"He's always been like this?" asked Aragorn, pointing at Zhao Mai. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Xiaohua nodded and said, "Most of the time." But if you ask him something, he'll stop and talk to you. However, when he used to concentrate on thinking about problems, he was motionless and didn't care about the outside world at all. ”

"Well, I've heard this happen to the Treants. Groffindelle nodded, "After releasing Saruman, Myron sat on the steps of the Ozokta and read Saruman's research notes continuously. How many days do you have to have...... At least two weeks, until we're over from the Battle of Rohan Pass. ”

"What an amazing person. "He seems to be in trouble with the wise," said Heyorton, "and I, an unqualified warrior, are of little help in this regard." But, sweet little girl, you can turn to anything else you need, my knight is nearby, and Rohan is nearby. ”

"Thank you. Xiaohua nodded politely. "Let me arrange a place for you to live, the castle is partially finished, and the environment there is much better than here, and it must be better than the Evil Black Tower. ”

"Wait, don't go. Zhao Mai said suddenly. He walked briskly, and then said to Heyodon, "King Heyodon, you are the youngest among us, so I ask you for one thing: Can you tell me what you know?"

"History, what's it about?"

"All. ”

Zhao Mai felt that something was wrong with the things around him, but he didn't have enough intelligence to find out the crux of the problem directly, so he had to use the stupidest method. Just as Duo Ji'an collects various historical and journalistic materials and compares them with records from neural assistance networks, Zhao Mai also does this work. Alda's history, he is a spectator and an eyewitness. Unless there is another person who returns here from the future, there is no one who knows Tolkien's writings better than he does.

The history of the origin world and the reality of the parallel world are mixed in everything, and this is currently the biggest doubt that Zhao Mai knows. There is always a cause before there is an effect, and the sequence of cause and effect exists in a fixed order, and there should not be two pasts that exist at the same time. Different causes should have different effects, but now there is only one, so where are the other effects?

There is another thing that is different from Zhao Mai's memory. When the One Ring was destroyed by Mount Doom, the entire volcano was blown up! Now, the volcano is still erupting in order, but there was a surge and it didn't explode. Volcano Doom is famous for forging the One Ring, and it also has an important position because it can destroy the One Ring. Is this volcano still alive because it has an unfinished mission?

If on the earth, if a mountain has any mission, Zhao Mai will not believe it, and will say that this person is stupid. However, in Alda, the will of the world is real and powerful, and Zhao Mai has to believe it. He grabbed Hiudon and inquired for three days, from morning till night, before letting him go. Seeing this scene, Groffindale couldn't help but smile wryly and shook his head. Although Gandalf lived much longer than him, Gandalf no longer remembered Valinor's events, leaving a long history behind. It took three days to tell the history of about 70 years, and he has a lifespan of more than 6,000 years, which is not a small amount of work.

Despite the trouble, none of my friends said they wouldn't help. Even though Aragon still had many kingdom affairs to deal with, he recounted the 87 years of his life. Zhao Mai listened carefully, memorized carefully, and often fell into deep thought. While he was thinking, Theudon asked Rohan's cavalry to make an extra trip and bring all of Ozak's books on history. If Saruman found something in it, then Zhao Mai might be able to find some clues in it.

Zhao Mai didn't let anyone go, especially the star elf Thrandis. Her unique memories may be the key to solving all these mysteries. Especially since she is always followed by Zeratu, who has always been on guard against Zhao Mai for "what to do" his sister, and at the same time constantly complaining about his sister's historical knowledge, so Zhao Mai can find suspicious points without much effort. At first, he thought that this Zeratul was a bit of an eyesore, but later he felt that he was important.

Only close people can detect small differences, and the two of them have lived together for a long time, and the experience should be the same, but they have different memories. Through them, Zhao Mai gradually found some veins and began to continue digging along them.

Saruman's books were piled up in the castle under the volcano when they arrived. There is constant temperature and humidity, and the air composition is extremely stable. Not to mention rats and moths, even mold can be protected by the soil and the powerful filtration power of the refining room, which turns out to be the best place to keep books. Xiaohua classified and numbered these classics, and the workers carried books for Zhao Mai every day for him to read.

Zhao Mai imprisoned himself in the Doomsday Volcano, reading a book while roasting the fire. He would play with Xiaohua and the reserve food every day, and he didn't care about anything else. The halflings returned to their hometowns, the elves began to cross westward, and the dwarves recaptured the Moriath Mine, all of which were less important to Zhao Mai than history.

Everyone has something to focus on, but there is only one person. After sending Frodo and the others back to the Shire border, Gandalf turned around and returned to Mount Doom and became Zhao Mai's neighbor. He also liked to read, so the two of them often read in the red glow of lava on the platform suspended from the crater, lighting pipes, and having cold gall ale in hand. The two rarely talk, but as soon as they start talking, they must be full of wisdom and complaining about history.

"As a white-robed wizard, your mission is to stop Sauron and prevent evil from taking over Middle-earth, right?"

"Well, I remember that very well. All five of us wizards are here for this, and no matter what color the robes are or what their specialties are, the purpose is the same. ”

"Do you think there's something left undone, and it's right here at Mount Doom?"

At first, Gandalf just smiled and shook his head, saying that he was only here to escape. Gradually, however, he became serious and could no longer answer the question lightly. He came and went, and came and went, and returned another wizard, the brown-robed Redagaste.

"Your creatures here are interesting, interesting!" said Rydagast, sniffing with his fingers, in heartfelt admiration.

"Then put down the larvae hidden in your sleeve, and don't say it's the worm crawling into the folds of your clothes. Zhao Mai shook his head. Through the Worm Heart Ring, he could hear the cries for help from the larvae.

"Can't take it with you!" said Redagast, visibly disappointed. "Gandalf, what are you calling me for. ”

"Give him a history lesson. The white-robed wizard lit his pipe.

"Well, I can let you take a gardener dragon with you when you go. ”

Gandalf explained, "It's the creature out there that looks like a little girl, with blue eyes, horns on its head, and a tail behind it. ”

"That's great!" Ridagast said with a smile. "I think they take care of the garden very well!"