The black-covered book exudes a faint golden light, quietly floating in the center of the room on the top floor.
Just looking at the special effects, this book is not an ordinary thing.
"Ah! It's the History of Time!"
Zi Yue behind him suddenly exclaimed.
Qin Ze looked back at her.
"Do you know this thing?"
Zi Yue pointed at the cover of the book: "It says History of Time, don't tell me you don't know Lingyu."
Qin Ze rolled his eyes.
I was speechless.
Qin Ze did not rush forward.
Such a book, placed in such a public place, there may be some traps.
With Zi Yue here, he can't release his clone to go to the mine.
After thinking about it, Qin Ze used the Azure Dragon Mind to condense a small Azure Dragon to turn around on the top floor, but did not trigger any mechanism.
"Very cautious." Zi Yue said, "But what if there is a trap that can only be triggered by non-spiritual bodies?"
Qin Ze nodded: "You make sense."
Seeing Qin Ze looking at her, Zi Yue had a bad feeling.
"Get out of the way!"
She snorted, squeezed past Qin Ze, and spread out her right palm.
One by one, green tree people the size of little fingers jumped on it, like dancing elves.
The tree people jumped to the ground one after another, walked around the room, making sure there were no traps in every corner, and then returned to Zi Yue's palm.
"It's okay."
Qin Ze said in surprise: "It seems that you are not useless."
Zi Yue said proudly: "Of course, I am..."
He stopped talking halfway.
Qin Ze smiled and asked, "What are you? Why don't you say anything?"
Zi Yue said, "You won't understand even if I tell you. I'm too lazy to waste my breath with you."
Qin Ze shrugged his shoulders and said, "How do you know I don't understand if you don't say it?"
Zi Yue didn't want to continue talking about this topic, and hurriedly said, "Go and see what's written in that book."
"There are a lot of good things left behind in the ancient battlefield."
"If this book is a portable artifact left by a certain god, then we will be rich!"
As she said that, Zi Yue jumped forward and held the history book in her arms.
"Huh? Why can't I open it?"
The girl even used all her strength to suck milk, but the thin book cover didn't move at all.
"Let me try."
Qin Ze took the heavy history book from Zi Yue.
His hand gently brushed across the cover.
The blood of the God of Wilderness suddenly had a subtle connection with it.
Just like before with Yuan Kui.
Qin Ze was stunned.
This book...
It seems to be related to the God of Wilderness again.
He pinched the cover of the book, and there was indeed a force preventing him from opening it.
Qin Ze shook his wrist lightly, and his sleeve slid down to cover half of his hand.
The blood-colored divine pattern spread from his wrist and instantly covered his palm.
At the same time, the resistance disappeared, and Qin Ze easily opened it.
Zi Yue on the side opened her beautiful eyes wide, unbelievable.
"How did you do it?"
Qin Ze closed the book lightly, and then opened it lightly again.
"Just like this first, and then like this."
Zi Yue didn't believe in evil.
She asked Qin Ze to close the book, and then tried to open it again.
The result was the same as before, the whole book seemed to be integrated, and she still couldn't even open the cover.
Zi Yue was completely deflated: "Forget it, maybe I have no fate with it, let's take a look at what is written on it."
Qin Ze nodded and turned to the first page.
The contents inside are handwritten in spiritual language, and the handwriting is neat and tidy. It can be seen that the owner of this book was a decent person in his lifetime.
[God Calendar 12,000]
[I did it, I did it! ]
[A mere star gate, what can it do to me? ]
[The land of the gods is so beautiful! Even the air is sweet! ]
[Let me take a good look at the goddess sisters first! ]
Qin Ze's heart was shocked.
This is the diary of a certain god.
At that time, the star gate was still there, and he had just become a god through the star gate not long ago.
"Why is this a mess of tadpole writing?"
"I thought it was some treasure."
Zi Yue suddenly spoke with a disappointed face.
Qin Ze asked in confusion: "Can't you understand what's on it?"
Strange, it's clearly written in spiritual language.
He, an entry-level player in spiritual language, can understand it.
Zi Yue said as a matter of course: "Nonsense! Only ghosts can recognize this kind of ghostly talisman."
Qin Ze frowned slightly.
He confirmed it again, it was indeed spiritual language.
However, it seemed that there was a kind of power similar to rules that could confuse people's sight and hearing.
"But why can I understand it?"
Qin Ze muttered to himself.
He was not affected by the power in the book.
"I can't understand it either."
"I thought you, a good student, knew more than me."
Zi Yue blushed when she heard this.
"Oh~ Every profession has its own specialty. My research on text is generally"It's like that."
Qin Ze shook his head and continued to turn the pages.
"Look at the back, maybe it's not all ghostly scribbles."
When he turned to the next page, Qin Ze clearly felt a resistance on the page.
[God's calendar 12,000 years]
[Since you have become a god, you must have a cool title]
[Let me think about it... I got it!]
[God of the Wilderness, I will be the God of the Eight Wildernesses from now on!]
[I will build a square tower as my residence in the land of the gods for the world to admire]
Qin Ze's heart was in turmoil.
No wonder.
This is the diary of the God of the Wilderness!
[Since you have become a god, , the old things are useless]
[I buried them all under the square tower, as a way to mourn my lost youth]
[Of course, if someone finds it, just think of it as a gift from me, and it's also a fate]
Qin Ze's hands were shaking with excitement as he held the book.
The treasure of the God of Wilderness.
Although it was something from his mortal period, there must be a lot of treasures, after all, it helped him become a god.
As for the square tower mentioned in the diary, it is the tower under your feet at this moment.
"Why are you shaking?"
Zi Yue asked in confusion.
Qin Ze took a long breath to calm down his excitement.
"It's a bit cold."
Zi Yue said contemptuously: "How did you manage to be strong and weak? "
Qin Ze gave her a very strange feeling.
His mental strength was ridiculously strong, but he was afraid of heights and cold.
It was hard for her to imagine that a guy who was afraid of this and that would venture into the abyss alone.
It was a bit too brave.
Qin Ze continued to read on.
The following records were all about the daily trivialities of the God of Wilderness.
And Qin Ze found that the more he turned to the back, the greater the resistance.
[The land of the gods is so big, full of vitality, and all things are competing]
...
[Can a minotaur become a god? I was so surprised!]
...
[Life is so boring, I suddenly realized that I have lost my life... …No, it’s the goal of being born as a god]
…
[Hahaha! Becoming a god is so interesting. No matter which world I go to, they will worship me]
[The land of the gods is connected to the civilizations of all races. The world of each civilization is floating like a soap bubble]
…
[Today I met the goddess of life, one of the five ancient gods. The legs of the goddess of life are so white!]
The more Qin Ze read, the more outrageous it seemed.
It turned out that even after becoming a god, the God of Wilderness did not get rid of "low tastes".
The pages of the book became heavier and heavier. Qin Ze used all his strength to finally turn a page.