But then the content of the mural is rather lackluster.

Through bloodline memory and an auxiliary memory organ located in the back of the brain, not to mention ordinary people, at least the leaders and professionals of the past generations have been able to maintain their professional abilities and lead their clansmen to live.

The Sequoia base originally had the function of a fortress of doom, and the internal facilities were readily available, so as long as you didn't forget how to operate, there was absolutely no problem in surviving.

It was several generations of life and death, and gradually, the employees and professional abilities of different functions led by the four leaders gradually transformed into the four major tribes within the base, and the four leaders became the four elders passed down from generation to generation.

Although the social structure degenerated over time into a tribal system of elders, it was perhaps the most efficient and stable method of governance because of its numbers.

The four tribes communicate with each other and compete for power, but because the internal resources of the ruins are indeed abundant, and each side needs the technology of each party to ensure the quality of life, there is no real contradiction between them.

When I arrived, the colors of the murals suddenly became brighter, and the content was much more interesting.

Ian saw an image of a tall, resolute-looking man with gray hair and sky-blue eyes, and a confident smile in the center of the mural.

The man looks ambitious, and four keys surround him.

Obviously, this man should be the Great Elder of the mural painting period - he gathered the four keys, unified the four tribes, and gathered the power of the Sequoia leaders in one person.

The mural came to an abrupt end.

Ian closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he exhaled: "It seems that the reason why the natives left the base is related to this great elder. ”

If you want to enter and exit the gate of the Sequoia base, you must collect four keys, the Sequoia people in the past did not have this idea, nor did they have this right, and many dangerous and high-tech areas, Sequoia people could not enter at will.

There is no need for a hunch, Ian is 100% sure that all the changes are made because of this guy.

Underneath the unfinished mural is a skeleton.

The skeleton's clothes and tools in its hands were still fairly intact, and it sat peacefully dead under the frescoes it had painted.

Ian didn't bother the ancient redwoodman with plans to sleep in the first place, and there were many reasons why he didn't finish the next mural, but the cause of death was simple.

He could see through the silver chip that the other party had committed suicide by taking poison, and there were many highly toxic substances left on his bones.

However, it was precisely because Ian used the silver chip to scan that he sensed that something was wrong.

"Hey, the ...... behind this painter"

With a slight sigh, Ian's brow furrowed slightly, and he stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and leaned the bones forward slightly, revealing the wall blocked by the corpse.

There was a mess of writing on the wall, and it could be seen that when it was written, the owner of the word was very emotional, even despairing, and the trembling handwriting was so obvious.

If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely not be able to distinguish these fonts.

But Ian could tell.

With the aid of a silver chip, he read the words softly.

"Madara Qunsen, the Great Elder of the Four Keys. He went mad, opened the forbidden door and modified the blood echo of the ancestors......"

The more he looked at it, the more Ian frowned: "If the Inheritance Mastermind is replaced by him, we will all become him...... We're all going to die completely, and even our souls won't be at peace! ”

"Monsters, vicious madmen, adversaries who want eternal life! I curse you......"

The handwriting was corroded by blood, and now it was no longer legible, but it was just a curse behind it, and there was no need to care.

Ian fell silent, staring at the place and muttering to himself.

"Echo?" The young man frowned, "Eternal life? ”

"Is it a coincidence?"

The White People, to which Ian belongs, used to be the 'Chehalorvo Family', a well-known family of labyrinthine scholars in the imperial capital.

They originally prospered and enjoyed a lot of glory because of the new pioneering movement and the 'Labyrinth Development Discipline' set off by the first emperor Inaga II, but because of an extremely secret mistake, the whole clan was exiled, and the sublimated people who practiced the inheritance of the Yinfeng Envoy were abolished and even executed by one by one.

Outsiders don't know, and don't care, because during the reign of the Black Tyrant, it was not uncommon for families and organizations with similar endings...... While the Chehalorvos were indeed the larger of all the families that had been disposed of, they were at best just another footnote to the tyrant's bloody debts.

To outsiders, that's all it is.

But Ian knew that the reason why the Chehalorvo family was dealt with was a 'mystery of eternal life' related to 'echoes'.

As for the other families that Inaga II disposed of, they either played blood sacrifices, or attempted rebellion, or corruption really made a big mistake - to be honest, when he knew about these things, Ian, who had no sense of family honor, wanted to cry out for his family.

- Comparing yourself to these insects is really lowering your own style!

And right here, at the end of the world, which is somehow far away from the imperial capital, in the Nanling Ruins Group.

Ian saw the same words again.

"Echo...... and eternal life. ”

Standing in place, Ian was a little puzzled: "Is it the same thing, or is it a coincidence?" ”

"Could it be that the family found the 'echo' in a large ruin like the Sequoia base?"

There is such a possibility. As a relic, the Sequoia Base can be said to have almost everything, not to mention anything else, and at the same time gather key facilities for space engineering, alien ecology, energy core, and the Department of Biological Engineering...... Even in the pre-era civilizations, I am afraid it is difficult to find a few bases that are larger and more comprehensive than the Sequoia base.

And, as Inaga II angrily rebuked.

Also associated with the echo is the ancient Grand Elder of the Redwoods, whom his people hated and feared as 'the devil who wants eternal life'.

With this doubt in mind, Ian returned to the crowd.

He hadn't planned to tell Master Goser and Ethan about it, not because he didn't know how to talk about it—what if the two men had been mistaken for him wanting them to help restore the honor of the Ceyhallorvo family?

Restoration is definitely needed, and the exiles are not discriminated against in Nanling, just because Nanling is a big penal colony, and 80% of the inhabitants and ancestors are exiles.

However, the identity of the 'Wanderer' has many inconveniences in other places.

Not to mention anything else, there is no way to legally organize a chamber of commerce, purchase land, and purchase a monster breeding industry, which is very inconvenient.

The Eren family and the Master Gossay are absolutely capable of speaking before the Emperor and helping the Chehalorvo family to restore their reputation.

But not now.

Now, Ian must figure out the true body of the 'Echo' in order to predict the fate of the Chehalorvo family.

Otherwise, Inaga II could exile the family, and Axel the Protector could do the same—how could he predict the future if he didn't even know what the taboo was?

With this concern in mind, Ian had planned to go to Isengard and ask about the team.

But in the middle of the past, he was found by Qingchao.