The seven Renault heavy-duty trucks in front had stopped in front of the village. Xiao Yunlong also drove up and stopped.
The Queen of the Night opened the door and walked out. The soldiers under the Queen of the Night's command got out of the truck in front of her and began to carry the supplies loaded in the truck.
At this point, Xiao Yunlong also understood that the Queen of the Night was transporting these supplies to this village for the use of the villagers living here.
After all, the Gaza area has been suffering from war, and coupled with the total blockade by Israel, most of the people in the Gaza area are in a situation of starvation. And this village is so remote that it can be called
Isolated from the rest of the world, without material help, I would definitely not be able to survive.
At this time, every household in the village opened their doors, and came out one after another old people, children, women, and adult men. Most of them were middle-aged men in their forties or fifties, with some from eighteen to thirty years old.
There are also strong men, but not many.
The men, women, and children who came out all showed pious and respectful smiles after seeing the Queen of Night. Except for some innocent children, the adult villagers, no matter how old they were, all saluted the Queen of Night reverently. That kind of
The solemnity and etiquette are like paying homage to your own king!
In fact, the Queen of the Night is their king, and in a sense, they are the citizens of the Queen of the Night.
They are the Samaritans, one of the "Ten Lost Tribes" in history. They live in this village, and the Queen of the Night provides them with food, clothing, supplies, and all kinds of life.
utensils, as well as grazing cattle and sheep, etc.
The Queen of the Night also built a school in this village to provide basic education for the children in the village.
"Brusalala..."
At this time, several eight or nine-year-old children in front shouted excitedly and ran towards the Queen of the Night.
Xiao Yunlong couldn't hear the words of those children. They were speaking a language he had never heard before.
The Queen of the Night smiled, she walked over and knelt down, opened her arms, and gathered the children in front of her. Finally, she picked up one of the little girls and walked forward.
The Queen of the Night was chatting cordially with the pious-faced old men in front of her, and from her tone she was probably asking about their living conditions and other issues.
These Samaritans surrounded the Queen of the Night and looked at her with awe and piety. They all had sincere smiles on their faces and were chatting cordially with the Queen of the Night.
In Xiao Yunlong's eyes, the Queen of the Night at this time completely let go of the power and stature of the queen in the dark world. She seemed to be a member of this village, becoming kind and peaceful, and she hugged everyone affectionately.
The children who gathered around did not care about the dirty mud on their bodies and hands. They even wiped the noses of several children with handkerchiefs.
She had cordial conversations with every old man, hugged each woman and girl gently, and spoke words of encouragement to them. She also talked with some adult men in the village.
In Xiao Yunlong's eyes, the Queen of the Night has shed her noble halo at this time, and is like a queen stepping down from the throne. She takes off her crown, changes out of her royal clothes, and wears a relaxed and casual outfit.
The clothes blended into the simple villagers of this villa and became one of them.
Without seeing it with one's own eyes, no one would have imagined that the Queen of the Night would have such a side, and this side is the most emotional side, giving her a living aura and no longer being something to look up to.
The touching queen.
Xiao Yunlong finally understood why the Queen of the Night said she was short of money.
Indeed, to maintain the daily necessities of this village of nearly seven to eight hundred people, and to provide education for the children in the village, among other issues, the annual expenses would really be an astronomical figure.
And this is just a village that the Queen of the Night sponsors all year round. There are villages like this in other places and other regions. Those are the descendants of the citizens of King Solomon's period who are scattered throughout the country.
Xiao Yunlong couldn't understand the conversation between the Queen of the Night and these Samaritans at all. He simply walked over and carried the supplies in the truck with the soldiers under the Queen of the Night.
The materials on the truck are stored in a large warehouse next to the village, and will be distributed by the elders of the village in the future.
After the Queen of the Night had a conversation with these Samaritans, she turned around and saw Xiao Yunlong carrying supplies. She shouted: "Devil, come with me."
When Xiao Yunlong heard the shouting, his face was startled, he put down his work and walked over.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yunlong asked.
"My soldiers can carry those supplies. Come on, follow me to the high priest's house." The Queen of the Night said with a smile.
"High priest?" Xiao Yunlong was a little confused.
"The high priest is the old man with the highest seniority and prestige in the village. He is responsible for managing the village." The Queen of the Night said simply.
After hearing this, Xiao Yunlong understood that the high priest was equivalent to the status of a village chief, and only a respected elder could serve.
The residence of the high priest was just above this village. The Queen of the Night walked there with Xiao Yunlong, followed by six or seven old men.
After arriving at the residence of the high priest, someone had already opened the door to welcome the Queen of the Night.
The room is spacious and bright, with no furniture. Everything looks very primitive and simple. There is a straw mat spread on the clean floor. Sitting on the straw mat is a skinny old man. He is already very old, at least in his seventies.
