To Four Thousand Years Later

"So are you really going to have a baby?" Baimon sat on the edge of the bed, raised his eyebrows and looked at Solomon who was standing beside him, and put the ten-stringed lute in his hand aside: "Are you serious?" huh, Solomon? Do you know what it would be like if you guys actually had kids? I'm serious. Whether it is a half dragon or a pure blood dragon, I will keep it until I die. Anyway, as long as Floros changes the vision of other people in the official, mainly, I think I should give her some promises. It would be fine if I didn't marry anyone, but if I marry the old Pharaoh's daughter and still refuse to give Yastaru a child, I think she will think about it. "

Solomon paused, and added: "Besides, it would be too painful to make her wait for me for a thousand years." A thousand years is just a snap of the fingers for us. But it's up to you. He said casually in a cold voice: "Actually, Yastaru is not reliable. Don't look so good by your side, she is usually in a violent state, but when the time comes, I can help you raise your child.

But at this moment, a condensed flame vortex suddenly appeared in front of Solomon.

Baal suddenly stepped out of the vortex, wrapped his arms around Solomon's neck, put his upper body in his arms and bumped against his forehead, and whispered softly, "Speaking of it... I can always feel it, Baal This is a pun in a certain sense. And how long have you been listening to it? Solomon had a hunch that what he said at this time might be subtle. So he decisively pretended not to hear it, He just smiled and hugged Baal and sat beside Baimon.

Baimeng's expression was as calm as water, and he moved aside gently with different expressions. Solomon chuckled lightly. He sat beside Baimon in an easy-going manner: "Speaking of which, you already knew why Yastaru and I didn't have children.

"I am the demon **** of records. Baimon glanced at Solomon: "No matter what knowledge or secret. I'll know as soon as someone puts it on paper. Except for those druids who are used to passing knowledge by word of mouth. No secret escapes my gaze. So you know, but I don't know, very little.

Solomon smiled slightly: "Then you may be of great use in the future." Baimon picked up his musical instrument, leaned on Solomon and plucked the strings lightly, and replied with a cold voice like a girl: "It doesn't matter." Believe it or not. Sooner or later the world will be ruled by paper and pen. "

"But that too will be the age after the iron and the horse.

Solomon said peacefully: "Israel will eventually be destroyed. It may be a hundred years later, it may be two hundred years. It may also collapse immediately after my death. But the inheritance of Israel's knowledge cannot be heard, and Baimon stopped playing. See Seriously said to Solomon: "Then leave it to me.

"I have another task for you. Create a new type of writing based on the writing of the Tyreans and the Israelites. Is it possible?" Solomon asked seriously. Baimon closed his eyes, and opened them slowly after a while. He replied in a cool voice: "Yes."

"Then do it. I want to put this kind of writing in Runne before I die. It is best to spread it to foreign countries through the trade route of Tire. Solomon smiled and rubbed Baimon's head: "It's really reliable Ah, Baimon.

"What's the point, Solomon?" Baal raised his eyebrows: "If it's useful, I'll help you promote it too. I came four hundred years earlier than Yastaroth, so my name is quite useful.

"Well, it's mainly useful to the Egyptians." Solomon nodded: "For the Egyptian priests, writing is a branch of their privilege. That is to say, writing was too important for their religion, and at the same time, in the priests' "because of the sanctity of this writing, coupled with the excessive supply of papyrus in Egypt. Therefore, Egyptian writing never took a logical step." - They never abandoned the clumsy phonetic method, nor did they create an alphabet. Solomon frowned: "The remaining things are not easy to describe in words.

"I see what you mean.

Nodded, and became serious: "You mean to say that the writings of the three countries of Israel, Tire and Egypt are not complete and even hinder your wisdom. Right.

"That's right, that's right." Solomon nodded frankly and admitted. Baymon was trembling at the wisdom of Solomon. It had been a long time since he felt the joy of receiving new knowledge.

Please wait a moment. In his right hand, there were several rays of light intertwined. Then a white, thick book appeared in front of Solomon.

【The Book of Raziel (Unique)】

【Holy object】

【Contact: to understand thousands of languages】

【Read: Learn to master thousands of knowledge】

"The Book of Raziel?" Solomon read out the item name of the light curtain in his eyes. Immediately he realized the usage of this thing. Under Baimon's surprised gaze, he put his right hand on the cover of the book. Immediately, he opened his mouth and uttered pleasant words that he didn't know what language he was speaking: "Baimon?"

"I understand. Baimon ordered

"Because of the control of writing by the priesthood, Egyptian writing did not evolve to the stage of fixed sound symbols. But although they embarked on the road of syllabic writing, they did not have letters representing vowels—Egyptian is a kind of only consonant symbols. Words without vowels." Solomon spoke smoothly. This unknown language is so advanced that it even allowed Solomon to convey more vague and mysterious, indescribable "movements" and "unlike the Israelites and Phoenicians have mature letters." table, allowing them to separate words and syllables for a weekly logic test. This is an inherent flaw in their writing.'

"The status of Egyptian scribes is so noble precisely because their writing is difficult and difficult to learn. The complexity of this writing is conducive to the priests' monopoly of knowledge and the realization of power control over the pharaoh. beneficial, but resistance will be harmful to the future Egypt." Solomon asserted: I need you to create a mature writing. Easy to learn, at least for people from Egypt, Israel and Tyre to learn and master. At the same time, this kind of writing is easy to write, and has the characteristics of "From now on until I die - I will devote myself to promoting this new writing. The book was returned to Baimon. Baimen put the book away silently, and bowed solemnly to Solomon.

It was the most honorable and reverent salute he had made in his years of service to Solomon.

"I will fulfill my mission, my king.

Baimeng's voice, as cold as glass, still couldn't hide his excitement