Lynn continued looking through the historical records.
The more he read, the more he found that things made sense.
How should he put it?
If a civilization had developed for tens of thousands of years,
then even without a technological explosion, its technology should have been incredibly advanced.
The more Lynn read, the more he noticed things that didn't add up.
These technologies should inevitably have spread.
If they hadn't, could the Demon Race really have been so powerful that it could strip the other races of their technology?
As he continued reading, Lynn found the reason.
Deindustrialization.
No, it should have been a decline into uselessness.
Once external pressure disappeared, infighting began.
Then people gradually stopped learning these things.
Fewer and fewer people knew about them.
Then came infighting and war, and some of the knowledge was lost.
As he looked through the diagrams, Lynn also noticed the most important book of all.
Lynn read the title aloud. "Magic Gem?"
"Magical liquid?"
It was a book of arcane knowledge.
It was written in Classical Chinese.
You might ask how Lynn could read it.
Well, how could Leticia read Classical Chinese?
Antilose had taught him.
It said here that the world was equivalent to a body.
When healthy, it would teem with life and have vast forests suitable for planting.
If it were injured, it would bleed. And what happened after it bled?
Scabs and bruises.
Magic was the world's blood.
Wherever Magic Gems and Magical Spring Water existed, the land was bound to be barren.
Lynn immediately thought of the fact that magic was most abundant in blood.
Slime liquid was, in plain terms, a kind of blood. Slimes were just too pathetic.
Their magic content was low.
The Demon Race had a high magic content, so their blood