.The thin face is covered with wrinkles and age spots.
Xiao Yunlong could tell at a glance that the old man had limited legs and feet and might not be able to walk on his own. This was why he did not come out to greet the Queen of the Night.
The Queen of the Night had great respect for the high priest and walked up to him to say hello.
The old high priest couldn't stand up, so he sat down and saluted the Queen of Night. He started talking to the Queen of Night, and the six or seven old men who came with him also sat around and chimed in with a few words from time to time.
Xiao Yunlong couldn't understand what the Queen of Night and them were saying at all, so he could only sit quietly aside.
However, just when Xiao Yunlong felt a little bored and looked around, his expression suddenly changed. He saw a piece of cloth hanging on the wall on the right side of the room, with some fonts written on it,
Xiao Yunlong had no idea what these fonts represented.
However, this was the second time he saw this font that had an extremely ancient meaning.
The first time he saw this kind of font was the font recorded on the parchment he got by chance at the Demon Temple!
Xiao Yunlong could recognize that the font shape on this piece of cloth was exactly the same as the font shape left on the parchment scroll!
"this"
Xiao Yunlong was completely stunned.
When he returned to Jianghai City after participating in the 'Core' operation, he gave Mr. Luo a piece of 'Core' blood-colored crystal for research by the relevant departments. At that time, he also copied the font recorded on the parchment.
The eight characters were also given to Mr. Luo, and he asked Mr. Luo to use his connections and connections to find experts in ancient Chinese characters to study and see if he could know the meanings of these fonts.
However, so far, there has been no news from Mr. Luo, which means that Chinese experts who study ancient characters do not know what the characters on the parchment are and what they mean.
However, here, Xiao Yunlong saw the same font as on the parchment scroll.
Doesn’t this mean that the Samaritans living here know this font? There may not be a guarantee that the younger generation of Samaritans know this font, but the high priest in front of me will definitely know it!
Xiao Yunlong's heart was filled with excitement. If he could decipher the font on the parchment, he would also have cracked the secret of the 'core'.
It can be said that this kind of temptation is really great.
Once the secrets of the armored warriors in the Demon Temple are exposed, it will be enough to cause shock in all countries. Those armored warriors are invulnerable and extremely difficult to destroy. If the secret of the armored warriors is cracked and can be developed in large quantities and put on the battlefield, how terrifying it will be.
?
Just thinking about it makes my scalp numb!
However, Xiao Yunlong was not excited by this. Not to mention that the construction of armored warriors requires a 'core' as an energy carrier. According to Xiao Yunlong's original intention, he did not want battlefield machines such as armored warriors to appear in the future. That would
Provoke endless wars.
Xiao Yunlong glanced meaningfully at the Queen of the Night. The Queen of the Night brought him to the high priest. Maybe she had another deep meaning?
Deliberately let yourself see this ancient text font to see your reaction?
The Queen of the Night talked with the High Priest for nearly an hour, and then she stood up to say goodbye.
Xiao Yunlong also stood up, bowed and saluted the high priest, and then followed the Queen of the Night out.
"Demon King, do you not understand the words of my conversation with the high priest?" The Queen of the Night glanced at Xiao Yunlong and asked.
Xiao Yunlong nodded and said, "I really don't understand."
"We are speaking ancient Aramaic, a language that has been considered extinct by today's world, but actually still exists." The Queen of the Night spoke, and continued, "This ancient language is the language of King Solomon's time.
, was passed down.”
"Old Aramaic? So the characters corresponding to this language are Ancient Aramaic?" Xiao Yunlong asked.
"Yes!" The Queen of the Night nodded.
Xiao Yunlong smiled and said: "In other words, the font on the parchment scroll that records the secret of the 'core' is the ancient Yalan font."
The Queen of the Night glanced at Xiao Yunlong, raised a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, and said: "You finally discovered it. Although I have never seen the parchment, I think it was recorded in Gu Yalan font.
Lan language is broad and profound, and I have not fully mastered it. But the high priest has basically mastered it. Therefore, the parchment you got can be deciphered by the high priest."
"Haha, is this a test for me?" Xiao Yunlong smiled and said, "To tell you the truth, I have no interest in building armored warriors. On the contrary, I hope that this kind of mechanical warrior will always be
Don’t even show up.”
The Queen of the Night's face was startled, and she asked curiously: "Devil King, are you not moved at all? Whether it is the Fury of the Earth or the King of the North Pole, they all dream of obtaining the secret of the 'core' and building endless
Armored warrior, thus conquering the entire dark world, but you are actually indifferent?"
"I have had impulses, but I have suppressed them." Xiao Yunlong said frankly.
The Queen of the Night looked deeply at Xiao Yunlong and smiled. She smiled and said in a soft tone: "Devil King, you are indeed different. I did not misjudge you."