in the name of the queen.

The difficulty of making a batch of pots is neither high nor low.

The Garden of Eden is a post-apocalyptic paradise built according to the standards of rebuilding a home after the destruction of the world. It can be called a small city. It has both ecological protection areas that preserve various creatures and industrial parks that can complete basic industrial production.

Pots are very important daily industrial products, and Eden has ready-made production molds.

If Roland wasn't worried about being too shocking, he would only need one day to make these pots.

Roland stayed in the Thorson tribe for five days, and only then did he take out the large iron pots that were enough to change their lives, as the Centaurs were eagerly waiting.

Seeing the big pots neatly placed there, the chief and elders of the Tolson tribe were dumbfounded.

"This is simply a miracle! Praise the great God!"

Centaurs also have their own indigenous deity, Mother Earth.

Although no one has ever seen this illusory god, people still need some spiritual sustenance when they are alive. Other tribes have gods protecting them, but you don't. Doesn't that make you look stupid?

Lisa reluctantly accepted Roland's explanation.

Before becoming a magician, she also believed in abundance as the mainstream did, and often went to the Temple of Abundance to worship.

Although the gods never responded to any of her requests, her faith remained firm.

But magicians never believe in God, they only believe that they can become gods.

After she stopped believing in gods, Lisa's horizons were obviously broader than before. The vastness of the magical world made her realize that she was really confused before.

But these ideas were too profound for the Centaurs, who were accustomed to believing in Mother Earth.

Mother Earth did leave behind many relics and knowledge, and was a powerful entity that truly existed.

According to Roland's estimation, Mother Earth should be a powerful being that rose in the Fourth Era, but he didn't know if she would have a chance to play in the final resurrection match.

Three thousand pots were just a piece of cake for Roland, but for the Tolson people it was a gift that would change their future destiny.

Although Roland said it was fate and he didn't ask for anything in return, the Thorson Centaur was unwilling to accept the kindness for nothing.

The teachings left by Mother Earth require them to repay every kindness.

After some discussion, the clan leader and elders decided to open the ruins of Mother Earth to Roland and allow him to take away a sacred object that was destined for him.

Roland wanted to say that he was not interested, but seeing the pious and heartbroken expressions of these centaurs, he couldn't refuse.

You can't say that other people's most precious things are trash.

He could only express with high emotional intelligence that it was okay to visit, but it was up to fate whether or not to take anything away.

"This is a gift from Mother Earth to you. I don't want to take it for granted."

The Tolson tribe sent the oldest elder to accompany Roland into the underground ruins known as the Heart of the Earth.

The Centaurs had some opinions about Lisa wanting to follow. After all, according to their logic, women were not qualified to show up in formal occasions, but Lisa's words instantly killed their doubts.

"Excuse me, is Mother Earth male or female?"

The centaurs were silent.

They had never considered the issue from this angle before, but Lisa's critical hit left them with no way to refute.

You can't say that Mother Earth is a male mother.

The rock elder who accompanied them on the tour was an old man over 130 years old.

The Centaurs, whose average lifespan is less than 40 years old, are simply immortal.

Although the old guy's hair looked gray, he was still in good spirits and spoke clearly. It seemed that he could live for a long time.

Before entering the ruins, Roland smiled and asked him for the secret of longevity. The rock elder answered without hesitation:

"Eat more meat, drink more wine, and enjoy your young companions as much as young men do."

Lisa was stunned, and Roland laughed.

Women who eat more meat, drink more and sleep more may not necessarily live longer, but old guys do have a healthy and happy mentality.

Lisa subconsciously classified the Rock Elder as an old bastard who was no longer virtuous. She even wanted to keep Roland away from such an unreliable guy.

But then she thought that if she could still eat meat and drink wine with big mouthfuls when she was older, it would also be a kind of happiness, and her contempt for old guys faded.

The Rock Elder has no name. He uses the name of the tribe as his surname and rock as his name, but everyone in the tribe calls him the Earth Elder.

In front of Roland, he did not dare to use this name, but insisted that Roland call him "Rock".

"Sage of Rock, are you sure this is the remains of Mother Earth?"

Lisa finally couldn't help but ask.

If it weren't for the old man's skillful guidance, she would even suspect that this was an ordinary crypt.

There is nothing except winding underground passages.

The rock elder smiled but said nothing and continued to lead the way.

There is a huge difference in body size between males and females in the Centaur tribe, and the fighting power of female Centaurs is far lower than that of males, so they have a very low status in the tribe and have almost no power except taking care of housework and giving birth to offspring.

