Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1084: Who is the most suitable person for the Elders Council to choose?

The four souls of one person immediately dispersed and carefully searched every corner of the temple.

Although the entire building was briefly pulled back to ancient time and space by the power of the [Truth Carving Knife], it was ultimately only the temple itself that was changed. The space was not large, so searching was not difficult.

Wu Heng looked around. The walls were mottled and the ground was empty. He could get a general idea of ​​the situation at a glance.

Nothing, maybe a rare item or a prop.

No matter how powerful the carving knife is, it is impossible to bring the lost artifact back to the world.

Just when I thought this trip would be fruitless.

Xiaoxiao suddenly emerged from the gap under the statue's base and shouted excitedly, "Uncle! There are so many words carved here! But I don't recognize any of them!"

Wu Heng was alerted and immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

The location of the short story is the base of the statue.

The carving knife twisted the space to the 'past', but the statue did not recover.

Today the stone statue is no longer visible, leaving only a solid square stone pillar.

Wu Heng was not sure how long the carving knife could last, so he walked forward quickly, put his hands on both sides of the stone pillar, and exerted force suddenly.

Damn it?

The stone pillar did not move at all.

Wu Heng couldn't help but frown.

Judging from the size of the stone pillar, ordinary professionals can move it bit by bit. But with my strength of more than 100, it didn’t move at all?
"Perhaps it's due to the rules," the empress speculated as she approached. "Although everything here can be 'seen,' it can't be changed. What you see is the past, can you change the past?"

Wu Heng thought it made sense, so he gave up moving and said, "Go in and take a look. Write down what's on it."

The four ghosts nodded and followed Xiaoxiao into the darkness under the base.

About another 20 minutes passed.

The effect of the carving knife began to fade rapidly.

The surrounding scene was crumbling like a broken mirror, including the paintings, electric lights, and smooth floor tiles.

In the blink of an eye, the gorgeous and bright appearance of the modern temple has returned.

The four ghosts also flew back from under the base in time.

"How is it?" Wu Heng asked immediately.

"It looks like a complete account, but the text type is unrecognizable." Glenda said, looking towards the queen.

The Empress also shook her head: "I don't know, it might be a more ancient way of counting years."

"Share it with me and let me see it." Wu Heng said.

The panel allows him to understand all types of text, and it is this point that allows him to quickly integrate into the environment when he travels to the other world.

Glenda quickly got into the body, and a picture suddenly appeared in Wu Heng's mind.

In the dim, narrow space, the rough stone base was covered with densely packed ancient characters. The three characters at the top were particularly eye-catching.

Creation Sutra

Wu Heng's heart skipped a beat.

Skill Book!

There was actually something to gain.

The shared video ended quickly and I didn’t have time to take a closer look at the content.

Glenda flew out again and asked anxiously, "What does it say?"

"The Creation Sutra... I haven't looked at it in detail yet, but it is very likely a kind of martial arts." Wu Heng said with a smile.

The ghosts immediately looked happy and the atmosphere became lively.

"Wow! Uncle has new skills again."

"The technique passed down by the goddess Nuwa?"

"If it's really a technique, wouldn't it be even more powerful?"

Judging from the status presented in the mural, Nuwa is undoubtedly the highest-ranking god, and [Ze Yin Shu] and [Lian Ti Jue] are already top-notch skills in the other world.

The value of this legacy she left behind can be imagined.

Wu Heng looked at the excited ghosts and smiled. "Let's go back first. I'll copy down the whole text and then study it carefully to see if I can practice it."

……

After saying this, he led the ghosts to salute the statue again, then turned and left the temple.

Walking out of the hall, Wu Heng saw Chang Bin and others retreating to an open area at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone had a tense expression, holding their guns tightly, pointing them in the direction of the temple as if facing a powerful enemy.

It was not until Wu Heng led the ghosts down the stone steps slowly that they relaxed a little, but there was still surprise in their eyes.

"Chief Wu Heng?" Chang Bin called out tentatively, his tone uncertain. He waved his hand to signal his men to lower their guns, and he quickly stepped forward.

Wu Heng glanced at their weapons and asked, "Why are they even showing off their weapons?"

