The Secret History of Mars

Cui Xingmeng, Yuan Yizhou and Feng Shuhai followed the high priest to the corridor behind the statue, and their eyes suddenly became brighter.

Different from the golden waves that I saw just now in front of the pyramid, behind the pyramid, among the golden waves of wheat, are city palaces! These buildings are also in the shape of a pyramid, but the columns on each floor have different styles. There are slender and elegant Aegean columns with inward-rolled capitals; there are also Roman columns with unusually ornate capitals...

They are all more pyrotechnics of folk culture than the decoration of the temple where they are. It's just that these city palaces are much shorter than the Wenye Palace where they are located. Standing in the corridor and looking down, you can feel like you are dominating the world.

"This is the Yaotai, each one is a thousand steps wide. There are twelve such Yaotai in Wanggu City. They are the center of our people's life and social interaction." The high priest explained. "Wenye Temple is the tallest pyramid in our entire Wanggu City. This temple is not only the palace of our king, but also a temple for people to worship and worship."

Sure enough, at the Yaotai closest to the temple, Cui Xingmeng saw a building with dozens of floors. Every floor was bustling with people coming and going. Between Yaotai, wheat boats shuttle back and forth, so lively. This liveliness further highlights the desertedness and aloofness of the Royal Palace Pyramid.

"Our He Bo has been accustomed to living alone and in the cold for thousands of years. Except for a few personal guards, he rarely receives guests in Wenye Hall. What he likes most is staring at these two statues in a daze. "The high priest seems to I was also infected by the prosperity of Twelve Yaotai, and I started to talk more.

"A king who has lived alone for thousands of years and is used to being cold?!" Yuan Yizhou did not expect that Wen Yuze had such no interest in life in his own country. "Then who is responsible for your daily affairs and the operation of the state machine?" ?" Yuan Yizhou asked with some confusion as he looked at the Yaotai that were being operated in an orderly manner in the waves of wheat.

"What is the state machine? Why should someone be responsible?" The high priest asked without a clue to Yuan Yizhou's question, "We are a country with free theocracy, protected by the eternal He Bo, and the ancient gods. The emperor is in charge. Each Yaotai is self-contained. Between Yaotai, there is a federal division. Ask Wenye Palace for major matters, and Yaotai help each other discuss and resolve small matters. It has been like this for thousands of years. There is no need. What machine."

It turns out that Qi Yanji, who possesses purple wisdom, still maintains the most primitive and simple social relations, abundant material and rich spirit, allowing true communism to be realized here.

"Then what's inside the pyramid under this temple? It can't be the tomb that Wen Yu... He Bo built for himself, right?" Cui Xingmeng asked.

The high priest couldn't help rolling his eyes, holding back his contempt, and replied, "For us Qi Yanji who combines politics and religion and pursues spiritual prosperity, death is a very sacred moment. It is a physical sacrifice. The soul returns to the perfection of the sun god. Who would want to build such a big tomb to shut in his body and soul."

"If it's not a tomb, then why did you build such a high pyramid?" Cui Xingmeng obviously felt the high priest's contempt, so he asked more arrogantly than him.

"This is the signal transmission tower for us to talk to the gods. The tower is filled with sacrificial supplies paid tribute by the people, and our master lives there!" The high priest ignored Cui Xingmeng's arrogance, but his tone and momentum were obviously outweighed by Cui Xingmeng's. down.

"Your master? You mean Wuzhi Qi?" Cui Xingmeng asked, "Yes, that ancient god is more suitable to live in a tomb...tower that never sees the light of day."

"No daylight? Who said there is no daylight in our tower?" The high priest tried to argue after Cui Xingmeng turned him away. "If you don't want to rest, I'll take you on the ladder to the tower now to see how many strange things there are."

Cui Xing dreamed that the high priest who had ignored him all the way was trying to get rid of him, so he took advantage of the victory and said, "You don't even have electric lights. The illumination of a statue relies on olive oil to reflect the sun's rays. The pyramids are connected Isn't it normal that the sun's rays can't be reflected, so you can't see the sky? You, the high priest, are just being mysterious."

These few words immediately set the high priest on fire. He stopped eating tea and pulled Cui Xingmeng and others, insisting on leading them into the ladder of the pyramid and showing them the lighting system in the tower.

Cui Xingmeng pretended to be polite and followed the high priest half-heartedly to the stairs leading to the underground of the temple behind the statue. Following the steps, he reached the basement of the temple, which is the top of the pyramid.

It is indeed much brighter than expected. It is not a dazzling light, but just good indoor lighting. Yuan Yizhou discovered that the light sources of lighting are all luminous spheres like night pearls, which are regularly inlaid on the walls or both sides of the steps. They are extremely exquisite, low-key and luxurious.

"These are night pearls?" Cui Xingmeng was also stunned by this gorgeous scene.

"What is the Night Pearl? How can it be worthy of the palace of Qi Yanji?!" The high priest looked at Cui Xingmeng's stunning expression and was very satisfied. He said proudly, "This is the Sun Jade. The light energy comes from the sun. A jade ball can last a day. The stored solar energy is enough to illuminate for a year, so this is our Everlasting Sun Palace!"

It sounds like the principle of a solar battery, which stores solar energy during the day and uses it for lighting.

"What kind of energy do these sun jade convert light energy into for lighting?" Yuan Yizhou did not see the batteries necessary for photovoltaic power generation, so he was not sure how this sun jade used light energy to illuminate.

"These sun jades use light energy and do not require any conversion." The high priest answered the scientific and technological questions directly. Without a considerable professional background, he could not understand it at all. His answer was almost as if he didn't say anything.

"You mean, these sun jade collects the energy of the sun, without any photothermal, photoelectric or photochemical energy conversion, and is used directly for lighting?!!" Yuan Yizhou asked what he thought was the most impossible guess. .

"How is it possible to directly use solar radiation for indoor lighting?" Feng Shuhai interjected, "The energy that the sun irradiates to the earth per second is equivalent to five million tons of coal. However, the density of this energy is very low. Without collection and conversion, it is impossible to There is no use value."

"That was in the Shiyi Period when your technology was backward. The sun could already illuminate, so what's impossible?" The high priest regained control and confirmed Yuan Yizhou's guess, saying, "Almost all the energy on the earth is It all comes from the sun!"

"Obvious ones such as wind energy, water energy, ocean temperature difference energy, wave energy and biomass energy, and even tidal energy; even the fossil fuels on the earth, such as coal, oil, natural gas, etc., are essentially stored since ancient times. Solar energy. Your thermal, electrical, chemical energy, etc., are all poor uses of the originally perfect solar energy!" The high priest continued to talk eloquently, with a sense of superiority beyond words.