"Sir! Please accept my magical power!" Yi's face was full of unhappiness, and he was very depressed, because Wang Ran gave him this talent, no matter what he said, no one believed it, even if he gave him the talent Even Wang Ran didn't believe him. What use would he have for this talent?
It affects real life too much!
Wang Ran laughed twice: "Haha..."
The [Credit Loan] he gave Yi was very useful before the loan was owed. It could gain unreserved trust. It was this talent that resolved the crisis of the behemoth, but it was different after the loan was owed. The unlucky guy who had the word "Lao Lai" written on his forehead.
No matter what he said, others would subconsciously want to doubt him. If he didn't know the specific effect of this talent and had the loyalty endorsement of "Rescue the Suffering from Disaster", even he wouldn't be able to believe it.
"I'm sorry for you." Wang Ran reached out and patted Yi's shoulder. He shook his head sympathetically, "But this talent may be of great use in the future, so I'll have to wrong you for a while."
No one else would believe it, but this was actually a very useful talent, but he didn't think of where to use this "talent" at the moment.
Let him think about it for a few days, and then let Yihenhen shine.
"For Sir, all the hardships are worth it." Yi was a little disappointed, but he was loyal to Wang Ran, and when Wang Ran comforted him, he felt much better. "If there is any place where I can be used, Sir, please be kind to me." do not forget!"
Wang Ran nodded slightly: "I won't forget it."
Yi doesn't like this talent mainly because it has never been put to use and only brought negative feedback to him. But if Yi can shine because of this talent, I believe he will have no objection.
Furthermore, as long as one learns to speak ironically, it will not affect real life too much.
Wang Ran turned his head and looked at the continuous continent in the distance.
"These are the last traces of the existence of the ancients. I wonder what the ancients left for their descendants?"
Wang Ran flew towards the mainland with his hands on his hands.
He thought to himself that the ancients had mastered the Infinite Core, an artifact that could create the world, and what they would leave to their descendants would certainly not be shabby, and there might be some unexpected surprises.
Although he sits at the hub of the world, the earth is the base camp of the gods. The ancients who once occupied the earth must have discovered something related to the gods on the earth, otherwise they would not have perished together with the behemoth clan with multiple saints.
"I hope there are resources to improve my strength. I am just a false god now. I am working hard and I don't know when I will be promoted to a true god, build a high altar, and light the divine fire."
Wang Ran discovered that the mainland seemed far away, but in fact it was very close.
Just over half an hour later, he set foot on this continent. There was a suitable amount of gravity near the continent, and walking on it was like walking on the earth.
He walked outside a palace.
He did not use [real-time simulation] to deduce what would happen next, because it was like opening a blind box. It would be meaningless to know what was in the blind box in advance. He wanted to see the ancient heritage in person for the first time in reality.
"What a plain door."
The door of this palace is ocher color. There is no extra decoration on the door, only two rectangular protrusions - door handles.
Wang Ran felt the fluctuation of the law of time from this door.
The law of time is a node where he condenses his divine choice. He is very sensitive to the law of time, and he is keenly aware that the palace in front of him is in a state where time is at a standstill.
This state is maintained on the door. Once the door is pushed open, the flow of time in the palace will resume.
He held the door handle and suddenly felt a sense of realization in his heart.
The ancients did not see the moon today, but the moon used to shine on the ancients.
Tens of thousands of years ago, there must have been people like him standing in front of this door, but I don't know what their mood was...
Wang Ran pushed hard.
Creak - the door opened in response.
Wang Ran was stunned.
There were no weapons, elixirs, or armors as he expected in the palace, and there were no strange things he didn't recognize. There were only paintings with different contents.
These paintings range from large to small. The large ones can occupy an entire wall, while the small ones only have a frame of a few square meters. The content of each painting is different, whether it is a portrait or a landscape, they all have a unique and difficult-to-conceal feeling. Beauty.
"these are......"
Wang Ran had a strange expression on his face. He wondered whether the ancients built such a large palace just to store these paintings. It would be too disturbing. Could these paintings be something like Taoist talismans, capable of releasing all kinds of strange and strange things? Spell?
He carefully touched the painting closest to him with his mental power. This painting showed a girl rowing on the river. After careful inspection, the confusion on his face became more intense, because this painting was an ordinary painting. painting without any energy fluctuations.
He spread his spiritual power and enveloped the thousands of paintings in the palace. The result was that, without exception, they were all ordinary paintings.
If there is anything special, it is that every pair is beautiful.
But that's all. Wang Ran doesn't have any art appreciation skills. No matter how beautiful these paintings are, he can't say anything about them.
"What did the ancients mean by this?" His eyebrows knitted together. The things in the palace were so different from what he expected, and he was filled with confusion. "What is the use of these paintings? Why leave them to future generations?"
Wang Ran walked to the center of the palace. He looked at the huge painting in front of him that occupied an entire wall of the palace and fell into deep thought.
This painting depicts a battlefield.
On the battlefield, there are not only soldiers wielding weapons and fighting hard, but also dying soldiers lying in a pool of blood. There are flag officers standing on high places waving military flags and being stabbed in the heart by an arrow. There are also anxious generals pacing back and forth in the camp. There are women in the city who are worried about their husbands, and civilians who transport food and grass for the soldiers...
There are many, all-encompassing.
What's particularly rare is that the artist's brush strokes are so delicate that he not only depicts the different expressions of each person, but also details such as the blood stains on the armor and the folds of the clothes. Observing this painting carefully will give you a sense of immersion. The illusion is as if he is standing on a high place overlooking the battlefield in the painting.
"This painting is better than "Along the River During Qingming Festival"."
Wang Ran gave a pertinent evaluation.
He looked around, his clear eyes slowly passing through each painting. Although he didn't understand art, he understood that the paintings preserved in this palace were all the best among the best, and each one was a rare and top-notch one. artwork.
only......
He still didn't understand why the ancients kept these paintings.
He showed a thoughtful expression: "There are many more palaces like this. There should be other things in those palaces."
