Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

The history of the Jagannath Temple is too long, and due to the gaps in the historical records of Bharatiya Janata Dharani, no one knows its true history.

Zhang Yi handed them to Yang Xinxin and asked her to see if there was anything valuable inside.

After all, Yang Xinxin has always been interested in this kind of research.

I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn’t expect to gain anything from it!

"I'll be there soon."

Zhang Yi immediately went to put on his clothes. Yang Xinxin glanced at his muscular upper body and a slight blush appeared on her face.

Zhang Yi put on his clothes and hurried to Yang Xinxin's laboratory.

Her study was large, with a row of shelves along the walls. It was a mess, with many books and antiques scattered on the floor or on the tables and chairs.

Yang Xinxin was wearing a black pajamas and sitting on the thick carpet. Her delicate little feet in white stockings were exposed from under her black skirt.

Zhang Yi knocked on the door and came in, and saw five or six stone slabs in front of her. The information system in front of her projected a three-dimensional image and was carefully analyzing it.

Zhang Yi's eyes quickly swept across her inadvertently exposed feet, then he looked at them twice more and then swept past them again.

"Xinxin, what have you discovered?"

Zhang Yi walked to Yang Xinxin and bent down.

Yang Xinxin pointed at the stone slabs, a smile on her face, and excitement flashed deep in her pupils.

"Brother, this is the world-famous Nakar Slate!"

Zhang Yi said to Yang Xinxin, "I haven't read much, so please explain it to me in detail."

Yang Xinxin pointed to five stone slabs lined up on the ground and said, "The Nakar Slabs are legendary artifacts that record the deeds of ancient civilization."

Those five stone slabs looked somewhat familiar, but probably all of these stone slabs looked the same.

The yellow stone is densely engraved with cuneiform characters. Of course, these heavenly characters are not included in any writing system recorded in the world today.

"It looks a bit like... the one we saw before."

Zhang Yi said.

Yang Xinxin nodded: "Yes, it is the one I got from the scholar of Nash Country."

She rested her chin on one hand and stared closely at the stone slab in front of her.

"And judging from the writing system, they are also very similar."

Zhang Yi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you saying that these stone tablets also record the history of ancient civilization?"

He frowned, feeling very confused.

"But I always feel that this kind of legend is not very reliable."

Yang Xinxin smiled slightly, "Brother, why do you have such an idea?"

Zhang Yi spread out his right hand. "According to the information we have so far, ancient civilizations were not extremely backward, but rather quite advanced."

“If they wanted to preserve history, why not use higher-quality materials?”

"Furthermore," he leaned over and looked at the long, angular cuneiform characters, "it's obvious what kind of tools were used to carve them out. What advanced civilization would use such a writing system?"

Yang Xinxin smiled faintly and explained to Zhang Yi.

"That's because this is the material that is most suitable for preservation."

"Any artificially synthesized material, even the finest alloy, cannot withstand the erosion of time. Even if metal is not completely corroded into ash after being buried underground for ten thousand years, it will inevitably rust and decay."

"You can't use it to save text."

"On the contrary, although slate looks simple, it can avoid the risk of oxidation."

"As for these words——"

Her soft little hands brushed across the stone slab, as if caressing the vicissitudes of the past ten thousand years.

"Brother, come and try it."

As she spoke, she took Zhang Yi's hand and carefully placed it on the stone slab.

Zhang Yi felt the contours of the surface.