Chapter 1373: Culture and heritage

Chapter 1373: Culture and heritage

The ancient wall of Holletta really stands in front of everyone. The bricks, tiles and even every line on the wall attract the eyes of the "heterogeneers" from the earth. They look at it with amazement. An ancient and splendid city, watching its spectacular and sturdy buildings, watching the crowds moving between these buildings, watching the Leta runes inscribed on the surface of the building, watching all these things gradually revealed Things that are off the material basis: culture and heritage.

Alienation still exists, and the sense of strangeness is inevitable. In fact, Hao Ren almost never expects those homeless feelings that the aliens of the earth can produce after seeing the dream plane. This is impossible because they are here. The memory of the aspect has long since disappeared with the impact of the original sin of the blood, but he can still expect the deep sense of the ancient aliens who have deep knowledge to see through the various aspects of the dream plane. Whether they agree with it or whether they understand it, it is soaked in the bricks and bricks of every civilization that has been baptized in the years. As long as it comes from the civilized collective, it can naturally smell its smell, and it will help Every "selected person" recognizes the "authenticity" of the dream plane. As long as this "authenticity" is established, the aliens of the earth will recognize the existence of the world and treat it as an established fact to think about the meaning of this "hometown" to them.

Where is culture and heritage? It is not in the repeated presentations, in the travel brochures and data sets, nor in the holographic projections that are circulated in the giant turtle rock, it can only be in the place where it was born and multiplied: ancient architecture, word of mouth, These are the carriers of the text that has changed over the years. The screaming in the streets is culture. The craftsmanship along the street cobbler shop is culture. The coat of arms on the helmet of the royal knight is culture. Even the gestures that the pedestrians on the street see after the visitors are cultures and these things have been passed from ancient times to Now, to become an element that people take for granted, and to show it in front of you, this is the inheritance.

The heterogeneous races that live on Earth don't have these things. This is their saddest place. Even in the glorious and powerful mythology, they ruled the whole planet by force, letting the real indigenous masters of the planet sway at their feet, they could not Change the fact that you are uncultured and inherited. They don't know what kind of ancestors they should worship, they don't know what their name means, they don't know their social structure and technical system, and the powerful Olympus is just a chaotic big family, Mesopotamia. Every indigenous **** on the plains of the suburbs lived a chaotic day of collecting treasures and food and then eating and sleeping. Even if some of them racked their brains, the aura flashed out some etiquette, law, and culture. Things, their rare and extremely unstable ethnic groups can't maintain them at all.

Therefore, the heterogeneous groups on the earth do not belong to their own cultural heritage, and they have never thought about what it would be like if their own ethnicity had their own cultural heritage.

In the dark night aristocratic district of Wangcheng, young aristocratic children from the Holletta blood family enthusiastically introduced their origins and myths about the dark night aristocrats to their fellow citizens. They mentioned that the first generation of **** monarchs was of origin. The sap was born, and the patron saint of the early blood family was a **** named "Hertoli", the **** lived on the larger moon, and even today there are some **** old people living in remote areas who believe these A vain story.

When visiting a war gallery, the kingdom's werewolf general Elson proudly told the wolves from the Earth that they had been the most brave race on the planet since ancient times and were also early explorers of Shadow Magic, although later The werewolves were confined by vampires in the field of shadow magic because of their physical limitations, but the achievements of the werewolves in the field of truth have been recognized by the world. The werewolves once built a powerful magical empire on this planet, and until today, the kingdoms they have built are still the most important force in the world. He also told those ignorant compatriots from the earth that the werewolf had a sacred mountain, the sacred mountain was in the western part of the kingdom, where it was covered with snow all year round, and the pilgrimage to the holy mountain was the wish of almost every werewolf...

The Rune dwarfs did not find their lost enchantment inheritance, because the techniques were also lost in Hallletta, but the Rune dwarves found something more valuable than that: they found their ancestral text.

Those words were engraved on the 122 slate and kept in the treasure chest of the royal family of Holleta. If it was not for this extraordinary "visiting activity", the awkward Moron might not be willing to Move these collections out and show them. The Rune dwarf's attitude when he saw the slate even made Hao Ren stunned to stunned: a group of rough dwarfs like muscles were crying together, and their tears drenched their beards. I can’t see the senselessness and indifference that they came out of.

