Chapter 1086 Xikunda: Who the hell is Qi Yan? !
Chapter 1086 Xikunda: Who the hell is Qi Yan? !
"This sculpture has a high artistic value. It would be very dangerous if Qi Yan came here."
Ambassador Victoria sighed as she looked at the tree-like sculpture beside her.
The Lateran envoy said in a low voice, with an expression of unbearable faith:
“Don’t mention Qi Yan, I can’t bear it anymore, but this kind of thing is hard to recover, right?”
Envoy Victoria glanced at him and said sarcastically:
"Qi Yan doesn't have to pay for breaking this thing. If you break it, aren't you afraid that your pope will hit you on the head with the barrel of a gun?"
"What if the Pope comes and wants to explode?"
"Then it might be Ms. Kelsey's turn to get mad."
"Alas, we still have to wait for Qi Yan to come. Without him leading the way, it always feels like something is missing."
"…Only you Sakota would have such an idea. May the late emperor bless you, and I hope Qi Yan has lost his way to Sami."
Sikunda:?
What's wrong with these land people?
Although it is true that Agor is relatively liberal, isn't it too liberal to start by discussing what to blow up?
And who is Qi Yan?
She subconsciously looked at Elini, only to find that the girl was concentrating on teasing the starfish in the ecological tank.
"Ma'am, please don't pay attention to what everyone is saying. They won't really do anything out of line." Jody smiled wryly and took the initiative to talk.
Sikunda looked at him and smiled again:
"Speaking of which, I forgot one thing, Mr. Jody. Welcome back to Agor."
"Thank you."
Jody nodded politely, but instead of the joy of returning home, he felt more confused and helpless.
"You seem a little uncomfortable." Sikunda said softly.
"...Yes, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
Jody glanced around and said, “I am also from Agor, but… to be honest, I just feel strange now.
Mililyum is beautiful, but the humid air and dull pressure here make me feel a little lost. I clearly saw many of my fellow Agors, but I actually... began to miss the town where I lived on land. "
"I understand you and respect all your choices." Sikunda's voice was still gentle. "Agor is always willing to wait for every compatriot."
"……Um."
Jody still smiled politely in return.
As they were talking, the team had arrived in front of a huge circular building.
Everyone looked up to admire this magnificent building and discovered that its exterior wall was actually a kind of incomplete retro shape. However, it did not appear shabby or out of tune with the elegant buildings around it. Instead, it had an artistic beauty.
"Everyone please follow me, this is Agor's battle of wits."
Sikunda led the way and introduced the building: "It is the sedimentation of Agor's knowledge and culture for thousands of years. What we think, know, do, appreciate, and even many questions to be answered are stored here.
It was originally a public facility conceived and built by the great anthropologist and researcher of prehistoric civilization, Maritus.
It is a place where people can think, question, debate, and ultimately come to understanding and make decisions.”
With Xikunda's slow and clear introduction, everyone successfully passed through the corridor of the building, came into the interior of the building, and saw the real core of the building.
The giant golden integrated terminal is rooted in the center of the battle of wits field. Its shape clearly imitates the appearance of coral, but because it is too huge, it looks like an ancient giant tree.
Around this terminal made entirely of brilliant gold, tendril-like network fibers hang down, and under most of the fibers there is an Agor man operating a holographic control panel to input his thoughts.
There are questions in your own mind, and there are answers to questions raised by others.
These Agors draw nutrients from this megastructure and are also the nutrient providers that enable it to continue to grow.
Jody and the others all subconsciously slowed down their breathing, fearing that their presence would disturb the academic atmosphere in front of them.
"Please don't be nervous."
Xikunda chuckled and said, "As long as everyone does not interrupt others rashly, it will not affect the order of the battle of wits. If everyone has questions in their hearts, they can also look for answers in the battle of wits or choose to publish them to attract others to answer them."
"Can we?" Jody asked in surprise.
"Of course, the Battle of Imaginations never refuses the exchange of knowledge." Xikunda promised confidently.
The envoys could not help but feel excited after receiving this promise, and they walked lightly to the bottom of the giant structure to look for an empty operating panel.
Elini was also curious and found a panel on which she entered the care methods for the starfish.
In just a moment, thousands of answers that had already been sorted out were refreshed, almost making Elini dazzled.
Qiao Di stood beside Xikunda and didn't rush to act. He asked curiously:
"The man who could create such a wonder, that Maritus, must be a great genius."