The Rock Elder didn't dare to look down on Lisa for Roland's sake, but he didn't respect her much either.

Perhaps in his eyes, Lisa was just Roland's reproductive tool.

Lisa was inexplicably annoyed. If she wasn't worried about Roland getting into danger, she really didn't want to have anything to do with these stupid centaurs.

She took a deep breath and pushed away some of her anger.

These barbarians are still a long way from being civilized, the Centaur women do not have control over production resources and their combat capabilities are weak, but their current status is quite consistent with their strength.

Feeling that Lisa was unhappy, Roland did not say anything, but just held her slightly hot hand in his palm, passing the coolness to her.

This is a side effect of practicing fire magic. When in red temperature, the temperature is higher than that of other practitioners, and the face is also redder.

Feeling the coolness of Roland's palm, Lisa felt better.

She clenched her other fist and made a hammering motion in the void, venting the last of her negative emotions, and the smile returned to her face.

At least Roland knew how to respect her and love her, and that was enough.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the road leading underground became increasingly wetter, and the ground in the corridor became somewhat muddy. The Rock Elder stopped and looked back at Roland and Lisa.

"The Garden of the Earth is in front of us. I am old and my legs are not good, so I will not go down. You two distinguished guests can go and visit by yourselves."

"The Earth Courtyard contains three sacred objects left by Mother Earth, but unfortunately no one has ever been able to activate them. If you can activate the treasure, you can take it away, but only one."

Roland was a little curious. How could the Centaurs be so generous?

According to their description of Mother Earth, after removing the exaggerations, Roland believed that Mother Earth also had the hard power close to Rank Two.

Just half a step further and you can become the chosen one.

It is really sad that such a powerful warrior has followers who have become centaurs and are in such a bad state now.

The Rock Sage did not intend to go in with Roland.

This is a miracle, but also a sad place for the Centaur tribe.

The more I see the past glory, the sadder I feel about the present decline.

The once glorious civilization was hidden thousands of meters underground. The race that left a brilliant chapter in human history now needed passing travelers to make pots. The elder of the rock could only sigh.

He estimated that Roland would stay there for a while, so he simply unfolded his backpack and built a simple tent as a temporary stop.

His estimation was very accurate. Roland was shocked the moment he saw the underground ruins. There was actually a complete underground palace hidden under the mud? !
Compared to the scattered and incomplete underground ruins of the Alemanni Empire, the ruins of Mother Earth are far too complete.

The giant guard statue at the door is lifelike, and its majestic appearance and huge weapons intimidate anyone who comes with bad intentions.

Roland certainly had no ill intentions, but he didn't hold out much hope before he came.

He even instinctively thought that the legend of Mother Earth was exaggerated.

Even if it's not an exaggeration, how much can she leave behind after several eras?
During the Age of Gods, there were many buildings more magnificent than the Garden of the Earth, but most of them were gradually destroyed in various wars and disasters and have long disappeared.

The remains of the Third Age vanished with the tragic war of divine punishment, and only the golden ginkgo trees and the sea of ​​flowers seem to tell of the glory of the past.

The Fourth and Fifth Ages were the eras when the gods left and the elves and earth spirits withdrew.

This is the most chaotic era, an era when many heroes emerge.

In this era, there have been many powerful beings that were able to touch the edge of the divine realm, but without exception, they all fell.

Roland couldn't tell how many powerful beings like Mother Earth there were who couldn't even continue their heritage.

It was fate that they could meet each other. He bowed towards the main gate of the Garden of Earth and strode in.

No matter how powerful Mother Earth may have once been, she is now history.

Roland saw the three sacred objects of Mother Earth in the center of the Earth Courtyard.

A forty-meter-long war hammer, an earth disk as big as a spaceship, and a set of earth-attribute war helmets.

No wonder the Rock Elder dared to say the bold words "take it if you can".

Can humans use this thing?
Based on the size of these weapons, Roland deduced that Mother Earth was at least twenty-seven or twenty-eight meters tall in her combat stance.

Judging from the size of the murals and other remaining armor, the Centaurs were as big as elephants in their heyday, and their charge was earth-shaking.

Even in the fourth and fifth eras, only giants could contend with warriors of this size. No wonder they left behind a glorious history.

Although he was surprised, Roland was not too shocked.

During the Age of Gods, there were even larger races of war machines, including super-giant humans that were seventy or eighty meters tall, and prehistoric dragons with wingspans of over a hundred meters.

