When a woman with impeccable figure and appearance swoops on him with an ambiguous scent. Even if most men can refuse the temptation, they will inevitably hesitate at the first moment. This is a very normal physiological reaction.

——This is how male humans are.

However, this normal reaction did not apply to Yang Siming at this time.

Everything.

It all happened so fast!

Before hormones or dopamine take effect in the body, incredible changes begin to appear.

A moment ago, the whispers had not faded away.

The gentle body of the 'girl' lost its original shape in this moment.

Colorless like air but extremely bright, soft like colloid but indestructible, cold like ice but hot like fire.

All kinds of contradictory factors were perfectly and neatly blended together, and an 'existence' that was difficult to describe in words appeared in front of him instead of the previous Veranika.

This thing...

It simply meets Party A’s weird design requirements of ‘colorful black’!

"this......"

"Is this my golden finger coming?"

During the period after he confirmed that he had traveled through time, he had already made a lot of psychological plans for himself. However, such a strange scene stuck directly on his face still prevented him from making a decisive judgment immediately.

Veranica's change is because she has completed some kind of test?

So now is the time to claim your prize?

Or are things going to enter a new stage next?

One thing to note -

This time, there was no thunder!

At the same time, no matter how calmly Yang Siming thought, encounters that completely exceeded common sense continued.

"Accept this gift."

"Um?"

Buzz buzz!

The maid's last murmur rang directly in his mind, and Yang Siming instantly lost sight.

No, it's more than that!

Including vision, body touch, smell of smell, hearing of sound...

All feedback from the senses is stripped away from consciousness.

Only the brain's thinking is still going on normally.

This feeling is like being beaten by a Virgo Saint.

in mind--

It's a buzzing sound that wanders back and forth, as if there's an electric motor installed in the skull, pushing thoughts to speed up.

Immediately afterwards, some kind of 'indescribable information' began to break into the brain.

This special feeling is like soft silk being inserted into the brain from the right ear and then taken away from the left ear. Under its influence, the consciousness begins to gradually evolve.

Finally, a string of lead-gray characters full of ancient atmosphere emerged in my mind.

Yang Siming can guarantee that he has never learned such characters.

But the meaning was understood inexplicably.

【29086,37】

This was all he could analyze and understand from this piece of information.

Time passes little by little——

I don’t know how long it took, but wonderful changes that cannot be described in words were entangled in my mind, and the mysterious but weird knowledge completed the transformation of the breadth of my thinking.

Yang Siming sat on the chair.

The things in my mind gradually submerged, and my perception of the world began to recover.

Something rough and cold, like a lump of clay, appeared in his hand.

"...."

"It seems that my feelings have always been quite accurate."

"Is this my 'clearance reward'?"

Looking down, it was just like he felt.

A piece of earth-brown slate, about the size of a 4A paper and as thick as a chewing gum box, lies between the palm of your hand and your arms. The pattern that combines straight lines and arcs almost fills the entire space of the slate.

"It is indeed cuneiform."

This time, Yang Siming was more certain of his previous inference.

The writing on the stone tablets is an extremely early form of graphic writing.

In order to work, he happened to do some basic homework on it.

In Sumerian culture, it would take about 400 years for this kind of graphic writing to simplify the strokes and become the cuneiform writing in the Code of Hammurabi that people know.

In terms of time, the stone slab corresponds to the period of Iskul belief.

Even such details are perfectly matched, so what is there to doubt?

Subconsciously, just like reading other texts, Yang Siming put his fingers on this stone slab that might be called a 'cultural relic'.

"uh-huh?"

Upon closer inspection, Yang Siming's eyebrows raised again.

He could once again guarantee that he had not studied cuneiform in depth in the past. At best, he had only done research within the scope of his work. Being able to tell the period in which this type of writing appeared was already the limit of his ability.

But the problem is that he can actually understand the writing on the stone tablet!

Are you kidding me?

Not to mention this kind of early graphic writing, even in the later mature cuneiform writing, I can only recognize "star" and "god" like ordinary people.

What does it mean to understand directly?

Could it be that he is the reincarnation of King Uma of Uruk?

The turmoil in his heart did not affect Yang Siming's reading. While silent, the content on the slate was also understood by him.

————

"The Divine Hammer of Rain and Mist"

The sky clears in the daytime,

The earth is separated from its edges,

The name of the Son of Man has not yet been established;

Anu is the sky,

Kai is the earth,

Ereshkigal fell to Kur;

Before He sets sail,

Before God the Father sets sail,

After He sets sail,

After the Mother Goddess sets sail;

The King of Clouds, the Strongest God!

The light that shakes the earth is thrown towards the world,

The wind is blowing fiercely, the mountains and fields are shaking, the earth is burning,

The god of death screams in the desert, and the keel of the boat rolls away;

Crazy light! Divine light!

Swift light! Light of destruction!

The thunder of daylight!

Overlord of the dry sky!

That stalwart is standing against the atmosphere in a heroic posture,

Like a lion tearing apart his enemies,
To be continued...