Last Totem Novel - Chapter 98

Chapter 98 Fire Seed
Thirsty with water to drink, trapped someone to send pillows. This was originally a good thing, but the feeling of being peeped at was very uncomfortable.

Seeing Tie Zha’s doubts, the old man continued, “Origin Energy refers to the ability to sense the origin of the world. It can also be said to be the ability to sense the laws of everything.”

Tie Zha shook his head, indicating that he did not understand. The old man picked up the carton and said, “Can you tell where it landed?”

“How would I know that you haven’t thrown it away yet?” Iron slag said.

“What about now?” As he spoke, the old man tossed the paper tube high up. Tie Zha dodged and accurately caught the carton at the landing point.

The old man paused for a moment and asked, “The reason you were able to see where it landed was because you saw it and judged it according to the usual rules. However, when you can’t see it, you can’t judge it, right?”

Tie Zha nodded. The old man continued, “Origin Energy is like an invisible pair of eyes. It can’see ‘the movement of everything. In short, it can sense what is about to happen.”

“Is it the ability to predict the future?” Tie Zha remembered the story he had heard in Tie Shan Town’s bar when he was a child.

“Not exactly.” The old man shook his head and said, “Origin Energy will guide us, but it will not tell us the result.”

The iron slag shook its head, indicating that it did not understand.

The old man said, for example, that when he woke up this morning, he suddenly remembered that the old cup was a little broken and that it was time to change it to a new one. So he went to the warehouse and took out a new cup. However, when he reached this point, he discovered that the old cup was still useful, so he put the new cup aside. In the afternoon, he suddenly felt thirsty and went to fetch a whole pot of boiling water. But when he came back from fetching the water, he wasn’t as thirsty as he had expected. So the water didn’t run out. In the evening, he suddenly felt that he should take a look at the fire seed, so he met Tie Zha.

He did not know the result or the future of doing so. He only relied on his senses to do what he should do.

Under normal circumstances, Origin Energy Perceivers looked no different from ordinary humans. However, if one were to fly a mecha, ordinary people would be easily hit, while Origin Energy Perceptors would be able to easily avoid some fatal dangers.

“Can I sense the existence of Origin Energy?” Tie Zha asked. It sounds useful. Like all young people, he wants what others have.

‘”Everyone can sense the existence of Origin Energy, but the intensity is different. Some are slower, some are more sensitive, some can only sense the danger in front of them, and some can sense the changes in the world. For example, our glorious Great Prophet.”

Tie Zha scratched his hair and asked, “Since the Great Prophet can sense the changes in the world, why didn’t he avoid the temple …” He thought for a while before coming up with the appropriate wording, “A catastrophe.”

“Our glorious Great Prophet possesses boundless wisdom. He can sense the distant future. There are things that must be done, and there are things that can only be done. This is his wisdom, and we may not be able to understand the meaning behind it. Just as there is an ancient saying in the East-‘A blessing in disguise is not a blessing in disguise.'”

Tie Zha shook his head and said, “Why do you sacrifice countless companions even though you clearly know the result of your defeat? I … don’t agree.” In You Ge’s story, anyone with good eyesight can see the difference in strength between the temple and the temple at that time. There were many dioceses in the temple, and the psionic powers had also risen. There were fewer dioceses in the temple, and the power of the insects was gradually decreasing. In the end, the temple’s interior split apart. However, at this point in time, the Glorious Bloodline was still determined to fight the war that had no chance of victory. In the end, it sank into the river of history.

“Friend, please don’t rush to a conclusion about things that you don’t fully understand. There are always many sides to things in the world. Perhaps when you learn more, you will have a different view.” The old man raised the candle and continued, “Now, let’s look at the genealogy number 1950.”

After saying that, the old man went to the other side of the table, put down the candle, and opened a thick file.

[Northess Clan, genetic characteristics, black hair, black pupils, 81% of offspring have ring fingers that are similar in length to the middle finger, 93% of offspring have the ability to insecticide the carapace, 91% of offspring are traditional and insecticide complex evolvers …]

Tie Zha involuntarily raised his hand to take a look and discovered that his ring finger was indeed slightly longer than an ordinary person’s.

“Come, look here.”

Tie Zha followed the old man’s finger and looked at an old yellowed photo in the file. With the faint candlelight, one could see that the person in the photograph had many similarities with him, and his eyebrows were exactly the same.

“Look at this place again” The old man waited for the iron slag to see clearly before continuing to turn the page. He looked at about twenty photographs. Although the people on the photos were different, their expressions were different, but all of them were similar in appearance, more or less similar to the iron slag.

An indescribable sense of familiarity arose spontaneously …

“I think I should call you Tie Zha Northess.” The old man smiled gently.

“No, my name is Tie Zha. Perhaps they have some connection with me, but to me, they are just strangers.”

“Lena Euclid’s letter explains your situation. I know you will complain that your parents abandoned you, but I think they must have had to.” The old man turned to one of the pages and said, “Come, look here.”

Tie Zha looked over and saw that it was written on the paper.

