Chapter 94

As soon as she heard that rolle was looking for her daughter, Jeanne's eyes lit up slightly and asked quickly:

"Did she like the pie last time? Do you need to prepare more?"

Rolle thought and nodded.

"Thank you."

The next day, Rolle took some pies made by Jeanne herself and went into the ruins Valley to see her daughter.

Jeanne's craftsmanship is very good. Rolle likes this salty and spicy taste very much, and so does Corey.

After all, father and daughter.

But the little milk cat and the little donkey are different. They can't accept it at all. Unlike Rolle's little pet, they can only eat carrots.

With a little milk cat and a little donkey leading the way, Rolle was not afraid of losing his way. It took only two hours to get to the previous beach, and Kelly arrived earlier.

She was rolling her trouser legs, barefooted like a white fish, turning crabs in the river. When she saw rolle, she couldn't even put on her shoes. She ran over with her little bare feet.

"Dad!"

Rolle bent down and rubbed his daughter in his arms, while his daughter rubbed the baby cat in her arms.

"How about this time? Your work should be almost over?"

Rolle asked again.

"Woo... It may take a while. Recently, some new discoveries have been made. This relic is much larger than previously expected. It doesn't seem to be built by the ancients."

Kerry reported the progress of the work truthfully.

In the past half a month, everyone has been in peace, and the archaeological progress has been advancing steadily. Two more layers have been dug down.

Then I was surprised to find that the ruins were getting bigger and bigger

"At present, it is basically certain that this is the legendary ancient civilization and the remains left by yaaraka, which has a history of more than 8000 years."

Kerry continued.

"Yaaraka? The place where the legendary secret arts and extraordinary originated? I didn't expect that ancient civilization really existed in this fertile valley."

Asked rolle curiously.

"Yes, and it's a super civilization. Under the conditions at that time, we could build underground buildings of this scale. We may not be able to do it now..."

"No wonder that era would be called the 'era of miracles'. At that time, the extraordinary held the power we don't have now. At that time, there may be 11 and 12 levels that we can't touch now."

Kerry continued to introduce.

Rolle nodded and recalled the inside information of the academic society he had heard his daughter mention before.

According to the above statement, since the development of mankind, although the understanding and mastery of extraordinary power have far exceeded the ancients, a more scientific and reasonable extraordinary system has been established, and extraordinary people hundreds of times higher than those in ancient times have been cultivated.

But the upper limit that extraordinary people can reach and the power they show are not as good as those in historical records

No one can explain the specific reasons for this, but most people generally believe that the records of the ancients were too exaggerated and the water injection was too serious.

For example, in any record, as long as tenderness can win the favor of girls, this incredible extraordinary ability is impossible to exist. It should only be the fictional content in ancient romance novels.

Of course, some people believe that this is because there are too many wars, too many civilizations and too many powerful extraordinary abilities can not be inherited.

This view also has a considerable number of supporters, so archaeology is a more popular profession in the world than financial law.

There are also very few people who confuse the public with evil words. They pull this thing in the direction of gods and say that people now disrespect ghosts and gods and lose the protection of gods, so they are getting weaker and weaker.

Then these people were cleaned up by the academic society.

"Dad, look, these are some words we dug out recently."

Cori took out a small notebook from her bear satchel and opened one of the pages, which copied many symbols and words that Logan couldn't understand.

Looking at her daughter's appearance of allowing herself to check the full score test paper, Rolle was full of joy. Her baby daughter was so good and obedient.

I like history, and she also likes history. She is really worthy of being a father and daughter!

Look at those ancient characters. They are neat and symmetrical. Although they can't understand, they are very beautiful.

I don't know whether the original font is good, or my daughter transcribes well?

Rolle prefers the latter.

"In addition, we also found that the yarakas at that time were already using two sets of characters."

Kerry went on and turned the notebook to the next page. On it were several symbols with completely different painting style from the front.

"The professors speculate that one of these two sets of words is used in daily life and the other is used in serious occasions such as sacrifice, because the second set of words was found in the place where the altar is suspected."

Rolle took another look at the second set of words and hurriedly looked disgusted. Don't open your eyes.

This word is too ugly. It's not symmetrical and neat. It's also crooked. It's very distorted. It's hard to look at it.

It must be that the words are so ugly, not that my daughter didn't copy well.

"So there's actually an altar down there?"

He asked curiously.

"Maybe? But I'm not sure, because the scale is too large, and it shouldn't be built underground."

"According to the remaining murals found, the yarakas do believe in a God, and they are not evil gods. He has spread knowledge and eliminated disasters."

"Unfortunately, many murals fade at the sight of light. What we can see is only a small part, and we can't see the whole picture of the God."

Rolle couldn't help but recall all kinds of "proverbs" heard on earth, such as "don't look directly at the gods", "don't spy on the gods" and "the more you know, the worse you die." he couldn't help sighing in a low voice:

"This may also be a good thing..."

"Well, let's not talk about this. I brought the last pie again. Let's eat together."

With that, he took out the pie from his left hand. It was still hot.

Cori also took out picnic suits such as dinner cloth, scarf, knife and fork from her small bag, paved them on the ground, put her hands around Rolle's neck and helped him tie his scarf.

Lol also smiled, took a scarf and tied it for her daughter.

Then, Kerry did it again in the duck sitting position, cut a large piece of pie into small pieces with a knife and fork, and carefully spread jam on it.

She first handed a piece to rolle, then she picked up one with her hands, handed it to her mouth and ate it carefully.

She liked the taste very much. Her eyes narrowed slightly and her cheeks puffed like a lovely little hamster.

But while eating, Cori seemed to suddenly realize something, stopped and asked inexplicably:

"Dad, did you really buy this pie in the village?"