I am reciting the Classic of Mountains and Seas in the interstellar

There are rows of seats around the square here.

The dark seawater passed through the abandoned square silently, with stars shining in the seawater, as if countless pairs of eyes were opening and closing in the seawater.

Xia Chujian turned around, stirring up a sea of ​​water and shattering the dots of light in the water.

Passing through the square, Xia Chujian saw an empty street, curving and extending in the gloom of the deep sea, leading nowhere.

It can be seen that this Arkham City should have been a very lively place.

Both sides of the street are crowded with various shops, with crumbling doors and empty windows.

The various commodities displayed inside have long been carried by the tide, and I don’t know where they were taken.

The streets thus appear dark and desolate, and an unsettling atmosphere hangs over them.

Xia Chujian sneaked along the narrow street paved with stones.

There is no light in the sea, only those luminous sea fish swim in front, forming paths covered with shadows.

The houses on the street are also wrapped in huge seaweed, like heavy curtains, covering unknown secrets.

The whole street is filled with the atmosphere that time has forgotten.

Is this Arkham City?

The legendary unknown place?

No matter what it was like before, in Xia Chujian's eyes, this place was old and outdated, exuding an aura that was extremely calm, but also on the verge of madness due to extreme depression.

The looming spire in the distance, the blue-black eaves, and the tall clock on the clock tower on the left seem to hide the deepest secrets, revealing an indescribable weirdness.

Xia Chujian calmed down and swam forward along the streets of the underwater city.

She swam slowly and leisurely, and the eyes behind the eyepieces looked around cautiously.

Just at the end of the street is a tall building with a white spire.

The style of this building is familiar to Xia Chujian, or people from the Quanbeichen Empire are also familiar with it, because this is what a temple looks like.

The temples in the entire Beichen Empire basically look like this.

But the temples in the Beichen Empire were all gray buildings, equally solemn and solemn, with arrow-stack-style spiers on the roofs.

The building under the sea is white.

I don’t know what the white building material is, but it has not changed color under the erosion of sea water, and there is not even a trace of damage.

There is a black plaque on the door of this building with four lines of large gilded characters.

"The water is so calm, and the mountains are so green. There are so many terraces and pavilions, and you can reach high and noble."

Xia Chujian swam in out of curiosity.

When she was on the Return Star, she visited the Holy Temple branch once and knew what it was like inside.

Sure enough, what he saw was a hall that looked exactly the same.

The ceiling of the hall is very high. Standing inside, one can only feel the vastness of the sky and the powerlessness and insignificance of human power.

That’s how the church feels to people.

But this white castle is under the sea, which makes it feel even more shocking.

Because in the city-state, it is not like a church with a podium on top and chairs below, a place for believers to worship.

To be precise, this is a library, a very huge library.

From bottom to top in the hall, including the four walls, there are densely packed bookcases.

The bookcases are filled with books of various sizes and thicknesses, which reveal a strange shiny color in the sea water, like jade polished by time.

For Xia Chujian, who lives in the era of electronic data and all books have been digitized, this shock is unparalleled.

She even felt a sense of piety and worship.

Just like a believer worshiping his own god.

But she was not for God, but for the overwhelming number of books that represented knowledge.

Knowledge is the ladder of human progress.

Books are just carriers of knowledge.

Xia Chujian slowly swam over and looked from the bottom floor on the left side of the hall.

All she could see was the title on the spine.

Some of them are in Beichen characters, which Xia Chujian can understand.

For example, "A Preliminary Exploration of Mathematics", "New Solutions to Plane Geometry", "Basics of Physics Volume 1"...

At first glance, they are all science and engineering books.

Not a single literary work.

Xia Chujian breathed a sigh of relief.

Her scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry are pretty good.

Although Physics is in the last semester, I have only started to learn it after being tutored by my aunt.

She tried to reach over and pulled out the "Basic Physics Volume 1".

Once she got the book, she felt it was much heavier than the physical books sold on Star.com.

Moreover, the front and back covers are hard, not like a paper book.

Of course, when Xia Chu saw it, he thought that if it were a paper book, it would have been soaked in water all year round.

Although this is a game, it is also a three-dimensional holographic simulation game that follows the physical rules of the real world, so there will be no such loopholes.

A few weeks ago, the books she got from Haidagon's cave at the bottom of Morizawa Planet were not paper, but a very rare leather book that was not damaged by sea water.

But the book in her hand now is neither paper nor leather.

Xia Chujian asked Qilu: "Qilu, can you identify the texture of these books?"

Qilu whispered: "Master, this is a book made of bamboo slips. A long time ago, before humans invented paper, they mainly used bamboo slips to record things."

Xia Chujian raised his head and looked at the countless books in the entire hall. He took a deep breath and said, "Are these books all bamboo slips?"

Qilu said: "It should be, but the production method is more advanced, not the original bamboo chips."

Xia Chujian asked again: "Qilu, who do you think these bamboo slips belong to? Are there any records in your database?"

Qilu's childlike voice was a little confused and said: "I don't know. Qilu's database actually also contains the history of the Beichen Empire. Qilu can go out and check where Arkham City is."

"Judging from the situation here, this Arkham City seems to have sunk to the bottom of the sea due to geological changes. It has a history of at least several epochs."

According to the Beichen Empire's calendar, an era is one million years.

Xia Chujian was very happy and said: "It turns out that there are historical records in Qilu's database! Are there any military historical records of the Beichen Empire? If there are, I don't have to die and quit repeatedly and go back to read the 'game guide' Got it!"

Qilu said: "Master, although they are all historical records, the people who recorded them are different, and the things written are also different. Master, don't you mind?"

Xia Chujian said confidently: "Since they are all historical records, the basic historical facts should be the same. At most, the expressions are different, or the praise and criticism are mixed."