Changbin coughed lightly and asked curiously, "Didn't you notice anything unusual in there?"

"abnormal?"

"Just now, the entire temple suddenly changed!" Chang Bin gestured, trying to describe the unimaginable scene. "It was like those Thai horror movies. Without any warning, it suddenly transformed back into an extremely ancient, extremely simple temple. We thought... something terrible was going to happen again."

Wu Heng understood immediately.

It turns out that the influence of the [Knife of Truth] is not limited to the interior, but even the external structure has been reversed in time.

"Is there anything special about the ancient temple you saw?" Wu Heng continued to ask.

Chang Bin shook his head. "Apart from being extremely ancient and primitive, there's nothing else going on. But this kind of thing is too scary. We don't dare to approach rashly."

After saying that, he didn't forget to add, "I'm so glad you're okay."

Wu Heng nodded, without further explanation, and said calmly: "Let's go back to the airport first."

Everyone boarded the convoy, and Chang Bin asked several times indirectly whether the changes in the temple were caused by Wu Heng.

But seeing that Wu Heng had no intention of saying anything, he didn't ask any further questions.

There was no conversation for the rest of the journey.

After arriving at the airport, Wu Heng did not stay and boarded the return plane.

……

on the plane.

Wu Heng sat by the window. Outside the porthole, the earth was plunged into silent darkness.

Only the airport we had just left had a few lights on, but as the flight altitude rose, that little light was quickly swallowed up by the endless night.

For most survivor bases, electricity is still an extremely scarce resource.

He withdrew his gaze, leaned back in his chair, and sorted out the gains from this trip to Nuwa Temple.

The power of [Knife of Truth] far exceeded expectations.

Before, I never thought it could be used in this way, to "restore" a building to its state thousands of years ago in a short period of time, allowing me to see the murals that were covered by renovations.

If used well, could we 'restore' the remaining buildings, or some damaged skill books and ancient volumes?

Anyway, except for living things, any inanimate object can be completed.

If you think about it, it seems very likely.

Of course, the biggest gain today is finding the [Creation Sutra].

After returning, I will see if I can learn.

The murals in the temple also provide a lot of information.

The image of gods in the writings of mortals is majestic and grand, standing high above the starry sky.

The strange phenomenon that occurs when breaking through the heroic stage is the falling stars.

Becoming a hero means breaking the shackles of rules, and normal attacks cannot kill a hero.

And the gods above the starry sky represent more powerful beings that surpass heroes and transcend a certain level of life?
Or does "alone" mean living in the sky?

It is unlikely to live in the sky, as our own satellites have already been launched into space.

And after Nuwa repaired the sky, she disappeared from the mural. Does this also imply that... gods will also fall?
Since they can die, that means there is a way to kill them.

"Are you still thinking about the temple?" Glenda's voice came softly from the side.

"Well, I did gain something from this trip." Wu Heng said with a smile.

Glenda floated closer and analyzed rationally, "The text is most likely a technique passed down by the goddess Nuwa. I've already learned the Body Refining Technique, so I can focus on studying this."

Wu Heng smiled bitterly, "I've never seen anyone become a hero and still need to learn skills every day."

"Who told you to cause trouble everywhere? The Vatican would rather you do nothing and just eat and wait for death every day!" Granda said angrily.

"Where did you learn these words?"

"Then don't worry about it."

The plane landed smoothly at Xinfu City Airport.

As soon as he walked out of the cabin, he saw Li Yahong leaning against an off-road vehicle, waving at him.

"This way!"

Wu Heng smiled, opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. Li Yahong started the car neatly and drove towards the city center.

"Did you gain anything from this trip?" Li Yahong asked casually while driving.

“There are some, but not as important as you might think,” Wu Heng smiled. “The base is developing better and better lately. Whatever you’re looking for, I can help you find it,” Li Yahong said with a smile.

Although it is not clear what Wu Heng is looking for specifically, the current situation is indeed getting better and better.

She felt there was no need to rush.

"Yeah!" Wu Heng nodded.

Even if there are real dangers in the other world, as long as I protect the secrets of this world, it will be a way out.

At worst, I can just hide here and wait for myself to break through and become a hero.

