The patterns on the two blank sheets of paper were the lines hidden behind the temple mechanism, and Magellan stacked the two sheets of paper on top of each other, forming another pattern that looked like two irregular rings set together.

"If this is a map, what kind of map would it be?"

"You mean to say," nodded the countess, "indeed, it looks like a place with a dense river, as you just guessed. ”

"But it leads to a not-so-good conclusion......"

"Yes, as you have said," the countess shook her head, "it is not a good map, and in a place where the rivers are dense and networked, such a map cannot point to a definite place. So, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"The pattern contains information, but it's not necessarily a map, or even a point. ”

"Wonderful reasoning, alas...... Not that useful. ”

Magellan smiled helplessly: "Sorry, but then again, have we found the text so far?"

"Not ...... yet"

The countess was thoughtful.

It's hard to say whether this civilization, which founded cities and worshiped gods in distant times, developed its own written language, and if so, finding it would mean opening the door to a treasure trove.

The essence of archaeology is to find information, and words are always the most effective carrier of information.

"The other question is......" Magellan thought for a moment, and finally decided to say it, "what the hell are we looking for? If it's Isital...... We've been to two temples, do you think she's still there?"

"No, this is an archaeological excavation, and I am entrusting you with a mission in my capacity as a historian of the Royal Society, Mr. Magellan the Explorer, and as for what I am looking for, I can tell you bluntly, everything of historical value. ”

......

"What an amazing place. Dantès excitedly told Magellan about her gains, "You see, the essence of Darwin's theory has always been very rudimentary, and I think it would be a powerful weapon." ”

"It's really rare. ”

Based on Magellan's naturalist knowledge, the aquatic plants found by Dontès and Chef Pi in the Oasis Lake are extremely rare and valuable.

It was an organism that did not look like a plant at all, living underwater, with completely transparent leaves that were extremely hard, looking like crystal flakes, connected to a yellowish trunk by thin petioles, and the leaves were arranged parallel to each other, like shutters.

It's a monstrous species that defies biological common sense, living in a well-lit place, with completely transparent leaves, and a very strong root system, but it only takes root on rocks that can't absorb nutrients at all.

"This is a creature that has been speculated to exist but has never been discovered, a plant that survives by absorbing essence, and its leaves can absorb the essence of water. ”

Dantès was now like a girl who saw a diamond, the plants in her hands swaying with the waves, the crystalline leaves reflecting the light, and it looked like they were indeed carved from gemstones.

"It's incredible......"

Magellan felt that Dantès needed to be alone, so he quietly left, following Chef Pico, who was about to start cooking.

"The spoon, take it out and look at this. ”

Chef Pico's eyes lit up as if he had seen a perfect piece of beef, and he grabbed Magellan. When the latter pulled the spoon of the tongue from his bosom, he saw a bush of mushrooms in the chef's hand.

Thin handle, round canopy, white, with an impressively clear aroma.

Magellan sighed helplessly.

"Today is harvest week?"

......

Because they never deviated from the business path, they had a very easy time along the way, and Chef Pi also brought a surprise.

But Magellan never found the way to go, and his curiosity about ancient civilizations tormented him.

But it all came to an end eventually, and they arrived at the place where the next ruin was.

"Baghdad...... The place where countless legends began, the city of merchants, the land of wealth ......"

"The most important thing," said the countess laughing, as she got off the camel's back, "the most frequent place name in the Thousand and One Nights. ”

Magellan smiled and stood beside the crowd, looking at the magnificent walls and ornate gates.

"Let's hope there won't be any artifacts here that will trouble us. ”

"Although I think the same as you," said the Countess as she removed her veil, her beauty drawing countless glances, "but it is clear that this is far more suitable for human life than that oasis. ”

"But it's not necessarily suitable for stubborn beliefs to survive. ”

Magellan looked around, full of camels and merchants, who came from all directions, eaglemen and lionmen walking together, magicians walking alone, and demons following a large number of slaves.

This is the center of the world, the heart of a foreign land.

"Let's go, if someone is making trouble with us, you can easily find allies here. ”

......

In the city, the crowd is even denser.

There were quite a few people who approached the countess, intentionally or unintentionally, but were blocked by Magellan's strength and the fangs of the chefs, at least no one really had a chance to show "carelessness".

They did not go far and stayed at an inn not far from the city gates.

It's a lively place, with mostly merchants, so there is a place for camels to rest, and everyone can choose a room upstairs with a thick carpet and the smell of spices permeating the air.

Magellan, who spoke to the waiters in his newfound local dialect and lamely insisted that the countess must have a separate room and that Chef Pico should use the kitchen, seemed to embarrass the young man opposite, and then a tall bull man came up behind Magellan.

"There aren't enough rooms here," said the behemoth of two grown men on top of his feet, in a surprisingly soft voice, "get out of here with me, and soon those who don't want to see Magellan will come." ”

Magellan turned to look at him, then waved at the countess.

The group left the inn, and it seemed to be a coincidence that a large group of bull men happened to come in the street, and they walked quietly for some distance before parting at the junction.

Magellan almost lost the guide he had just met, after all, to the average person who didn't know the bull people, these giants were really difficult to distinguish.

They followed this enthusiastic well-wisher into the home of an ordinary resident, a courtyard that looked very small from the outside, with a spacious backyard and a beautiful house.

"Now, can you tell us who you are?"

"You can call me Bloodhoof, Professor Magellan. ”