The days still go by day by day.

Because the Prince of Tudor is visiting Celtic Castle next week, most of the Robertson family is busy with it.

The main members of the family were restricted from going out and concentrating on learning etiquette, so the workload of the Knights was much less for a while.

Of course, Dai Lan is happy to be idle. I reported to James on time every morning, and spent most of my time learning Geerke.

With the help of the old butler Murray, his language learning has improved a lot. In the second week, I found two free time and asked Rachel to teach two more classes. Now Dai Lan has entered the door of the Gailk language. Even large passages of text can be translated in a good way.

That night, Dai Lan had dinner, plugged in the doors and windows, and carefully examined his surroundings to make sure that no one was watching him.

lit the oil lamp on the table, placed it far away, and carefully took out the gift of the Golden Alliance Lord, "Selected Tang Poems", from behind him.

Murray's eyes were also bright, and he was also desperately learning Gerk during this time, just to see what was written in the book.

When I opened the yellowed cover, I was greeted by a smell of dust and unknown herbs.

The first page is the masterpiece of the poet immortal Li Bai.

"Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is difficult to find a letter in the smoke waves.

The more people talk about the sky, the clouds and clouds may be visible.

Tianmu even the sky to the sky, the potential to pull out the five mountains to cover the red city......"

In the middle of the page, a few lines of Gelk were written in ink, which he tried to translate.

"For God's sake! Things are getting a little bit worse. The Mage Alliance is growing in power and has taken control of most of the country's land. I found that more and more people are involved in the cultivation of magic. ”

Dai Lan frowned, not quite understanding the meaning of these words. He looked at the book again, there was no pricing, no author, no publisher, it was simply a three-no product!

Although the paper is very thin, it is very tough, and it has lost the aroma of ink because it is so old.

Driven by curiosity, Dai Lan continued to search. After turning the pages a few times, I found the same handwriting again.

"God! The Mage Alliance has taken complete control of the entire country. Everyone saw the magic of magic. I have a vague bad feeling......"

"God! The entire European continent has been taken over by the Magical Alliance. Everyone around me is learning magic. However, in my experience, only 1 in 1,000 people have the potential to become a beginner mage, and 1 in 10,000 have the potential to become a high-level mage. ”

"God! Things are really bad already. Europe plunged into the Dark Ages. Everyone is obsessed with magic, and the progress of human society has stopped. All the science stopped. I don't know what to do to save this era. God, I'm going to see you, your faithful follower, Euclid. ”

"What! Euclid? It's the same Euclid who wrote "Geometric Primitives"!? Dai Lan was a little surprised, how could a Greek write Gerk on an anthology of Tang poetry, it was incredible.

It took a dozen pages before the text reappeared.

"The coalition advocated by Mr. Euclid worked! Thanks to the efforts of Copernicus and myself, the Science-Alliance was finally established. We will sacrifice our lives to advance science! However, we seem to be being targeted by the Mage Alliance. ”

"It's getting harder. The sad news finally came, and they were finally going to deal with me. I'm going to die, and I'm going to see Mr. Euclid, and that makes me happy. First Acting Agent of the Union of Sain, Bruno. ”

"Bruno! It seems that Bruno in this version was indeed burned to death. Dai Lan's heart tightened, and the story became more and more interesting. At the same time, I also feel that I have traveled back from the 21st century this time, and the results may not be optimistic.

He eagerly read back, only to find that the text behind it was almost entirely Italian and French. The handwriting is mostly sloppy and should have been written by many people. I can't understand anything other than a name.

And that name, is: Leonardo. Reach. Finch!

It seems that St. Leonardo da Vinci actually joined this mysterious organization, if this is not a made-up story.

It's starting to rain outside. The light rain gradually turned into heavy rain, with a few thunderclaps from time to time. Dai Lan was completely attracted by the words in the book, and did not notice that the whole sky turned into a strange lilac color, and the lightning became more and more dense.

The whole book is almost half over, and when it comes to Du Fu's "Gong covers three parts of the country, and the name becomes the Eight Arrays", Gelkvin continues to appear.

