora thought about it, so she nodded happily, and maybe with this nod, a behemoth called the Fialli Void Consortium will really appear in the macro world in the future. I can see this coming now - that Hawker Queen is so impressive...

At this moment, a roaring noise came from outside the gate, interrupting my chat with Shandora. The sound sounded like it was the second-rate fox again: after eating, the fox ran out to play wildly. This is her repertoire every evening, but today the fox seems to be back a little early. I raised my head and looked through the window into the yard, and sure enough I saw the fox running towards me, and beside her there were little crows and little bubbles joining in the fun.

The fox's tail seemed to be curling up with something. The nine big tails that were originally floating around were now tightly wrapped into a ball: this was her most accustomed way of carrying things, and it could not be imitated by others.

"Fox!" I opened the window. Saying hello loudly to the outside, the demon fox girl looked up and saw her owner(?), she immediately showed a happy look, jumped up on all fours this way twice, and jumped directly in through the window. I only saw a scene in front of me. A ball of golden fur flashed past, and then there was a fox fairy girl squatting on the sofa with bright eyes. She jumped up with her shoes on!

The nature of the demon fox is like this. She will go her own way and will not change despite repeated admonishment. Even if she has developed nine tails and 36d, she is still used to getting down on all fours, scratching her face with her feet, and jumping in from the window to jump on my sofa. I guess the freest life in this family is She - after all, no matter how noisy a naughty child is, he can't be like a fox dog, right?

Seeing the last two buns on the low table, the fox's eyes suddenly lit up and he reached out to take them. I reminded him unhurriedly: "These are Sandora's..."

Immediately, the ears of this useless fox started to tremble, the fluff on its tail stood up like steel needles, and it retracted its claws as if it was electrocuted. She didn't understand the situation when she first came here, and the nature of wild animals is hard to change. She once accidentally ate Sandora's snacks, and then she witnessed Sandora eating half of the pots and pans in the cupboard because of lack of food. The scene at that time caused her a serious psychological disorder. Shadow, she still firmly believes that Sandora didn't eat her because she thought it would be troublesome to remove the fox's tail...

"You don't wash your hands, you don't change your shoes. You get covered in dirt when you play outside, and when you get home you jump directly on the sofa..." I scolded the spoiled fox one by one, "You are the fox fairy of the Nine-Tails" Really? Are you really planning to mutate into a husky?"

"Monsters are free, and I am like this in my hometown," the fox shook her ears nonchalantly. She knew that I would not do anything to her, so she was extra unscrupulous. I noticed that her tail was still curled up tightly. I couldn't help but become curious: "What's in the tail? What messy things did you pick up outside again?!"

This fox has picked up strange things at home more than once or twice. I don’t know if this is also part of the nature of monsters. Anyway, now a small warehouse has to be opened for her in the roof attic, which is full of her The stone eggs dug out of the soil while playing outside and the strange things from the earth that I couldn’t believe were the deep rock crystals she dug out of the Gutenberg surface. Raising a nine-tailed fox spirit is a very troublesome thing, really.

Now I can't say anything when she picks up things. I can only sigh helplessly like this every time, and then remember to remind her to wash her hands.

"This time it's a good thing!" The fox raised her neck confidently and used the same sentence pattern every time to prove that she was not messing around. Then she carefully spread her tail in front of me and spread a large piece of black The strange thing was placed on the sofa. "I found it after traveling a long way! It has a familiar smell and strange patterns on it. It must be a treasure."

I looked at the treasure brought back by the fox in surprise, and found that it must have been buried for a long time, because this thing is actually a clay tablet with cuneiform writing... Damn it, a clay tablet with cuneiform writing!

Of course, what’s even more embarrassing is——

"Don't put this kind of thing on the sofa! My sister just washed the sofa cover yesterday, you idiot!"

I was about to hit the fox on the head with my knife, but the guy instantly wrapped himself into a fur ball with his tail and rolled it to the ground. It was a combination of conditioned reflex and familiarity. Then she poked her head out of the fur ball. : "I just want to make you happy..."

Me: "..." Does this guy also sell cute hiding swords now?

Sandora looked curiously at the fragile black clay tablet that seemed to break when touched. The latter was definitely a prehistoric artifact. I guess putting it on the international stage would give a battalion of archaeologists a cerebral hemorrhage: Where did that cheap fox dig up such a treasure? Did she dig a hole in the ground and get to the National Museum?

