god simulator

Chapter 387 The Holy Contract
Behind the twelve tall white columns and the vault is the entrance hall with a gray stone floor. Hanging lamps are hung on the dome, illuminating the ground so brightly.

This building has stood in Yancheng for a hundred years, but now it is empty.

Bu Ma felt a pang of regret.

It’s not that people have lost enthusiasm for museums—in fact, people haven’t, there hasn’t been, and there isn’t now.

It's just that the adjacent Wonderful Zoo was overcrowded, and there was a long queue outside, and the citizens rushed to buy tickets to enter.In comparison, free and open museums are even more deserted and bleak.

Buma used to work in Yaocheng.

There is no museum in Yaocheng, but there is an ale theater. The Temple Society once considered building a theological museum, but it was abandoned.

The reason is still that Yaocheng's funding has been tightened.After Almighty Stone pollution, even a big city like Shuangcheng suffered serious economic damage. Thousands of steam stoves became single-stove beasts and ran away. Many jobs can only be done by manpower. The economy has been in recession for many years. up.

As a carpenter, Buma almost lost his job in Yaocheng.

The reason lies in the scholars and apprentices who studied architecture, engineering and surveying in Yaocheng Seminary.Their salaries dwindled after graduation, so one by one they also started sculpting, drawing, and handicrafts to earn some extra money.

Once the regular army was on the field, practitioners like Buma, who had become monks halfway, were crushed at the touch of a touch, and no one cared about them at all.

So he left Yaocheng and came to Yancheng, where the business atmosphere was stronger, to look for opportunities.

The Old Museum is the place he has been thinking about since he was a child. Many precious cultural relics, ancient books and artworks in the legends of the Yao people are quietly displayed in this building.

With an almost pilgrimage mood, Buma stepped into the gate.

The structure in the museum is U-shaped. The passage starts from the entrance of the corridor on the left, and turns around to the corridor on the right, which is the exit.

In the venue, hemp ropes surround individual exhibition windows, and there are wooden signs recording and describing the collections.

The cultural relic at the front of the museum is a piece of hard black fur, which is hung on a three-pronged rack, looking like a rough leather garment that has not yet been processed.

Buma knew at a glance that it was [Devil Black Bear's Skin].

The wooden sign in the window is written in Yao language, Bo language, and Elf language.

"The skin of the devil's black bear (before the Yao calendar): the believers of the god Jack wore black bear skins, and used spells to change into bears to attack the Garlic tribe. "

Buma continued on, watching as he walked.

[Stone shovel from the first prophet]

【Shaman Hunter's Cane】

……

He stopped.

Here is a special huge glass wall, with a grid of glass on it, to publicly display the first twelve volumes of the total 120 volumes of "Book of God Yao".

Anyone can request a full copy of the Book of Yaoshen from the museum if desired.Many businessmen will collect a set, which not only represents piety to the gods, but also represents a style.

For many years, only the mathematician Shang Mu analyzed some equations and basic calculations from it, and so far no one has been able to really crack the mysteries in this book.

Scholars of all dynasties believed that "The Book of God Yao" is the brightest crown of the peak of the wisdom of the Yao people. If someone can decipher it, he must receive a special award from the gods.

Buma looked at the parchment scroll that recorded the divine inscriptions, full of awe.

As a person who has not even passed the college entrance examination, he naturally can't understand.Just because I can't understand it, I am even more in awe.

At this time, a voice came from Buma's ear.

"It's almost there? Come back soon, open it, open it."

Buma held the trembling left arm under the long sleeve with his right hand: "I'm just here...don't worry, I'll go back at night."

"I'm in a hurry! Hurry up!"

The voice urged: "I have found a way to deal with you, hurry up and open it."

"..."

Buma walked to a hidden corner, lowered his voice and said to his left hand: "Go back after dark, don't rush. It will be troublesome if someone finds out."

The sound disappeared.

Buma breathed a sigh of relief.

He moved to Yancheng, apart from the fact that it was hard to find a job in Yaocheng, another reason was because of this talking guy.

Buma's roommate, chess king.

Yao City provides many free urban benefits and subsidies, but basically they are aimed at experts in various fields, such as urban scholars, skilled craftsmen, or experienced farmers or engineers.

There are also many young people who, like Buma, have not been able to obtain subsidy quotas.

Buma lives in a self-made tent outside the city. It's not that there is no place to live in the city. The Temple Society provides a collective house, but there are mixed and crowded people.

In addition, Buma is a carpenter, digging and grinding, knocking and beating are inevitable, and it is easy to be annoying if they are next to each other.There are also city guards patrolling outside the city, and the soldiers have also set up sentry points and fire towers, so safety is not an issue.

One night, after playing tribal war chess with a chess friend, Buma was still unsatisfied and continued to deduce tactics on the chessboard.

He has no other interests except playing chess.

The pace of life in Yaocheng is slow, and there are many chess friends. Buma often plays chess with others. Whether he plays classic chess or new rules and new chess sets, he always wins more and loses less.

Just as he was pondering a new tactic, a passer-by asked to join him.

Buma readily agreed.

The two sides fought five times in a row, and Bu Ma all beheaded the other side.

From that day on, this passer-by came every day and stayed with Buma for a whole month.

In the end, passers-by wondered: "Why can't I win a round with you?"

Buma told him: "You always attack quickly and never defend. As long as I insist on defending and counterattacking, I can restrain you. You should develop new routines."

"Makes sense."

Passers-by reappeared half a month later, only to lose again in a mess.

"Why do I play defensive counterattack, and you play fast attack, and you still win?"