"If we were to list all the contributions he made to Agor, I'm afraid a whole day wouldn't be enough." Sikunda's face showed a bit of admiration, "He was a sage from two hundred years ago. In a sense, he can even be called the founder of Agor.
If you are curious, you can check out his profile yourself, which is also included in the Battle of Wisdom. "
"That's it..."
Jody had an idea.
He was not thinking of Maritus, but of another name.
Breogan.
This Agor man was the designer of the Eye of Iberia and the Fool. Jody still had the drawings inherited from him. It was also because of these drawings that Jody was able to cooperate with Kal'tsit to complete the restart of the Eye of Iberia.
Many people call Jody the descendant of Breogan.
Although Jody never showed it, he did care and yearn for it in his heart.
Now was the chance to get to know Breoghan in person.
Jody took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset and went to look for an idle operating panel.
However, he accidentally saw what the Lateran envoy next to him typed into the panel, and was instantly shocked so much that he froze in place.
"What are you doing?" he asked nervously, lowering his voice.
The Lateran envoy turned around with a confused look on his face:
"I'm asking a question. I've always been confused. Everyone says that our Sakota guns are hot weapons. So if I put them in the refrigerator, can they be considered cold weapons?
Also, the executioners in Latland are always working hard to catch criminals everywhere. Why don’t they just go directly to the prison?
And there’s more…”
"Stop!" Jody's scalp tingled. "I'm afraid it will cause diplomatic problems if you ask questions like this!"
"Didn't you say you can ask any questions you want?" The Lateran envoy said with some resentment.
Xikunda noticed the argument between the two and walked over curiously to glance at the operation panel. Then her facial muscles froze.
Jody wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it to escape reality.
He really wanted to explain to Sikunda that not everyone on their land was a Sakota, most of them were still normal!
Just as Jody was frantically brainstorming to find an explanation, an envoy came over mumbling:
"Why is it that when I searched for how to become a god, not only was there no reference answer, but there was not even anyone who could answer it. My question was simply buried in the forum."
Sikunda: "..."
How could such a thing exist?
Before Sikunda could finish her inner roar, another envoy came over:
"No one answered my question, so it just sank."
Sikunda: "...What did you ask?"
"Oh, I can tell with my toes that there is no possible answer to something like becoming a god."
The envoy cast a disdainful look at the other guy who asked the question while he was speaking: "So I asked the question. I want to know how the original Originium 'Anana' was summoned in the previous Victoria incident. I also want to imitate the Sarkaz and replicate it."
"I warn you not to go too far!" Envoy Victoria heard the noise and rushed over to issue a condemnation.
Sikunda: "..."
At this time, another envoy came over slowly and complained:
"Can you please be normal and stop embarrassing us mainlanders? Can't you just ask some serious questions?"
Sikunda breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, there are still normal people.
Before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, the envoy continued:
"For simple questions like this, why don't you just ask Qi Yan directly when you have the chance? If he happens to be in a good mood, it's not impossible for him to tell you."
"That makes sense." The other envoys nodded repeatedly.
Sikunda stood there expressionless, screaming quietly in her heart.
What on earth makes sense here?
Who is that Qi Yan?
Before Sikunda could calm herself down, she heard the envoy speak again:
"Speaking of which, my serious question has also sunk. I just wanted to know how to prevent Qi Yan's betrayal and infiltration, but it sank faster than all your questions!"
The other envoys all laughed when they heard this.
Someone couldn't help but joked: "Your question is more outrageous than ours. I would rather believe that I can become a god tomorrow than believe that Qi Yan will stop rebelling everywhere."
This time it was Sikunda's turn to be at a loss, and she could only stand there and act like a quiet, fake-smiling girl.
As the situation got out of control, Jody gritted his teeth and ran to find Elini for help.
As a result, as soon as he came to Elini's operating panel, he saw Elini entering a string of questions.
"what?"
Jody took away Elini's racial gift on the spot.
A group of envoys immediately surrounded her like sharks smelling blood, took in the contents before Elini covered her panel in panic, and then cried out in unison.
"There are still experts?!"
Sikunda was in the crowd and also saw Ailini's problem.
She could only remain silent, looking up at Miriliam's sky barrier with lifeless eyes.
Sage Maritus!
She saw what the problem was!
How can I stop Hai Si from calling me teacher? How can I reduce Hai Si's favorability towards me? How can I save my reputation from Qi Yan?
What the hell are these questions!
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