"To live or to perish! Dark! Endless darkness! Even in my comedy I don't see the slightest joy. I really worry about the fate of the ignorant. Perhaps, the Union of Sain is coming to an end. The Magical League is going to endure. ”

"Wait! Oh God! My predecessor didn't notice that this collection of poems from the East was so wonderful! Hidden behind beautiful words, it is enough to resist the power of magic! ”

"This kind of thing called 'Tang Poetry' actually has so much energy! I gave it a simple try, and the energy they emitted was even more powerful than the magic of a high-level magician! But, I am too old, Monsieur Euclid, forgive me, I will go after you. Loyal servant of the Sain League, the fourth generation leader of the Sain League, William. Shakespeare. ”

"I. Depend on! Shakespeare! He's actually a member of the Sain League! Reading this, Dai Lan's heart boiled with blood, and he gently stroked the ink on the book with his hand, as if he could touch the soul of a great playwright.

At the back of this page, it is evident the handwriting of another person.

"Thankfully, there have been new discoveries in the past few days of research. There is a strange cell in the human brain that dominates human evolution. This is clearly different from the evolution of other species, which is so strange! I definitely can't publish this theory, at least not yet. ”

"I'm getting more and more aware that my seniors' worries are justified! The inspiration cells in the human brain that dominate evolution have been drained by cultivation magic, and from then on, the era of human degradation has arrived. According to my projections, 140 years from now, in 2016, humanity will pay the price for the loss of inspiration cells. Mr. Shakespeare, what should I do, what should I do? Your faithful student, the 20th generation leader of the Sain League, Charles. Darwin. ”

Darwin! It's Darwin!

Dai Lan's hands trembled a little, could it be that human beings had already entered a degenerative period 200 years ago? It can't be, it can't be! 100 years ago, Tesla brought mankind into the electromagnetic age, and no other era can catch up with modern times, and the IQ of modern people is definitely the strongest!

With Dai Lan's translation, the ins and outs of the whole thing gradually became clear. Famous sages in history have written about the overexploitation of magical cells in their fears.

Dai Lan wanted to throw away the hateful book in his hand, but he was fascinated by the story and wanted to know what happened next.

"It's a joy today. The Sain Union absorbed two bright young men. According to their theory of relativity, it only takes 1 million joules of energy to gather in 10 nanoseconds to send a person back in time. Their theory of parallel space-time in quantum mechanics points out that the trajectory of history can be changed in this way. It's so exciting! ”

"It's July 13th, 1900, it's raining outside, and it's damn weather in London. Mr. Euclid! Mr. Darwin! What should I do? I've tried everything I can to use the most advanced linear particle accelerator in modern times, and I still can't reach 1 million joules, what should I do? Is humanity going to perish in 100 years? ”

Dai Lan frowned, reading the confessional text intently.

"Thank goodness! It must have been my sincerity that moved God and Monsieur Euclid! Unexpectedly, at the end of my life, I met Mr. Stephen! ”

"On the day he was born, I happened to observe the entire data on the movement of the solar system. According to calculations, on July 30, 2015, the nine planets will coincide, and the nine stars will be aligned, bringing great energy at that time! Just turn on my electromagnetic sensor and I'll be able to teleport a person back! ”

"A man who went back to the Dark Ages and changed history. Just thinking about it makes me excited! But I couldn't see it. Faithful servant of the League of Sain, Nikolai. Tesla! ”

Dai Lan shook his head, thinking to himself, Tesla, it's really Tesla.

And that nine-star alignment should be the celestial phenomenon of the day in the British Museum in the 21st century.

Dai Lan didn't believe in the story in the book, but with all kinds of different handwriting, corresponding to each other, and connecting content, this is simply the most perfect script!

Then there is a series of blanks, and on each page of the book, there are poems by Wang Changling and Meng Haoran. Until halfway through, a paragraph was written in a printed font.

"I think I'm probably the last leader of the Thane Alliance. I spent my whole life trying to find someone who still had 10 Moore-inspired cells alive. You know, clever Marx. Mr. Bonn has only 8 moles of inspiration cells! Sending him back in time is the most appropriate option. ”

"Although his magic cells are pitiful compared to the ancients, and may only make him a junior magician, but the modern scientific knowledge he has may be able to save mankind......"

The lightning and thunder outside the window became more violent.

Suddenly, Dai Lan exclaimed, "Isn't this Stephen. The confession of the Golden Alliance? And that 10 mole inspiration cell is me! ”