"Okay, everyone, let's go back. An Xiu, you go home too." Chief Gelin asked everyone to leave, then turned around and walked towards Qian Hai with a smile, "Young man, let's go."
Qian Hai still put his hand on Shi Ye on his waist cautiously and nodded towards Chief Golin.
With the wave of Patriarch Gorin's hand, Qianhai and Patriarch Gorin floated into the air together and flew towards the town, leaving only Yax standing there blankly.
It was the first time that Qian Hai came into close contact with the civilization of another world. He couldn't hold back his curiosity and flew in mid-air to keep looking down.
It can be said that the town built by the recorder family is very unique. The town is basically made of European-style stone buildings. The buildings are well-proportioned and do not feel crowded at all. White, dark red, and cyan colors are interspersed with each other, creating a wonderful beauty.
The only incongruous thing was that it was still early morning, but the town was eerily quiet. Only a few pedestrians could be seen walking feebly through the streets.
And the tribesmen Qian Hai met at the beach just now are probably the only viable group of people left in the entire town.
"I apologize to you again for what happened before," Chief Golin said: "Our clan has lived in this fog for hundreds of years, and many people have extreme personalities due to years of depression. In addition, on the island When outsiders appear for the first time, people are inevitably a little nervous.”
"Master Patriarch, you are too polite." Sensing that Patriarch Golin had no ill intentions, Qian Hai relaxed a lot. "Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, there is no need to dwell on it anymore. To be honest, I can understand everyone's reaction, so I I don’t want to have too much contact with the people in the town.”
"It's rare for you to have such a big heart at your age." Patriarch Golin praised.
"But, Clan Chief, I don't understand why your great elder wants to see me?" Qian Hai asked.
"The Great Elder is the prophet and wise man of our record-keeping clan. He has always guarded the future of our clan." Chief Golin said slowly: "However, the situation of the Great Elder has been very unstable since more than a hundred years ago, so The main task of the previous clan leaders is to stay by the great elder’s side and help the great elder stabilize his state in his deep sleep.”
Patriarch Golin looked at Qian Hai: "Today is the first time that the great elder has woken up in the past thirty years. I can feel that he is ready to use all his strength to stay awake this time. He is the one who is waking up. After he came, he told me that the hope of our record family came from outside the mist."
"Master Patriarch, are you saying that I am your hope?" Qian Hai was a little surprised.
Chief Golin shook his head, "I don't know. The great elder only asked me to invite you to see him. I guess that maybe you can bring some kind of change to our clan. Qian Hai, we are here."
Qian Hai and Patriarch Golin flew over half of the town and landed on the hillside on the edge of the town. There was a majestic building that looked like a church, but it was obviously not a church. In short, it exuded a vicissitudes of classicism.
"This is our most important place - the Clock Palace." Chief Golin led the way, "Let's go to see the great elder."
The building is very empty and quiet, and every stone pillar you walk through seems to be filled with antiquity that has passed through countless years. Only the footsteps of Qian Hai and Patriarch Golin echo in the hall.
Qian Hai walked silently behind Patriarch Gorin for a long time, and finally stopped in front of a double wooden door. Patriarch Gorin slowly opened the door, "Come on, the great elder is waiting for you inside."
Qian Hai followed Patriarch Golin into the door. The room was covered with a soft carpet of unknown material. The light inside the room was warm and soft, especially since the concentration of energy particles in the room was much higher than outside.
In the center of the room was a milky-white, soft bed, and a thin, frail old man was half-lying on the bed.
"Sorry, young man, I am too weak to get up to welcome you." The old man spoke very weakly, but kept smiling at Qian Hai.
Qian Hai quickly saluted the Great Elder, "I don't dare, I don't dare. Hello, Great Elder, my name is Qian Hai."
"Okay, okay," the great elder looked at Patriarch Golin, "Golin, let Qian Hai and I talk alone for a while."
Patriarch Golin was a little worried, "Great Elder, your current body..."
"It's okay, go ahead." The great elder waved his hand slowly.
Although Chief Golin was worried, he still respectfully withdrew. Qian Hai took the opportunity to turn on the tamperer and looked at the great elder, 'Level 74 (dark yellow)'
Qian Hai was a little surprised, "The level is so high, but it's only dark yellow?" ! The sea beasts of this level I have seen on the bottom of the sea are at least dark blue. It seems that the great elder is really weak. '
"Qian Hai, come and sit." The great elder tried his best to wave to Qian Hai.
Qian Hai hurriedly stepped forward and said, "It's okay, Great Elder, I can just stand. What are your orders for me?"
The great elder shook his head, "It's not an order, I'm asking for your help."
How could Qian Hai bear the request from such a gentle old man? He quickly said, "Don't say that. You tell me what you need me to do first, and then I will try my best to complete it."
"Don't worry yet," the Great Elder took a breath and said, "Listen to me first, the origin of our family of recorders..."
He didn't know how long he stood there before Qian Hai finally listened to the great elder's intermittently finished words. Qian Hai started to regret when he was halfway through listening. Why had he been so polite when the great elder asked him to sit down?
To put it simply, 'Recorder' is not a race, it should be regarded as a special profession of the human race. They are different from magicians with regular attribute restrictions. Each recorder can use magic with all attributes.
Moreover, the casting time is much shorter than that of ordinary magicians, and even some powerful recorders can release multiple spells in an instant without a casting buffer.
And the reason why they are so powerful is because their unique book of records is the magic book that appears out of thin air in their hands every time they want to take action.
The Book of Records can be said to be the second life of the recorder. Once the Book of Records is damaged, it will directly harm the recorder's spirit and even threaten his life.
If you want to possess the Book of Records, you must complete a certain trial in something called the 'Big Clock' before you can condense the Book of Records in their so-called spiritual sea. It can also be said that the book of records is the medium between the 'big clock' and the recorder.
In their former world, the Recorders had always been the most secretive organization in the world. The recorder never participates in any battles in the world and is only responsible for objectively recording history. Then all the recorded contents are transmitted to the 'Big Clock' through the Book of Records, and the 'Big Clock' gives back their power and magic.
After coming to this world, the 'big clock' began to have problems. Coupled with the various turbulences when the new world was first formed, and the Recorder family being trapped on the island and unable to collect information, the problem of the 'Big Clock' became more and more serious, and the Recorder family also declined.