"Because it is people who record history, and people will have their own biases. I understand that."

"But leaving aside those hidden biases, all I want is a record of basic historical facts."

"Like who fought where and who won, it's that simple."

"As for why the loser lost, and even though he lost, he still won, I don't want to read it."

Qilu said: "But Qilu has also seen someone say that history is written by the victors, so the truth will never be known."

Xia Chujian sneered: "People who say such things have so much sour grapes!"

Qilu's childlike voice was a little confused: "Master, do you think this sentence is wrong? Qilu thinks it makes sense..."

Xia Chujian earnestly educated Qilu: "Qilu, you have to think so. Theoretically speaking, history is written by the victors, which is the most consistent with historical facts."

"Because the winner does win. No matter how he wins, even if it is only for a period of time, it is still a victory. This is the basic historical fact during that period."

"If you have to write a loser as a winner, or something like being glorious despite defeat, that is distorting history."

"Every period of history has its own winner. The winner at that time may become a loser later. This is normal."

"But those who compile history cannot mislead others. They insist on praising the losers and writing defeat as victory. This will lead to hell."

Qilu understood and hurriedly said: "Master is right! Qilu understands!"

"After Qilu goes out, he can also sort out the historical data in his database and compare them with each other. If there are any contradictions, mark them out."

Xia Chujian nodded with satisfaction: "Qilu, you can definitely do it! Come on!"

Qilu's childish voice trembled with excitement: "Master, don't worry! I promise to complete the mission after Qilu goes out!"

Xia Chujian heard something was wrong at this time: "Wait a minute, Qilu, you can only sort out the historical data after you tell me? Then you now..."

Qilu's little childish voice said with some embarrassment: "Qilu's database has confidentiality measures...it is impossible to copy the game system here."

Xia Chujian frowned: "Then how do you know these books are bamboo slips?"

Qilu's childlike voice was cautious, as if she was afraid of offending Xia Chujian, and said: "Master, you know the material of these books. There is no need to search in the database. This is the common sense that Qilu has."

"Qilu's common sense has been copied into the game."

Xia Chujian: "..."

Very angry!

I thought I had found another shortcut, but it was also blocked.

Therefore, they, the freshmen, have to experience these near-death experiences over and over again in the game before they can complete their studies.

Xia Chujian was unhappy and put the bamboo slip book back and wandered among the tall bookcases in the hall.

She asked Qilu to try to record some of the book titles, but she didn’t have time to read the content.

Her plan was to find out what these books were about after she got out of the game.

After she browsed through all the bookcases in the hall, she swam towards the only small door at the edge of the hall.

Entering through this small door is a dark corridor.

Both sides of the corridor are covered with glass, and you can see the swimming fish and swaying marine plants outside.

Xia Chujian said subconsciously: "Qilu, if this city sank to the bottom of the sea due to geological changes, why are these glasses still intact?"

Qilu said: "Master, we have to analyze the composition of these glasses. The texture of different glasses can resist different pressures."

Xia Chujian: "...Oh, that's okay."

This question requires a wealth of physical theory and practical knowledge to answer.

Xia Chujian didn't want to worry too much.

She turned a corner along the corridor, and a glimmer of light appeared in front of her. It seemed that she had reached the end of the corridor.

Xia Chujian hurriedly speeded up and swam towards the bright place ahead.

There is a door there too.

That ray of light was leaking from that door.

Xia Chujian slowly opened the door.

Brighter white light came towards her, causing her to subconsciously close her eyes.

The light was so strong, it was like a white sun appearing in front of her eyes.

Even if Xia Chujian closed her eyes, she could feel the strong white light enveloping her whole body.

After a while, Xia Chujian's eyes adapted to the white light.

Slowly opening it, I saw clearly where this place was.

In front of him is a spotlessly clean laboratory.

The laboratory is oval, and it seems to be filled with silver-white utensils. It is as clean as if it is in another world, rather than the dark and dirty seabed.

In the laboratory, experimental devices that looked somewhat familiar were placed there.

There are also experimenters in white coats walking around the laboratory, holding electronic notepad-like things in their hands, either checking data or arguing with each other.

Xia Chujian wanted to ask Qilu where this place was, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized something was different.

She no longer has a helmet.

Xia Chujian suddenly felt something was wrong and hurriedly lowered his head and looked at himself.

Sure enough, the Shao Siming Mecha on her body was no longer there.

She was still wearing the same school uniform she wore when she entered the nutrition cabin.

Qilu switched to the appearance of the pocket lucky cat, and was currently sleeping soundly in her pocket.

Xia Chujian: "..."

She had no intention of waking up Qilu.

Everything here is so normal that it's weird.

Worried about some unexpected trap, she watched quietly at the door for a while.

None of the experimenters in white coats noticed that there was someone standing at the door looking at them.

Xia Chujian observed for a long time and felt that those people did not seem to be faking, so he walked into the laboratory with white light.

After entering, the white light was no longer so dazzling.

Xia Chujian felt that her eyes had adjusted, but when she looked at the ceiling above her head, there was no light at all, and she didn't know where the white light just now came from.

She was watching curiously when someone suddenly said to her: "Why did you come in without changing into your lab coat?"

"Although this laboratory belongs to you, you must abide by the rules!"

"The clothes outside contain viruses and bacteria, which will have a devastating impact on the sterile environment of the laboratory. Go out and change quickly."

Xia Chujian subconsciously took a step back and stood outside the laboratory door.

The door was shrouded in white light again, and the people and experimental instruments that were seen just now were no longer visible.

Xia Chujian looked around and saw a row of white coats hanging on the wall at the entrance, which looked exactly like the clothes those people were wearing just now.

And on the wall above those white coats, there are nameplates with names written on them, and a photo is posted below the name.

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