I stepped forward and pushed the fox fur ball: "Stop making trouble and get down to business. Where did you find this thing?"

The fox's ears twitched: "Iraq..."

Me: "...After eating and taking a walk, you can go to Iraq!"

"She took me there -" The fox shrunk her neck, raised her tail and pointed at the door to start selling her teammates. I looked along the tip of her tail. I happened to see a holy figure shining into the room in the moonlight and condensing into shape. It turned out that Alaya was back. The angel sister stretched her wings, showed a silly smile, then lay down on the window sill and started to be in a daze.

Let me explain here, usually there are two guys in the family who will definitely go out for a walk after dinner. One is the wild and untamable fox, and the other is the angel sister who knows what is going on in her mind. However, their walking routes are not the same: the angel sister likes to chase satellites in space, and the fox likes to dig holes in the suburbs. They each went their own way. But today, I don’t know what happened, but these two actually got together. It’s no wonder that the fox came back from digging a clay tablet from Iraq. To be honest, she followed Alaya out for a walk, so I wouldn’t be surprised if she dug something from the Zenith Star and came back...

"Iraq..." Shandora gently stroked the clay tablet that had been buried in a certain ruins for an unknown period of time. "Is it a relic of the Sumerian or Babylonian civilization in the Mesopotamia? No, the clay tablet The history of the version seems to be older..."

I stared blankly at an alien recalling the history of earth civilization. Something feels wrong.

"How did you dig this?" I patted the fox on the head, my tone more curious than surprised. To be honest, I have encountered too many high-energy events in my daily life. I study all kinds of doomsday and solutions to the end of the world all day long, which makes my nerves extremely tough. In comparison, this fox is just a digger from Iraq. I couldn't be more surprised to see a mud pimple from thousands of years ago come back: if she goes to Gutenberg again to dig deep rock crystals, maybe I will be excited, at least she can use it as a toy for Little Bubble. But I'm also thinking about asking the fox to mark the place where the clay tablet was dug, and then asking Qianqian to inform her dad that Uncle Xu had recently dug up the ancestral tombs of an ancient kingdom in Africa. I am just preparing to move to Mesopotamia recently...

"I just found a large piece of wasteland near Iraq," the fox said with an indifferent expression, stretching out his hand to show the movement of digging in the soil. "Then he dug all the way down and dug out a stone hole. There were clay tablets and gold in the hole... "

I looked at the pile of tails behind the fox's butt, trying to find where she had hidden the gold. It turned out that the other person was very smart and guessed what I was thinking: "It's too heavy, so I threw it away on the road."

"Where's your portable space?!"

"……forget."

I was stunned: I threw away the gold because it was too heavy, but I brought back the clay tablet book which was even harder to get. If this was a deliberate move, I could praise you girl, you have really contributed to human civilization, but obviously This fox didn't think much about it at all. She was indeed a member of the Husky family.

But I don’t have any regrets. After all, I don’t lack those treasures. I just lamented the values ​​​​of this fox. I hope that the thrown away piece of gold can be picked up by someone who knows the goods, and it can be regarded as making some contribution to the research of ancient human civilization. Now I focus on the clay tablet again, because Sandora has been studying it carefully since just now, showing a thoughtful look from time to time. Based on Sandora's performance, is there anything else about this clay tablet? Extraordinary?

"Feel it carefully," Sandora connected with me. She knew what I was thinking, so she pointed at the clay tablet, "It is very weak, almost attenuating to zero, but it still exists - the psionic energy reaction."

I was immediately shocked, knowing that the fox had accidentally dug up something deadly!

There are Xiling relics on the earth. We have known this for a long time. These relics have two sources. A small part is left by a soldier of Sandora who fled to the earth due to equipment failure, and a large part comes from Atlanti. During the Sri Lankan civilization, it was left behind by the then Imperial Scientific Expedition Team and the Viska Legion of Destruction. These relics were buried deep underground due to geological changes, and the dangerous radioactive materials and weapon systems inside them could cause catastrophe to mankind at any time. Therefore, we launched an operation to scan and recover these relics around the world (in fact One of the original missions of Great Love was to find these dangerous things, but their mission has ended). I thought that after that large-scale operation, these dangerous relics had been cleaned up, but...

The fox actually dug up another one?

Why did this relic escape that massive global scan? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read it.)