Hao Ren had little contact with these Rune dwarves, only knowing that they were once part of the Nordic gods. Before the arrival of the gods, they received the wind and built a brass giant boat to escape the impending overturned Yugu. Dora Hill escaped to the depths of the ocean under the eye of the demon hunter and retired underground. They are the origins of many earth-based monsters and earthy whims, and until recently the Shadow Council was established, these reclusive recluse came back to the event.

He curiously asked Hesperris about the situation of these dwarves before finally figuring out what was going on.

"They have been searching for their lost words," Hesporis pointed at the short-strappers who kept their bald heads but dragged their beards almost to the ground. "They attach great importance to the inheritance of words, but they crossed through 10,000 years ago. When they got to Earth, they lost most of their memory. They saw the symbols on their skin? That is the 'text' they barely kept. It is said that the first rune dwarf just woke up. I can vaguely remember these symbols, and then they immediately engraved them on themselves. They carved out the meanings of these symbols while they were engraved, and they were all bloody, and they completely forgot their own words. From that day on, every generation of Rune dwarves engraved the words of their fathers on themselves, and in this way passed on these things from generation to generation, and hoped that one day they could be cracked and re-understood their own words. Perhaps it is the influence of the 'sin of the blood' in your mouth, and all their efforts in this area have failed..."

In the quiet narrative of Hesperia, Hao Ren can restore the scene of that scene in his mind:

Ten thousand years ago, Yugudola Hill carried countless dream plane refugees, rushing out of a **** road in the horror energy storm caused by the war of blasphemy. It smashed the wall of reality and crashed on the earth, many arks. The passenger died at the moment of 6...

The surviving refugees were ejected by Yugudola Hill one by one under the control of some automatic procedure and were taken to every corner of the earth. The planet was still wild at the time, and only the ruins, mountains, swamps and wastelands were greeted by the refugees. Although Yugudo Lahir may have screened the forced landings based on the environmental index of the 6 planets in advance, I am afraid that a considerable number of the more vulnerable refugees have died in the first few days to a few months.

The rest of the people woke up in fear and confusion.

The Rune dwarves were awakened under such circumstances. They woke up on the cold-frozen belt of ancient Europe, like a long and real nightmare, and then they had a nightmare. They didn’t know where they were from. Come, where are you going, don't know where the world is, they may want to record the first-hand information, but they are horrified that they are gradually forgetting their words in the process of memory disappearing, they only You can choose to engrave those things in places that are most unforgettable: yourself.

Then it was so 10,000 years.

The Rune dwarfs excitedly asked the Kingdom of Holleta to allow them to take away a slate, and their demands were naturally met, so they once again hugged and cried, and the guys in the big tricks almost made the entire gallery unacceptable. I kept talking. After the dwarfs were a little calmer, Hao Ren couldn't help but feel at Hesperris: "I didn't expect that the aliens in the earth would still be as hard as they are to pursue the lost cultural heritage. I thought you were all about those things. Don't bother."

"Because the Rune dwarves have escaped the dusk of the gods, they are one of the least damaged races after the end of the mythology. I am afraid that they are second only to the Krakens that have not been damaged at all, so they have extra worries to think about cultural heritage. The problem," Hesperus said faintly. "As for us... many of us are not indifferent to these, but have no spare capacity at all, just like me, the entire Olympus family is left with me." How many survivors do we have time to think about the issue of civilization?"

Vivienne said aside: "But when someone in the War Gallery talks about the Thunder Giants, are you not fascinated?"

Hesperris's face changed, and his face was no longer snoring.

Hao Ren smiled slightly and watched the "tourists" he brought with him under the guidance of the "guides" arranged by Holleta. After a long time, he nodded: "In any case, it is finally It's a bit useful."

"But the biggest meaning is not here." The data terminal floated aside and audified a message.

"Of course, the biggest meaning is not here." Hao Ren slightly stunned, then looked up, his eyes as if to penetrate the vault of the building, directly watching the endless high-altitude deep space.

More and more divine power oscillations are emerging throughout the dream plane and captured by drones.

A good "network" that was previously hidden seems to have finally emerged. 8