Chapter 1270

There is no doubt that the amazing wealth stored in the treasure house is definitely a great wealth for the darentes who have a strong civilization as the foundation.

Especially gemstones and magic materials soaked in bottles and cans, any caster can't help but have the greedy idea of taking them all as his own.

Unfortunately, Luke turned a blind eye to all this and began to concentrate on finding information about the shelter.

Because he knew that in the doomsday world where the order had collapsed, gold and silver had already lost its value as a base currency, and even if it was still on the roadside, scavengers were not necessarily willing to pick it up.

They can neither eat nor drink, nor can they be made into all kinds of tools and weapons. Their only function is to decorate and decorate.

Who wants such rubbish?

In fact, in the twelve years since darente disappeared, the whole world not only did not become better, but showed a worse and darker side.

The first is the collapse of the ruling system, which leads to the disappearance of the original order. The original residents who have been enslaved for countless years are unscrupulous to vent their anger and destroy everything related to the darente people.

As we all know, individuals under the control of group will often lose their self thinking ability and judgment, and all behaviors are full of ignorance and blind obedience.

As a result, in the process of destroying the traces of the darentes, many magical devices used to maintain agricultural production, irrigation, and refining and producing resources were destroyed.

When they react, there is already a piece of ruins behind them. Let alone restore the appearance of the world before, even today's population can't support it.

In order to survive, they had to fight each other and kill each other for the few resources left.

The second is the collapse of the financial and monetary system.

When darentes ruled the planet, they would exploit and purchase precious metals and gemstones. Any indigenous people could use these things in exchange for food, water, cloth, spices and other necessities,

To some extent, this resource plunder stabilizes the purchasing power of precious metals and gemstones as money.

But when they collectively disappeared, precious metals and gemstones suddenly fell to a low point. Maybe some gemstones will be needed by casters, but precious metals are definitely ignored, because precious metals have lost the universal recognition necessary as money.

"Ah! I found it!"

After several rounds around the treasure house, Luke finally found a black slate from a row of shelves, which was crowded with changing symbols.

However, because the words written above are darente's own words, he is unable to interpret them for the time being.

Fortunately, his failure to recognize these strange characters does not mean that others do not know them.

Especially those enemies who fought with the darentes should be able to interpret these words.

Thinking of this, Luke didn't hesitate. He took the slate directly out of the fortress and said to the Unknown God waiting at the door for a long time: "I want to make a deal with you!"

"Oh? What deal?" the Unknown God asked with interest.

"I just opened the core treasure house of the magic fortress and found an interesting thing. If you don't mind, can you translate it for me?" said Luke, handing over the slate directly.

When the Unknown God saw the stone slab, a faint golden light burst out in his pupils, pursed his mouth and said with profound admiration: "it's incredible! You found this!"

"What is it?" Luke asked eagerly.

"It is an account book that records the whereabouts of all the resources plundered from the world," God explained carelessly.

"Where? You mean..."

Luke was clearly aware of something, and his eyes glittered with a strange light.

"That's right!" God nodded gently. "As you guessed, every once in a while, those greedy invaders will transfer the plundered resources to another place, and then transport their home planet from this place."

"So where on earth is this place?"

Luke obviously didn't care about the whereabouts of those resources. He just wanted to find a shelter.

"Sorry, I don't know. All I know is that they hide this place very well and don't allow any non darente people to enter. If you really want to find it, you'd better go to a place first." God offered a suggestion.

"Where?"

"Los! The capital of the world's most powerful empire and the first city conquered by invaders. There should be the answer you want to find in the ruins of that city."

"Ross?"

"Yes! It was called the miracle City blessed by the gods. It not only has the most magnificent and gorgeous temples and palaces, but also has the most devout and fanatical believers."

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Just when Luke got a clue and set off for the ruins of the ancient city, another boy on the planet Mocha had stood in front of the repaired transmission door and asked without looking back: "mentor, I'm going to start soon. Do you have anything else to say?"

"There's nothing to say. I believe that conquering a world with backward technology and falling into chaos is no problem for you. The only thing to remind is that if you find a clue to your other brother, don't rush to take action, let alone try to bring him back by force." Oren warned in a serious tone.

"Why?" the boy obviously didn't understand his mentor's intention.

Oren smiled and explained, "you have to understand that he is different from you. He lived among the primitive aborigines who hated us since childhood. He doesn't understand how great the magical civilization created by the darentes is. I don't want to bring back a talent who is hostile or even hostile to us, okay?"

"So you want to change his thoughts and ideas first?" the boy was very smart and understood what his mentor wanted to express at once.

"You'd better understand this! As a mentor who has watched you grow to the present, I know very well the great potential contained in your body. If nothing unexpected happens, your brother should have similar talents. If he threatens us one day..."

Before Oren finished speaking, the boy interrupted, "don't worry! If one day, I will kill him myself and make him into an alchemy puppet. Nothing can stop us, even if he is my own brother."