Thinking about it this way, I don’t care much about the fact that I didn’t gain anything substantial this time.

No matter how you calculate it, you can break through to the hero smoothly.

"It's so late, are you going back to the prison?" Li Yahong glanced at him.

"Go to your place and come back tomorrow."

Li Yahong raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Then send a message to Sister Zhao, don't let her go to bed too early, and let Xiaoxiao see her mother at the same time."

"Okay." Wu Heng took out his cell phone and sent a message to Zhao Yanqiu.

Almost immediately, there was an 'OK' gesture in return.

The SUV stopped in front of the central shopping mall.

Li Yahong cooked him a bowl of instant noodles. After they had a simple meal, they washed up and rested.

About half an hour later, the door opened quietly, and Zhao Yanqiu, who had finished accompanying the little one, walked in quietly.

I quickly finished tidying up and joined the warm bed.

……

The next morning, sunlight shone through thin clouds onto the base.

Wu Heng followed Li Yahong to the storage area of ​​the base.

Accompanied by the clattering sound of metal friction, heavy rolling doors were pulled up one by one, revealing the neatly stacked and clearly classified goods inside.

"The warehouses up front are full of ballpoint pens, sorted by color and size. We have enough to last for several years," Li Yahong explained in a competent tone as they walked. "The rooms in the back are for pills, as well as the microscopes and labware you mentioned. They've all been treated to be moisture-proof and shock-resistant."

"The last row is for directional radios. We've prepared fifty sets so far, and all have been debugged. If more are needed, the production line can increase capacity at any time."

Wu Heng glanced at the tightly packed boxes of supplies and nodded with satisfaction, "Continue production. Especially prepare more radios and experimental supplies."

"I understand." Li Yahong responded promptly.

The two walked through the warehouse area and completed the inventory carefully.

Wu Heng asked Li Yahong to return to the central area first and leave the rest to him.

After Li Yahong left, Wu Heng opened the gate and started letting the skeletons move the goods.

The skeletons were lined up in long rows, moving boxes of items in perpetual motion. The entire venue was filled with the sounds of footsteps and boxes moving.

By the afternoon, all the goods had been moved.

Wu Heng got back into the off-road vehicle and drove back to the prison base as dusk fell.

……

Treasure Island.

Stepping out of the boundary gate, Wu Heng released the ghost.

Little Xiao possessed the doll and ran out of the display case, shouting, "Uncle, I'm going to play with Sister Lilith!"

"Remember not to mention the temple to Lilith," Wu Heng instructed.

"Okay!" Xiaoxiao replied, skipping and hopping as she opened the door and went downstairs.

The other three ghosts also possessed the dolls and walked downstairs.

Wu Heng followed them downstairs and saw the women of the family coming out of the training room.

Everyone was covered in a light sweat, but their eyes were brighter and sharper than usual, indicating that the check-ups from the previous two days had been effective.

"Master, dinner is ready." Minnie greeted him with a smile as she saw him come downstairs.

Wu Heng nodded and followed them to the restaurant.

After eating a simple meal, Wu Heng said to Sanera, "The first batch of goods is ready, and we can start arranging for sales."

Sanella nodded: "Okay, I'll handle it."

After a brief pause, he continued, "The Grand Elder will arrive on the island tomorrow. Would you like to meet him in person?"

It was mentioned before that the Grand Elder was coming.

The speed is quite fast.

“Since the Grand Elder has come in person, we should naturally give him a proper welcome.” Wu Heng responded with a smile, then turned to Minnie: “Have the entertainment city restaurant prepare a welcome banquet tomorrow to properly entertain the Grand Elder.”

“Yes, Master,” Minnie replied softly.

After dinner, Wu Heng chatted with the others for a while longer.

As it got dark, we returned to our rooms to rest.

……

The following morning, the atmosphere inside the island lord's mansion was relaxed.

Wu Heng was chatting with Minnie and the others when a steady, rhythmic footstep came from outside the door.

Shanera led an elder wood elf, dressed in elaborate robes, holding a scepter, and sporting a neat goatee, slowly into the hall.

"This is our Wood Elf clan's Grand Elder, 'Bonifa'," Shanera introduced solemnly.

