GBP Chapter 182 History and Relics
Chapter 182 History and Relics
Chapter 182 History and Relics
The group followed their guide through the charming streets of Sioux, eventually arriving at the research site where Mr. Jones was waiting for them. The researcher, a middle-aged man with gray hair and a gentle smile, warmly greeted everyone.
“Welcome, students of the Arcadia Hunter Academy! I am Roman Jones, and it’s a pleasure to have you here.” He extended his hand to shake hands with Maya and the rest of the group.
Maya responded to his greeting. “Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Jones. We look forward to exploring this historical site and learning more about your research. I’ve heard a lot about you from my father.”
“Ah… Mr. Evergreen mentioned me? It’s an honor,” Mr. Jones replied with a smile.
"Of course, he always says you are very hardworking."
"Thank you, I will definitely visit him when I have the chance."
“That’s wonderful, I’m sure he’ll welcome you,” Maya said with a smile.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Maya turned to the other members of the group.
“This is Professor Roman Jones, a rare expert in historical research and antiquities. His research is crucial to unraveling the historical mysteries of West Uxbridge’s past,” Maya explained, her tone filled with genuine respect.
Roman Jones nodded modestly. "I'm just passionate about what I'm doing. Now, may we begin our exploration?"
Roman Jones is a fairly important figure in this field, but he seems to have temporarily put aside his work for this team.
The team eagerly followed Mr. Jones, who led them on a tour of the various parts of the research site.
“You may not have seen artifacts like these. These are special relics used by the residents here before the integration of the hub, and they have not been affected by magic to this day.”
"Not affected by magic? Does that mean this artifact is different from the one we use now?" a student asked curiously.
“That’s true. From the moment magic entered our world, life has changed dramatically. The biggest changes can be observed in living things, and we have gradually adapted to these changes, but even inanimate objects have been affected to varying degrees,” Jones explained.
"Ah..." The students suddenly realized.
“Our purpose in studying these artifacts is to use them as a reference point for change, to explore what the world looked like before magic entered it,” Jones continued.
As the group walked past each exhibit, Jones revealed the city's history and explained the significance of each artifact.
“When we examine these artifacts, we uncover a way of life untouched by magical influence. As you see here today, Xiux was once a thriving city without magic. These artifacts predate the Nexus fusion, a time before magic became an integral part of our world,” Mr. Jones explained, his eyes gleaming with passion.
He led the team to an area displaying a map of Xiux, marked with intricate symbols. "These ancient ruins not only bear witness to the city's history, but they also preserve traces of an era before magic became a decisive force. We speculate that our world may have possessed latent magic long before the Nexus merged."
One student asked, "So, are you implying that the Nexus existed in our world before it merged?"
Mr. Jones nodded. “This is a very interesting possibility. These ruins and artifacts are like a window into an era when magic was not common. If our theory holds true, it will reshape our understanding of the nature of the world.”
As they explored further, Mr. Jones elaborated on the complex connection between ancient ruins and the potential presence of magic.
He pointed out certain markings, symbols, and structures that suggested they existed before magic flooded the world, and the architecture of the ancient ruins themselves almost contradicted the concept of a non-magical world.
“Even from a physicist’s point of view, moving these stones or digging so many tunnels in such an ancient era contradicts the flow of time,” Jones said, pointing to a massive relic made entirely of steel.
"..."
Although the students have seen many skyscrapers, seeing such an ancient building is definitely a different experience.
“There’s one more thing that proves our theory.” Just then, Jones stopped and raised his hand.
"I don't know if any of you have noticed that the magic in this place is a bit different."
Jones stretched out his hand and summoned magic from the air; a ball of flame danced in his palm. But it wasn't the usual orange or red; instead, it shifted its color from azure to emerald green, then to violet.
“I’m not good at manipulating fire myself, but as you can see, this is what makes this place so unique. Unlike the magic we’re used to in our daily lives, the magic in these ancient ruins has a unique nature in its essence.”
Jones explained that the colorful flames were reflected in his eyes. He continued as the group watched in amazement.