Buma said: "Because I'm playing drag, and drag battles can tear apart the defensive space. After your chess pieces are pulled apart, the defensive formation is messed up, and you can't stop the attack."

Passers-by keep coming to challenge, always winning less and losing more, repeated defeats and repeated battles.

Seeing that this man is also a chess idiot, Bu Ma often competes with him in skills.

The passer-by was tall and his voice was clear and deep.He put on a large black scholar's robe, inside which he wore a tight armor that covered his face, with a mysterious look.

Buma asked him what his name was, and the other party claimed to be the king of chess.

The chess king never showed his true colors, he always disappeared without a trace during the day, and would not appear until night to compete with Buma on the chessboard.

The two sides became friends through chess, which lasted for three years.

The chess king said: "We played a total of 1092 games. I won 184 games and lost 908 games. I have played against many people with excellent chess skills, but I have never lost so badly."

"Your chess skills are so superb, but your life is difficult. Why don't you pass on all your chess skills to me, and I will help you make a name for yourself, how about it?"

Buma smiled and said, "Okay. It's a great deal for me."

"With your words, let's make a contract."

A faint light flickered on the Chess King's body, and he chanted solemnly: "The great Yao God, please Mr. Pinkman as the witness of the sacred contract. I hereby solemnly promise that the person in front of me will be the joint holder of my power." Whether he is sick or weak, I will not leave him until the day of his death."

Buma was stunned for a moment.

The other party reminded: "Now you also swear in my way, and pass on your chess skills to others, and you will not hide your secrets."

Buma said nervously: "The great God Yao... I will teach the people in front of me how to play chess, and I have no secrets..."

The ceremony was completed quickly.

The black clothes on the Chess King's body came off, revealing the silver armor that was dazzling under the moonlight. The armor was engraved with brass-colored fine embossed patterns, which looked noble and mysterious.

Bu Maxin said, it's no wonder that the chess king has to put on a robe and walk around in such armor, fearing that he will attract attention wherever he goes.

After a while, the Chess King's full body armor suddenly collapsed piece by piece, floating in the air.It was empty inside, no one was in the armor at all.

Chess King is this armor!

This pair of armor wrapped around Bu Ma at once, and completed the reorganization and fitting on him.

The stunned cloth horse turned into a knight with bronze pattern and silver armor in an instant, a powerful force that had never been seen before flowed and lingered throughout his body.

Buma felt as if he had merged with this armor, the armor was his skin and hair, and he was connected with every piece of armor by blood.

The voice of the Chess King came from the armor: "From today onwards, you are the temple warrior of my [Chess King] contract. You and I are each other's front and back, and rely on each other."

Temple warrior?

The legendary guard of the gods... the real identity of the chess king is the stigmata.

Buma was not overjoyed, but rather at a loss, and stammered: "I, I don't know how to fight? I'm a carpenter, how can I become a temple warrior?"

"I have decided, you are the temple warrior."

The Chess King said without doubt: "The decision rests with us [Holy Wish]. You meet my [Chess King's] requirements. If I say you can do it, you can do it."

"Also, you move to Yancheng as soon as possible. There are already other Holy Wishes sitting here, and there is a shortage of manpower over there."

And just like that, Buma turned into a temple warrior unprepared.

Contrary to outside rumors, the number of holy wishes is very small.

According to the Chess King, there are only three in this world at present, namely [Fire Man], [Mr. Why] and [Chess King].

The third of them is the transformation and awakening based on [Stigmata Armor] under the interference reaction, which has been recognized by the apostles.Due to the different characteristics of the holy vows, there are also great differences between them.

The core ability of [Chess King] is [World affairs are like chess].

This ability is not a pure combat spell, but more like a calculation and deduction.

For example, Buma can now clearly feel that there are a total of 21 people in the entire museum including the guards.

In the southeast behind him is an old man with crooked mouth leaning on a cane.He was walking towards the [Old Gods Exhibition Room], with an excited expression on his face—it seemed that he had a hidden worship or belief in one of the old gods.

At the exit at the other end of the corridor, a child was wiping his nose with his sleeve, staring at the modern collection "Dawn of the Kingdom" and the famous "Lying", both of which were painted by the great painter Tiesai .

While watching, the child was still moving his fingers lightly, as if he was holding an invisible pen, imitating the paintings of famous artists in the glass window.

……

The ability of world affairs like chess is to be able to use overlooking and all-seeing within a certain range to deduce everyone's next move.The longer the ability lasts, the more tired the horse will be, and the accuracy of the deduction will continue to decrease.

However, this ability made Buma's carpentry work advance by leaps and bounds, and his waste of wood was greatly reduced!
He only needs to use [World Affairs Like Chess], and he can carve in his mind and choose the most perfect path to complete the work.

Now Buma's work is completely inseparable from it!
While Buma was visiting the museum, the voice of the chess king came from the left arm armor.

"There are similar."

Buma came back to his senses.

Other temple warriors?

The chess king said: "It is [Mr. Why]"

Buma opened the world like chess, and immediately locked the direction of his peers.

It was a thin man in a black robe. He stood beside the "Book of the God of Yao" and said softly: "The wisdom of Lord Yao is really beyond reach... I don't know what is hidden in this book. I really want to see the day when someone can explain the divine book."

The other side smiled gently at Buma, and there were scale-like wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Buma was slightly excited.

It turns out that the contractor of [Mr. Why] is Mr. Longji, the prophet of Yaocheng.

He is also a temple warrior.

　Thanks: Curve circle supports 1000 starting coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)