This voice interrupted Qi Sheng's thoughts. He turned his head and saw a middle-aged man dressed in a suit. He looked like a British butler in the movies.
After a moment of shock, Qi Sheng smiled and nodded.
"Of course!"
"I'm sorry, let me introduce myself first. I'm one of the nine tour guides of the Imperial Capital Museum. You can call me Yu Zhang.”
"Do I need to pay for the entrance fee?" As he spoke, Qi Sheng took out the black card from his pocket.
Yu Zhang's eyes flashed, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.
"So it's the chosen one. I was wondering why it was an unfamiliar face.”
"Don't worry, the Imperial Capital Museum is permanently free and open to everyone. As long as you keep quiet and don't damage the exhibit, it'll be fine.”
"Then let's start with this stone sculpture. This sculpture is called 'Epic' and is Master Zhou Yi's last work. It is regarded as a national treasure by our Great Desolate Empire.”
"Elder Zhou's life was full of hardships. He experienced the migration era, the pioneering era, and the dynasty era. He was one of the first hundred people to follow His Majesty.”
"The epic records the scene when the great king led his people to migrate for 10 years and finally found the sea.”
"It's a pity that this is an imperfect work. Originally, Elder Zhou had planned to carve Queen Jiang Xue and the other clansmen, but he was already in his twilight years at that time, and his time and energy did not allow it.”
"Sigh…sometimes, being incomplete is also a kind of beauty. It's precisely because it's imperfect that people care about it.”
Qi Sheng sighed and sighed sincerely.
Hearing this, Yu Zhang's smile instantly became more sincere. Clearly, he had a good impression of Qi Sheng.
After the two of them admired the stone sculpture," Epic " for a while, Yu Zhang led Qi Sheng to a long narrow path. The glass on both sides of the narrow path was inlaid with rectangular plates of different materials. Some were already broken, but the words on them could still be seen clearly.
"This is the Corridor of History, the earliest historical record of the Empire. The person who recorded it is Yu Ying, one of the 100 people. She was also the earliest historian.”
"Wait, Yu Ying, Yu Zhang? Both of your surnames are Yu, could it be…"
Yu Zhang straightened his back and a proud smile appeared on his face.
"Yes, Yu Ying is my great-grandmother. Out of personal feelings, the History Corridor is my favorite exhibit. I hope it won't disappoint you.”
Qi Sheng nodded and started to look at the first wooden board.
Today, the great ruler who had just taught us how to write had asked me to record the development of the tribe. The ruler said that this was called history and could shape the spirit of the future generations. I was a little afraid and felt that even the roast meat was not delicious anymore.
Today, Zhang San of the hunting team was bitten by a poisonous snake. The Ruler personally sucked out the poisonous blood for him, but Zhang San still seemed to be in pain and kept screaming. In the end, the Ruler pierced his chest in front of everyone. I heard Li Si say that the Ruler seemed to be crying, but the dead Zhang San was smiling happily. I don't understand.
Today, according to the weaving method taught by the Ruler, everyone in the tribe has put on straw sandals. The straw sandals are really comfortable. When we walk, our feet don't hurt anymore.
After Zhang San died, the Ruler started to eat all kinds of wild grass for some reason. He said that it was to understand the medicinal properties and that it could save his life. I don't understand, but I didn't want the Ruler to be like this. That night, I saw the Ruler coughing up blood. The Ruler realized that I was looking at him and ordered me not to tell anyone. I was so sad that I couldn't sleep.
Today, the Ruler said that we can't stay here permanently because there's no salt here. We can't farm here. We're going to find a place called the sea. There's an infinite amount of water and salt there. Although I can't understand it, everything the Ruler said is right.
……
The words on the wooden board were immature in both style and handwriting. It was more like a diary than a history book.
However, the plain words made Qi Sheng put himself in that era of savagery and experience the process of the tribe's continuous survival.
Of course, what shocked him the most was still the 'Ruler' that appeared the most.
From the records, it could be seen that this ruler seemed to have been born with knowledge. Not only did he invent words in a short period of time, but he also created various tools and even personally tested hundreds of herbs to make medicine for his clansmen.
Unknowingly, Qi Sheng seemed to see the image of a great clan leader leading his clansmen forward in the cold wind and the scorching sun.
The viewers in his live broadcast room also sighed.
"Is this a f * cking saint? Creating words, weaving shoes, holding books, tasting hundreds of herbs, is this something a person can do?”
"No matter how you look at it, this is a great clan leader. Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time. If he were to be placed now, he would definitely be a king who would be recorded in history.”
"He has already entered the annals of history. It's just that he doesn't have a name.”
"Is this the predecessor of the Great Desolate Empire? It seems a little miserable. It was fine at the beginning, but there were dead people on every wooden plank behind it.”
"How can there be no deaths in the wilderness? A random attack could cause the tribe to go extinct. That Ruler has already done his best.”
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