"These unique magical fluctuations match our theories, proving that Westbridge may have possessed a different magical energy before its fusion with the Nexus. The artifacts and the air here seem to echo remnants of that era, a time when magic was diverse and unpredictable."
All the students were amazed by the results Jones presented, and these unique magical properties further deepened the mystery of the ancient ruins.
“That’s why this city remains untouched by the outside world and has preserved its uniqueness,” Maya concluded. “It has preserved its heritage until we can unravel the connections between it.”
Upon hearing this, Jones smiled. "That's right."
Snapped!
With a clap of hands, he once again drew everyone's attention.
“Alright, I’ve explained enough. I know you all want to see the wonders of Siusx for yourselves.” He said with a kind smile. “Now, I believe it’s time for you to explore it for yourselves. Although we won’t delve into it today, simply strolling through the city is a historical experience in itself.”
He pointed to the distant cityscape, where ancient buildings and cobblestone streets whispered tales of the past.
"Feel free to explore, ask questions, and immerse yourself in the history of every corner of this place. Pay attention to the subtle differences in the architecture, which are remnants of a once-thriving society."
Maya nodded and clapped her hands. "Alright, everyone! We'll spread out, but please remember to stay in the designated area and enjoy the experience. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. We'll meet back here this evening, and I'll contact you in case of any emergency."
Following Maya's instructions, the team members dispersed and began exploring every corner of the city, immersing themselves in this extraordinary historical atmosphere.
......
After everyone left, Morse also left the research site.
'This place is very different from the game. Is it because we're too early?'
Despite the city's unique values and traditions, the scenes Morse sees in the game are quite different from the city's actual appearance.
What changed this city?
He delved into his memory, trying to find possible reasons, but ultimately found nothing.
'Let's see later.'
"Isn't it interesting?" Sylvie's voice interrupted his thoughts.
After the crowd dispersed, she naturally walked over to Morse, who didn't mind her approach. After all, even if she didn't come to him, he would observe her from a distance to ensure he was prepared for what was about to happen.
“Yes, it’s very interesting,” Morse replied, his gaze sweeping once more over the ancient buildings around him. “This place has a unique charm; it holds onto stories forgotten by time.”
They had been walking for a while and talking to the local residents. These people seemed very sincere and kind, enjoyed chatting, and most of them had smiles on their faces.
Sylvie nodded in agreement. “This place is like a living history book, with every corner whispering stories of the past. I’m curious about what the people who used to live here were like, and what their lives were like. Even the locals say they know very little about the past; they’re just trying to maintain the traditions that have been passed down to them.”
“Hmm…” Morse shook his head, recalling his time on Earth and those movies that told stories of the past. “Their lives must have been very different from ours.”
"That may be true, but nowadays, everyone is trapped in the same world. I think time will change everything."
"Does time change everything? I don't think so."
"why?"
"In the end, humanity has never really changed. Greed, arrogance... these have remained the same."
"So what has changed?"
"If time changes anything, it is the accumulation of knowledge and experience. We learn from the past and invent new things, but in the end we still make the same mistakes."
“I don’t think so,” Sylvie said, looking up at the sky. “I believe everyone has the potential to change.”
Morse pondered Sylvie's words, his gaze lingering on the ancient buildings around him. A glint of purple light flashed in his eyes as he focused his magic there. "Expecting people to change can be a painful experience. Most of the time, they don't change."
Sylvie looked at him thoughtfully. "But wouldn't it be better to give them a chance? Change is a gradual process, and sometimes all it takes is a little push. Even the worst person can become kind after changing their mindset."
Then, the two entered a narrow alley, where the surroundings became somewhat desolate. Sylvie instinctively followed Morse, talking to him as they went, not even noticing that they had come to such a quiet place.
Morse raised his head, his gaze passing over Sylvie, and sensed a faint dark magic emanating from her.
"No, that's not how it works. Actions always have consequences, and it's best to nip the snake in the bud before it grows up and bites you."
Whoosh!
Immediately afterwards, a surge of magical power converged into a single point and shot rapidly toward their backs.
Clang!
The dagger's blade struck the magical power precisely, deflecting it.