"No," Wu Youren shook his head, his expression not very good, "It's made me afraid to stay at Red Pine."
"It's better not to live in Red Pine," Scops Owl nodded. " World-Left Weapon are indeed a real nuisance."
"That's true... um?" The boy paused, then realized what he meant. "You're not afraid anymore?"
"One of the uses of Shadow-Splitting Yue," Chen Quanxu replied casually, "I might be afraid, but a few chirps from the crickets are no problem."
"Then tell me more about it?" Wu Youren was unusually curious about this kind of existence.
"I can't say more," the Scops Owl, raising a claw and patting the wall beneath its feet.
"Take this so-called 'Rust Zone' you mentioned, do you even know where that name comes from?"
"It did industrialize, but it declined," Wu Youren replied without hesitation.
He had heard Ailin mention this before, though she was vague, but the answer should be correct.
"So, why did it decline?"
"What kind of question is that?" The boy shook his head. "I don't know, I didn't do it."
"You think so?" Chen Quanxu felt a little choked up, but he also understood the boy's knowledge structure.
"This is because the effectiveness of the World-Left Weapon has decreased."
In his words, World-Left Weapon are not only for combat, but can also take care of people's livelihoods.
Strictly speaking, this weapon is a remnant of the previous human era.
Information about that human era is taboo; only a tiny select group at the very top of each nation knows about it.
"For example, Hao Wei?" Wu Youren suddenly remembered that the head guard had been quite unrestrained in discussing the matter.
"Who does he think he is?" Chen Quanxu said dismissively. "He just got certified by luck; he doesn't know as much as I do!"
"The last era," the boy pondered for a moment before asking, "Like things such as cameras?"
"You're right!" the Scops Owl declared without hesitation.
"These are all things left by our ancestors, alas... they've been lost, and no one can understand them anymore."
"Give me a moment to catch my breath," Wu Youren thought, feeling like he wasn't getting enough oxygen in his brain.
"How many years ago was the last era? I know nothing about that."
"I don't know much more than you do," Chen Quanxu, because the other party directly admitted that he didn't know.
Pretending in front of this kind of person is utterly pointless. "How long ago was the last era... maybe nobody knows!"
This answer is a bit strange, but it really is true.
The known human civilization has developed for approximately two to three thousand years.
However, no single civilization could persist throughout this period, and most writing systems failed to survive.
Therefore, the history of the past two or three thousand years is a mess, with several periods being completely interrupted.
The historical materials that have survived are even more absurd than novels.
Chen Quanxu's assessment was. "The history books are newer than the shit I took yesterday!"
In the last five hundred years, with the emergence of Ability User and the significant increase in connections between countries, history has become somewhat more reliable.
Don't say the author's concept is bizarre; the development of this world is far more bizarre than the author's!
In terms of cultivation systems, the Knight system should have existed for over a thousand years—yes, only "should."
Who invented this system? There are seven or eight popular theories, but dozens of controversial ones exist.
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The Weird Race appeared a thousand years ago, and the system of Ability User appeared eight hundred years ago; these are generally accepted by the public.
However, credible international history is probably less than five hundred years old, so to ask about this... isn't that absurd?
It's hard to say exactly when the information about the World-Left Weapon came out, but it was probably around the time the Ability User system emerged.
Strictly speaking, this information has never been widely disseminated, and those who are not careful will face serious consequences.
For this reason, not only did Chen Quanxu dare not mention it, but even Instructor Hong forbade the instructors below him from discussing the topic.
The son of the Duke of Wei, though seemingly outspoken, upon closer reflection... did he actually say much that one time?
In fact, even Chen Quanxu now still doesn't dare to say much.
He merely used the existence of the Rust Zone to tell Wu Youren that the power of that thing was beyond his imagination, and to mention it as little as possible.
The boy said he understood, but couldn't help asking again, "So... in total, how many human eras are known to have occurred?"
As expected, the Scops Owl replied, "It's good enough that you know about the previous one. As for these histories, believe them if you want!"
After a moment's thought, Wu Youren spoke up, "The history of the Great Jin is surely more reliable, isn't it?"
Chen Quanxu pondered for a long time before replying, "A lifespan of two hundred years for Zhenguo is almost believable given its nearly five-hundred-year history; that's already quite good."
This answer left the boy speechless. This really is... living in the moment.
After a while, he shook his head. Things that are too far away are not worth considering.
However, he had other things to do, so he raised his hand and made a hand seal, causing the ground to churn.
"Wait a minute, you..." Scops Owl was taken aback, "Who taught you this move?"
"Using hand seals?" Wu Youren glanced at him. "Sensing the various elements and using hand gestures as an aid can improve efficiency and reduce consumption."
Chen Quanxu fell silent again, and after a while, he asked, "You figured it out yourself?"
The boy asked suspiciously, "Is it difficult?"
"It's not too difficult," the Scops Owl replied thoughtfully, "But what are you muttering?"
Without hesitation, the boy replied, "It's also a supplementary method."
"This is very difficult!" Chen Quanxu said without hesitation.
He actually knew about using hand gestures to assist in casting spells.
Even he himself was inspired by this and deduced some similar methods.
The process of performing it was very difficult, and the results were not very consistent, so he never mentioned it to the other party.
The boy was just a self-taught spellcaster who had been learning and practicing on his own from the very beginning, and had even figured out a set of hand gestures.
This talent is truly extraordinary.
However, by using voice to assist in casting spells, he could only say: This principle, perhaps... maybe, might be true.
But that wasn't all. What he couldn't understand even more was, "What are you muttering?"
"Um..." the boy thought for a moment before answering, "Pronunciation."
"Nonsense, how could I not know it's pronunciation?" Chen Quanxu, somewhat annoyed. "Why do I feel like it's a language?"
"No way?" Wu Youren was stunned. I had already pronounced it very vaguely, and you could still sense it?
He was reciting the language he had learned before he time-traveled.
He figured out the hand seals and incantations little by little; otherwise, the energy required for casting spells would be high, and the process would be relatively slow.
Especially the chanting of the mantra, using the language of our own world, it really feels a bit lacking.
Without comparison, there is no harm; different systems will lead to differences in details, and this must be acknowledged.
It was only in front of Chen Quanxu that he didn't hide these things; any other Liang would have been silenced if they saw him performing magic!
But Wu Youren really didn't expect that this person's observation skills were exceptionally meticulous.
Fortunately, a box surged up from the ground the next moment, effectively diverting the other party's attention.
He opened the metal box, inside was a leather pouch, and inside the pouch was the orange seed from before.
The orange seeds have changed color; they are now a hazy white with a slightly crystalline texture.
The previous traces of blackness, while not completely gone, have become faintly visible again.
At first glance, it looks like a piece of jade with a slight flaw, except... its shape is a bit strange.
"This is..." Scops Owl's eyes widened, his gaze somewhat fixed.
"It emerged from underground and turned into this," Wu Youren said seriously. "It feels somewhat extraordinary, but I have no clue what to make of it."
The Scops Owl hopped over, stretched out its claws, scratched at it, and decisively declared, " Flawless Crystal!"
"It sounds like a good thing!" the boy thought for a moment before asking, "Isn't there any resentment in it?"
"That's right!" The Scops Owl tightened the opening of the leather pouch and looked at him. "Very valuable, extremely valuable!"
Wu Youren nodded slightly, "Just the head alone is worth a lot of money!"
In the past, the Resentment Qi Crystal I obtained were only about the size of a thumb; those the size of a quail egg were considered large.