God Simulator

  Chapter 387 Holy Covenant

   Behind the twelve tall white columns and the vault is the entrance hall with a gray stone floor. Hanging lights are hung on the dome, illuminating the ground.

  This building has stood in Yancheng for a hundred years, but now it is empty.

  Bulma felt a pang of regret.

   It’s not that people have lost enthusiasm for museums—in fact, people haven’t, there hasn’t been, and there isn’t now.

  Just because the adjacent Wonderful Zoo was overcrowded, there was a long queue outside, and citizens rushed to buy tickets to enter. In comparison, free and open museums are even more deserted and bleak.

  Buma worked in Yaocheng before.

  Yao City does not have a museum, but there is an ale theater. The Temple Society once considered building a theological museum, but it was abandoned.

  The reason is still that Yaocheng's funding has been tightened. After Almighty Stone pollution, even a big city like Shuangcheng suffered serious economic damage. Thousands of steam stoves became single-stove beasts and ran away. Many jobs can only be done by manpower. The economy has been in recession for many years. up.

  As a carpenter, Buma almost lost his job in Yaocheng.

  The reason lies in the scholars and apprentices who study architecture, engineering and surveying in Yaocheng Theological Seminary. Their salaries dwindled after graduation, so one by one they also started sculpting, drawing, and handicrafts to earn some extra money.

  When the regular army was on the field, practitioners like Buma, who had become monks halfway, were crushed at the first touch, and no one cared about them at all.

  So he left Yaocheng and came to Yancheng, where the business atmosphere was stronger, to look for opportunities.

  The Old Museum is the place he has been thinking about since he was a child. Many precious cultural relics, ancient books and artworks of the Yao people's legends are quietly displayed in this building.

  Buma stepped into the gate with an almost pilgrimage mood.

  The structure in the museum is U-shaped. The passage starts from the entrance of the corridor on the left, and turns around to the corridor on the right, which is the exit.

  In the venue, hemp ropes surround individual exhibition windows, and there are wooden signs recording and describing the collections.

  The cultural relic at the front of the museum is a piece of hard black fur. It is hung on a three-pronged rack, which looks like a rough leather garment that has not been processed.

  Buma knew at a glance that it was [Devil Black Bear's Skin].

  The wooden sign on the cabinet window is written in Yao, Bo, and Elvish languages.

  「The skin of the devil’s black bear (before the Yao calendar): The believers of the **** Jack wore black bear skins and transformed into bears with spells to attack the Garlic tribe.

  Buma continued to move forward, watching while walking.

  【The Stone Shovel of the First Prophet Nonglai】

  【Shaman Hunter's Cane】

  …

  He stopped.

  Here is a special huge glass wall, with a grid of glass on it, to publicly display the first twelve volumes of a total of 120 volumes of "Book of God Yao".

  Anyone can ask the museum to buy a full copy of the Book of God Yao if necessary. Many businessmen will collect a set, which not only represents piety to the gods, but also represents a style.

  For many years, only the mathematician Shang Mu analyzed some equations and basic operations from it, and no one has really cracked the mysteries in this book so far.

  Scholars of all dynasties believe that "The Book of Yao God" is the brightest crown of the peak of Yao people's wisdom. If someone can decipher it, then he must receive a special award from the gods.

  Buma looked at the parchment scroll that recorded the divine inscriptions, full of awe.

  He, a person who hasn't even passed the college entrance examination, naturally doesn't understand. Just because I can't understand it, I am even more in awe.

   At this time, a voice came from Buma's ear.

   "It's almost there? Come back soon, open it, open it."

  Buma held the trembling left arm under the long sleeve with his right hand: "I just came...don't worry, I'll go back at night."

   "I'm in a hurry! Hurry up!"

  The voice urged: "I have found a way to deal with you, hurry up and open it."

   "..."

  Buma walked to a hidden corner, lowered his voice and said to his left hand: "Go back after dark, don't rush. It will be troublesome if someone finds out."

  The sound disappeared.

  Buma breathed a sigh of relief.

  He moved to Yancheng, apart from the difficulty of finding a job in Yaocheng, another reason was this talking guy.

  Buma's roommate, chess king.

  Yao City provides many free city benefits and subsidies, but basically they are aimed at experts in various fields, such as urban scholars, skilled craftsmen, or experienced farmers or engineers.

   There are still many young people who, like Buma, have not been able to obtain subsidized places.

  Buma lives in a self-made tent outside the city. It’s not that there is no place to live in the city. The Temple Society provides a collective house, but there are mixed and crowded people.

  In addition, Buma is a carpenter, digging, chiseling and grinding, knocking and beating are inevitable, and it is easy to be annoying if they are next to each other. There are also city guards patrolling outside the city, and the soldiers have also set up sentry points and fire towers, so safety is not an issue.

  One night, after playing tribal war chess with a chess friend, Buma was still unsatisfied and continued to deduce tactics on the chessboard.

  He has no other interests except playing chess.

  The pace of life in Yaocheng is slow, and there are many chess friends. Buma often plays chess with others. Whether he plays classic chess or new rules and new chess sets, he wins more and loses less.

  Just as he was pondering a new tactic, a passer-by asked to join him.

  Buma readily agreed.

  The two sides fought five times in a row, and Bu Ma all beheaded the other side.

  From that day on, this passer-by came every day and stayed with Buma for a whole month.

  Finally, passers-by wondered: "Why can't I beat you in a game?"

  Buma told him: "You always attack quickly and never defend. As long as I insist on defending and counterattacking, I can restrain you. You should develop new routines."

   "Makes sense."

  Passers-by reappeared half a month later, only to lose again.