The old man stepped forward, placed his right hand on his chest, and bowed slightly. "Greetings to you, Chief of Wuheng, Lord Viola."

"No need for formalities, please sit down." Wu Heng smiled and raised his hand.

With a casual wave of his hand, Bonifa silently produced a carved wooden box in the empty space of the hall. “A little something from our tribe, a small token of our respect. We hope the chief will accept it.”

Wu Heng gestured, and Luo Bei, who was standing to the side, immediately directed the skeletons to lift the wooden box down.

Bonifa then took his seat in the guest section.

The maids quietly served tea and refreshments, then stood on either side.

After all, there were outsiders present, so she still had to act like a proper maid.

Sanella and the wood elf sisters did not take their seats; only the witch Viola sat diagonally behind Wu Heng, her expression indifferent.

"Was the journey smooth?" Wu Heng asked.

"Thanks to you, the Wood Elf fleet is relatively safe in the Emerald Sea, and their journey is proceeding without incident," Bonifah replied with a smile.

After a few polite words, Wu Heng said, "Elder, you must have something important to say here today! Let's talk first. I've had a banquet prepared for tonight."

Bonifa's expression turned serious as he got down to business: "Chief, I have come here today to discuss some matters between our two races further."

"Please speak freely. There's no need to be so formal about the relationship between Treasure Island and the Wood Elves."

Bonifa's gaze swept over Sanella and her sisters, and he slowly said, "Firstly, after several discussions, the Council of Elders has decided to build a large-scale Church of Spirit Revelation throughout the territory, with the plan to cover every Wood Elf city."

Wu Heng's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he exchanged a glance with Shanera.

Previously, this would undoubtedly have been a goal I wanted to push forward.

He tried every means to get the Wood Elves on his side, but for the time being, he had to be more cautious to avoid overly provoking the Holy See.

“That is certainly a good thing,” Wu Heng said thoughtfully, “but the association is currently working to ease its relations with the Vatican. Building churches on a large scale at this time may cause unnecessary conflicts.”

A hint of surprise flashed across Bonifa's eyes.

Their previous attitude towards the Vatican was quite radical.

Unexpectedly, despite having the upper hand, Wu Heng chose to exercise restraint.

“The leader is magnanimous and still wishes to maintain the balance.” The Grand Elder seemed to have understood this point, and then said firmly, “But please rest assured, the Wood Elves will always stand with the Spirit Revelation Cult.”

Wu Heng pondered for a moment, then said, “How about this, you can draft a specific plan first, and then proceed with construction once the situation has eased.”

“As you wish.” Bonifa took a sip of tea, then changed the subject: “Chief, what is your opinion of the Wood Elf race?”

“Haven’t we been working closely together?” Wu Heng smiled. “Elder, please speak frankly.”

“I am getting old, and the position of Grand Elder eventually needs a successor.” Bonifa said solemnly, “Who does the Chief think is more suitable?”

Wu Heng also picked up his teacup and took a sip, not quite understanding what was going on, and asked himself what the sentence meant.

He knew there were several elders in the council, but he didn't know who they were. Shanera occasionally mentioned some, but he didn't pay much attention.

"The Grand Elder must have a candidate in mind."

Bonifa looked intently at his expression, then tentatively asked, "What do you think about Sanera becoming the next Grand Elder?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Heng couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Sanella stared in astonishment, her eyes wide open, while the two wood elf sisters gaped open in disbelief.

In the level test two days ago, Shanera was only level 11, which is definitely at the bottom among wood elves.

She is famous for two reasons: her business acumen and her outstanding appearance.

He was able to enter the Elders' Council because of Wu Heng's connection.

No matter how you look at it, she shouldn't be the Grand Elder.

But the intention behind 'Bonifa's' words is clear: to tell Wu Heng that the race and Wu Heng must be completely and closely bound together.

“This is your internal affair, and it is not appropriate for me to interfere,” Wu Heng paused slightly, “but as an ally, what kind of support can Treasure Island provide?”

"I dare not ask for too much, I only hope that more of my clansmen can come to Gold and Silver Island to study in the future." The elder maintained a smile, but was also observing his expression.

(End of this chapter)