Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Mystical Ritual of the Crypto Tribe
"So, that's the way it is."
Acute Angle reported to Azqi the final outcome of the incident.
He was very excited and walked over and shook Andy's hand.
"Thank you Andy, you have helped us so much since you came to the Crypto Tribe, although most of the people in my village are still on their way back, but I can now announce one thing in my capacity as Azqi, and that is that you are qualified to be one of us, I hope you can accept it, and it will be a thank you for it."
Andy thought to himself that his tribal identity was going to be added again.....
"Yes, of course, but is there anything special besides this honorary title?"
He thought to himself, the honorary villager title of Blackfoot Village gave a huge trade discount, and even the chiefs of the people followed him all the way, and the Dogdog Village gave him a dog and taught some of the tribe's skills, so what would the Crypto Village be?
Azqi let go of his hand to reveal his tattoo.
"Every crypto tribe should have this, which is a proof and a guide of great significance."
Andy looked at Azqi's tattoo and touched his chin, and directly said that this tattoo is quite good-looking, but no matter how beautiful it is, it's just a number, what does it mean?
"Actually, I've wanted to ask you for a long time, why do you tattoo a number on yourself?"
Azqi greeted a villager and muttered for a moment, then began to answer Andy's questions.
"This number is the number of our crypto people, and each person has only one fixed one in their lifetime, and it is determined when we become adults, and then it is tattooed on our bodies. The number has a profound meaning for us, and the precepts left by our ancestors tell us that this number is directly connected to the root of each of us, and is a metaphysical manifestation. Once we know our own number, we will make decisions based on that number in any choice or judgment. ”
Andy's head suddenly flashed and something came to mind...
"Any choice and judgment .... Could it be that the villagers' weddings and funerals and other things should also be based on this? ”
Azqi nodded.
"Of course, the most important thing is the guiding function of this number to ourselves, maybe you outsiders will be very confused about us using a number to limit yourself, but that's because you haven't found your own number to think so, believe me, if you find it, you will feel the same way as us."
The villager with whom Azki had confessed his previous affairs returned, and Andy saw Nemonek reappear.
Azki looked at Nimonek, his face still a little displeased, but he still spoke his mind.
"Nemonek, I want you to hold a counting ceremony for Andy."
The white-bearded old man didn't have a good face, which Azqi also saw, so he immediately added a sentence.
"The precepts of our ancestors also said that we should sincerely repay those who have been of great help to us, but do you refuse to do your duty for this friend of ours?"
Nimonek snorted twice and beckoned to Andy.
"Come with me."
Andy glanced at Azqi, who made a gesture to follow.
He began to follow Nimonec until he reached Nemonec's cliff house.
The white-bearded old man turned to Kuruisu and said, "He can go in alone, and it won't take much time for others to wait outside." ”
Andy and Kurisu nodded and followed Nimonek into his room.
As soon as he entered, Andy was a little shocked by the scene.....
The room was filled with unintelligible numbers and things like scientific formulas, a lot of workbenches that didn't function and strange things that seemed to be being made.
But Nimonek didn't stop here, he led Andy into a small separate room inside, which was painted black all around and looked a little weird.
After lighting a candle, Nimonek motioned for Andy to sit in one of the only chairs in the room, with a small table in front of it with a charcoal on it.
After Andy sat down, Nimonek walked out of the hut and tinkered for a while, and finally came to Andy with a "bowl" made of iron sheets, and placed the container in Andy's hand, which contained some black and unknown substance.
Two people sit and stand with their eyes facing each other.
"Next..... You have to listen to me, or the ritual will fail. ”
Nemonec's old voice came out of his mouth.
"What happens if you fail?"
Andy asked curiously.
"There's a good chance that nothing will happen, it's just that you've wasted a precious opportunity, of course.... It's not without examples of madness on the record. ”
Nemonek's face became terrifying in the light of the candles.
"Crazy? Why? ”
Nimonek did not answer, and instead began to say something else.
"In a moment, I will officially start this ritual, and now you need to calm your spirit, let yourself be as free of emotions as possible, and completely empty your mind... I know it's a bit difficult, so you can get this cup of tea out and get yourself into that state quickly... Drinking this cup of tea is also an important part of the ceremony, rest assured, and generally speaking, there is no harm. ”
Andy muttered as he looked at the unidentified liquid and the strange surroundings.
"So what exactly can this ritual do for me?"
Nimonek seemed impatient.
"You will understand your own roots, you will see the truth of this world, even if it is only for a short moment.... You will know what is the reason why you came to this world, and what is the meaning of you after you came here, you will get your own number, you will get a weapon against confusion, is that enough? Andy was stunned, and his first reaction was whether he had fallen into some scam.
"This? .... Did you make it yourself? ”
Nimonek was a little unhappy with Andy's statement.
"This is not some nonsense, but the great result of our ancestors' research, and if it weren't for Azqi's strong recommendation and the fact that you did make an irrefutable contribution to the crypto village, you wouldn't have been qualified to do this...."
Nimonek didn't want to say more, and turned to leave the room.
"Drink that tea now, and then I'm going to launch the ceremony."
He walked out and didn't know what to do, and even the door was closed.
Andy looked left and right for a moment, and drank the cup of tea, the taste of which was subtle..... At first he thought it was a drink made of nuts, and it was indeed a bit cool and calming, but then his senses began to blur rapidly, and they quickly clouded like colorful paint being thrown into a bucket.
A faint mechanical sound came from outside.
In the next second, all the walls of the whole room suddenly "moved", a large number of complicated lines appeared on them and kept changing, they lit up from the black wall one by one, changing their shape and position every second, and there was a faint strange sound, and it became louder and louder.
Andy's eyes widened as he stared at everything in front of him in disbelief, and he felt.... I've heard countless colors, I've seen countless sounds... These lines seem to contain everything, and they become very large and small at one time, like the universe and like dust.
Then, memories came back to me like flowing water.
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