  "Why do I play defensive counterattack, and you play fast attack, and you still win?"

  Buma said: "Because I'm playing drag, and drag wars can tear apart the defensive space. After your chess pieces are pulled apart, the defensive formation is messed up, and you can't stop the attack."

  Passers-by keep coming to challenge, always winning less and losing more, repeatedly losing and fighting.

  Buma saw that this man was also a chess idiot, so he often played skills with him.

   This passer-by was tall and had a clear and deep voice. He put on a large black scholar's robe, inside which he wore a tight armor that covered his face, with a mysterious look.

  Buma asked him what to call him, and the other party claimed to be the king of chess.

  The Chess King never shows his true colors. He always disappears during the day and doesn't appear until night to compete with Buma on the chessboard.

  The two sides made friends through chess, which lasted for three years.

  The chess king said: "We played a total of 1092 games. I won 184 games and lost 908 games. I have played against many highly skilled players, but I have never lost so badly."

   "Your chess skills are so superb, but life is difficult. Why don't you pass on all your chess skills to me, and I will help you become famous, how about it?"

  Buma smiled and said, "Okay. It's a bargain for me."

   "With your words, let's make a contract."

A faint light flickered on the Chess King's body, and he chanted solemnly: "The great Yao God, please Mr. Pinkman as the witness of the sacred contract. I hereby solemnly promise that the person in front of me will be the joint holder of my power." Whether he is sick or weak, I will not leave him until the day of his death."

  Buma was stunned for a while.

  The other party reminded: "Now you also swear in my way, and pass on your chess skills to others, and you will not hide your secrets."

  Buma said nervously: "The great God Yao... I will teach the people in front of me how to play chess, and I have no secrets..."

   This ceremony was completed quickly.

  The black clothes on the Chess King's body fell off, revealing the silver armor underneath that was dazzling under the moonlight. The armor was engraved with strips of brass-colored fine embossed patterns, which looked noble and mysterious.

  Bu Maxin said, no wonder the king of chess has to put on a robe and walk around in such armor, fearing that he will attract attention wherever he goes.

  A moment later, pieces of the Chess King's full body armor suddenly collapsed, floating in the air. It was empty inside, no one was in the armor at all.

  The king of chess is this armor!

   This pair of armor wrapped around Bu Ma at once, and completed the reorganization and fitting on him.

  The dumbfounded Buma turned into a knight in bronze-patterned silver armor in an instant, a powerful force that never existed before flowed and lingered throughout his body.

  Buma felt as if he was integrated with this armor. The armor was his own skin and hair, and he was connected with every piece of deck by blood.

  The voice of the Chess King came from the armor: "From today onwards, you are the temple warrior of my [Chess King] contract. You and I are each other's front and back, and rely on each other."

   Temple warrior?

  The legendary guard of the gods... the true identity of the chess king is the stigmata.

  Bulma was not overjoyed, but rather at a loss, and stammered: "I, I don't know how to fight? I'm a carpenter, how can I become a temple warrior?"

   "I have decided, you are the temple warrior."

  The King of Chess said unquestionably: "The decision rests with us [Holy Wish]. You meet my [King of Chess] requirements. If I say you can do it, you can do it."

   "Also, you move to Yancheng as soon as possible. There are already other holy wishes sitting here, and there is a shortage of manpower over there."

   And just like that, Buma turned into a temple warrior unprepared.

  Different from outside rumors, the number of holy vows is very small.

  According to what the Chess King said, there are currently only three in this world, namely [Fire Man], [Mr. Why], and [Chess King].

  The three of them are based on the transmutation awakening of [Stigmata Armor] under the interference reaction, and have been recognized by the apostles. Due to the different characteristics of the holy vows, there are also great differences between them.

  【Chess King】The core ability is 【World affairs are like chess】.

   This ability is not a pure combat spell, but more like a calculation and deduction.

  For example, Buma can now clearly feel that there are a total of 21 people in the entire museum including the guards.

   In the southeast behind him is an old man with crooked mouth leaning on a cane. He was walking towards the [Old Gods Exhibition Room], with an excited expression on his face—suspected to have a hidden worship or belief in one of the old gods.

At the exit at the other end of the corridor, a child was wiping his nose with his sleeve, staring at the modern collection "Dawn of the Kingdom" and the famous "Lying", both of which were painted by the great painter Tiesai .

  While watching, the child was still moving his fingers lightly, as if he was holding an invisible pen, imitating the paintings of famous artists in the glass window.

  …

  The ability of world affairs like chess is to be able to use overlooking and full vision within a certain range to deduce everyone's next move. The longer the ability lasts, the more tired the horse will be, and the accuracy of the deduction will continue to decrease.

  However, this ability has made Buma's carpentry work advance by leaps and bounds, and his waste of wood has been greatly reduced!

  Just use [World Affairs Like Chess], he can carve in his mind and choose the most perfect path to complete the work.

   Now Buma's work is completely inseparable from it!

   While Buma was visiting the museum, the voice of the chess king came from the left arm armor.

   "There are like."

  Buma recovered.

  Other temple warriors?

  The chess king said: "It is [Mr. Why]"

  Buma opened the world like chess, and immediately locked the position of his peers.

It was a thin man in a black robe, he stood beside the "Book of God Yao", and said softly: "The wisdom of Lord Yao God is really untouchable... I don't know what is hidden in this book. I really want to see the day when someone can explain the divine book."

  The other side smiled gently at Buma, with scale-like wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

  Buma was slightly excited.

  It turned out that [Mr. Why] was contracted by Mr. Longji, the prophet of Yaocheng.

  He is also a temple warrior.

   Thanks: Curve circle supports 1000 starting coins.

  (end of this chapter)