Everyone has a glorious moment, don't take the past as permanent.

There are so many glorious moments in human history, and Mother Earth and the Centaurs are just a tiny part of that vast history.

It was brilliant, but that was it.

Roland's greatest gain was the murals and engravings on the wall.

Centaurs are huge, so it is difficult to create books suitable for reading.

It is hard to imagine the funny scene of a giant man who is seven or eight meters tall holding an A5-sized book and reading it.

To facilitate the passing on of knowledge, the Centaurs prefer to leave it in rock carvings.

Unfortunately, the ancient Centaur language has been lost, and the current Centaur descendants do not have the ability to decipher the ancient characters.

Roland was a learned man after all, and had read many books from the Fourth Age, but he could only understand a very small number of words.

In any case, this was rare knowledge, and in Roland's opinion it was more precious than the three holy relics displayed in the hall.

Although earth-attribute magic weapons are very suitable for paladins, they are too large to be used.

After touring the underground palace, Roland did not find anything else valuable.

It's normal to think about it. If it was really valuable, the Tolson tribe would have taken it away long ago. How could they leave it to outsiders?
He spent almost a week making rubbings and copies of all the murals and texts he could find and took them away. For those that were difficult to copy, he also used a magic crystal ball to record the images.

After a busy period, he took away all the most valuable knowledge from the ruins and prepared to go back and slowly decipher it.

In addition to the knowledge, he only took away one souvenir, which was the yellow-brown brooch he saw when he just entered the ruins. This thing was simple in style and ordinary in shape. Roland gave up the idea of ​​giving it to Lisa and just pinned it on his chest casually.

After all, he had come to the ruins, and it would be unlucky to leave empty-handed. So he simply took away this brown jade brooch, which looked ordinary but had survived countless years, as a trophy.

When he walked out of the Garden of Earth, he saw the Rock Elder lying on the ground catching earthworms to kill time out of boredom.

He didn't expect that the old man was actually waiting, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"Elder Rock, I'm so sorry. I've been busy in there for almost a week. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Roland greeted the Rock Elder with a smile.

The rock elder stared at Roland blankly, and finally couldn't help but complain, "Northern traveler, you probably don't have any concept of time underground. If you use human time measurement, you only stayed down there for a dozen hours."

More than ten hours?
Roland subconsciously thought that the Stone Elder was wrong. After all, the Centaurs did not have clocks and probably had no concept of time.

But he soon thought of another possibility, which was the real mystery of the Earth Garden.

Change the flow of time.

He smiled and dragged the subject away, reaching for his pocket watch.

Just as he was about to take out the pocket watch, some past events flashed through Roland's mind.

No, this gold pocket watch was given by Sif, and the one given by Sister Lisa was a silver pocket watch!
(See Chapter 120 for details)
Roland, who almost caused a misunderstanding, shook his wrist and took out the silver pocket watch that was stuck in his other pocket.

This pocket watch not only has hour and minute hands, but also a day timer that is reset every month.

The date displayed when I entered the ruins was 2, and now it is 8.

Apparently, one week.

A week is 144 hours, and the Rock Elder thinks the consumption time is about 14 hours.

Simply put, for every hour that passes outside, ten hours pass inside.

The flow of time has changed.

This is a great place for time-consuming research.

The Rock Sage did not dwell on this question. He saw the brooch on Roland's chest but did not ask.

It's just a small item, it can be used as a souvenir.

He actually hoped that someone would pick up the three sacred objects, but unfortunately no one did.

He led the way, and Roland and Lisa followed behind.

Just now, when Roland was busy, Lisa was meditating with her eyes closed beside him, practicing magic control silently without disturbing him.

Thinking of his sister staying with him for a week, Roland couldn't help but hold her hand and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work in staying with me in this dark environment for a whole week."

"It's not hard at all."

Lisa leaned close to Roland with a smile on her face, her voice as soft as a clamp.

"Roland, I don't have much idea of ​​time when I'm meditating, but it feels like less than a day. But that's not important. I didn't expect you to carry that pocket watch with you all the time."

Uh, my sister's focus is actually here at this time? Roland was a little speechless.

She didn't care that time flowed ten times faster, but she actually cared whether the pocket watch she took out was a silver pocket watch?
I have to say that women’s focus is indeed different.

Roland shrugged and was about to put his doubts aside when he suddenly thought of something.

Maybe only his time flows differently.

Looking down at the yellow-brown brooch, he felt that this inconspicuous little thing was the real holy object. (End of this chapter)