Northess, Dr3531, Final Battle, Dead

Stringer Northess, Dr3531, Final Battle, Dead

Tianyu Northess, Dr3531, Final Battle, Dead

Blood Lin Northess, Dr3531, Final Battle, Dead

Falcon Northess, Dr3531, Final Battle, Dead

Roger Northess, Dr3531, Final Battle, Deceased

…

Looking at the long list of deaths, Iron Slag couldn’t help but take a deep breath, feeling extremely heavy on his chest. Perhaps this was the resonance from the same bloodline.

“These are all your ancestors. Do you believe that such a person, such a clan, will abandon their descendants?”

“My ancestor definitely didn’t die in that battle. Perhaps he was a deserter”

“Look at this” The old man flipped open another page and wrote at the bottom of the list,

One-eyed Northess, Dr3512–? , Fire Seed

“These are the flames chosen by each clan before the war began. They are hiding in a corner of the world, waiting for the brilliant Sacred Flame to ignite again.” The old man looked at Tie Zha and said deeply, “Child, becoming a fire seed is the most painful choice and the most courageous path.”

Tie Zha was silent for a long time and asked, “Why did you continue fighting despite knowing the result? Why didn’t you compromise like the Ancient Temple?”

“In this world, there are some things that can be compromised, but there are some things that cannot …” The old man raised his head and looked at the flickering candle and slowly said,

“To this day, I still clearly remember what the Great Prophet Glorious said …”

‘”Darkness has descended, and we are powerless to stop it. The era of the Glorious War Song is coming to an end. But if we compromise now, all the insecticides and all the people on the ground will think that we abandoned them, that the Temple of Glory abandoned them! They will despair and lose their way in the darkness …”

“Today’s battle is not for victory, but to prove that the Temple of Glory will always stand on their side until death do us part!”

“Our flesh will die, but the glorious sacred flame will burn forever!”

“The Great Prophet’s choice is to leave behind the last flame seed in the hearts of the people. As long as that flame seed remains unextinguished, its glory will last forever!”

The old man’s voice was far-reaching and long, as if it came from the depths of his soul. It spanned all those years, causing the blood on the youth’s body to involuntarily boil.

So, we are not wrong, dirty, evil existences, we are humans, I am not rats. In this world, we still have people who agree with us, as well as glorious beliefs!

After a long silence, Tie Zha spoke again and asked in a hoarse voice, “Then why did my parents …”

“Child, you must believe that they have some unavoidable difficulties.” The old man gently patted Tie Zha’s shoulder and said, “Alright, let’s go eat something first. Perhaps you will be interested in the ice crystal fruit wine I brewed.”

“Ice Crystal Berry Wine!” Tie Zha said with his eyes wide open. After eating once that snowy night in the icy plains, he never found the delicious berries again.

The old man looked at Tie Zha’s expression and hurriedly added, “But you can’t drink too much. You can only drink a small cup at a time.”

The iron slag picked up the kettle on the table and said, “Alright, just a small cup.”

“This” The old man looked at the large kettle and his voice couldn’t help but tremble. “Ten years of harvesting can only brew half a barrel. Good things need to be tasted slowly …”

“I know.” Tie Zha grinned, indicating that he understood. However, only he knew how much sincerity he had.

Not long after, the old man took Tie Zha out of the reference room and turned into a tunnel at the side. After walking for a short while, he pushed open a wooden door and walked in.

The old man explained that this was the entrance to the Temple of Glory’s Heroic Spirit Hall, where the guardians had lived for generations. Currently, only he and the “messenger” lived here, and the messenger rarely came back all year round, basically living alone. There were hundreds of rooms, big and small, and he let Tie Zha finish his meal and choose one to stay in.

After entering, this was a kitchen, about ten square meters in size. In the middle was a thick log table with short stools of varying lengths placed on both sides. The side of the long table was a stove, and there was wood burning inside. Tie Zha couldn’t help but wonder where the wood came from. In his impression, there were no plants nearby, only endless glaciers. On the other side of the long table was a wall, covered with old yellow photographs. Inside the short side of the long table was a stove, on which was a large pot, steaming with steam.

The kitchen felt especially warm. Tie Zha immediately rushed in and picked up the fruit from the basket on the table. He could not understand what it was, so he picked it up and ate it. The fruit was sweet and fragrant, making him feel very comfortable.

As he ate, he sat down on the table and crossed his legs on the short stool, looking very relaxed.

“Sitting at the table and eating is not a proper etiquette for a Norse.” The old man said gently.

“What?” The iron slag had a confused expression, as if it didn’t understand.

“I mean, Tie Zha Northess.” The old man repeated.

“My name is Iron Slag, not Northess.” Tie Zha emphasized as he ate the fruit.

“Good good good” The old man said helplessly, “Sitting on the table and eating is not a proper etiquette for a young man.”

“Hurry up and get the deer legs. We’ll talk after we’re done.”

Seeing this, the old man shook his head helplessly. He went to the stove and tied his apron. Then, he took off an air-dried deer leg from a high place and began to deal with it …