Chapter 135： Gao Wens perception problem (1/2)

For five minutes, Gao Wen did not slow down.

After waiting for God to come, he looked at the eternal slate fragments in front of him and fell into a long reclining state.

The huge amount of information echoed in my mind. The thoughts of the whole brain jumped up and down in my mind like the amber that drank high. Gao Wen felt that he had a thousand words in his eyes, but it was too porcelain. The result is that I can't say a word...

There is only one thing that can be affirmed: I have actually heard those things just now, and the slight dizziness caused by the "immersion" has remained until now, and he is definitely affirmed.

So these are the contents recorded in the eternal slate? These are the knowledge about the gods?

Gao Wen looked at the pale gold metal plate like a ghost. He couldn’t help but shake his head when he had just thought of it. The mortal sages who originally founded the religion could not hear these in the eternal slate. Something, after listening to these things, who has a pit in the brain will give the gang to the church that seems to have been killed by the gods!

Then he began to consider whether this stuff is a bad joke, or a daring scam.

But what is the significance of this joke? Who will do this kind of scam? What kind of purpose does anyone hold to produce such content? And most importantly, in such a primitive and backward medieval society, can a person with a brain big out of the sky be able to compile a term such as a "heavy bomber"? !

Gao Wen frowned, thinking about the meaning behind the information carried by this eternal slate, and deeply wondering whether the normal believers heard the same thing after touching the slate.

After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to greet the outside of the tent: "Betty! Call Philip, Herti and Amber."

After a while, the three came to Gao Wen’s tent.

Gao Wen looked at the three people in front of him. These three people are the most trustworthy and faithful people he knows in the territory, and they can represent three different believers: Philip is a devout believer of the God of God. Even baptized; Heti is the official believer of the goddess of magic, but the degree of belief is shallow; amber is the neurotic believer of the goddess of the night and the **** of shadow.

The three mental states that almost mortal people believe in after God can be found in this monk...

Gao Wen put the pieces of eternal slate on the table and pushed forward: "You know what it is."

"The pieces of the eternal slate," Amber said of course. "I looked at you and took care of this stuff."

Heti was not present at the time, so this time I looked at the pale gold metal plate very curiously, but she had already learned about the eternal slate fragments from Gao Wenkou, so it was not surprising at this time, just curious. Looking at my ancestors, I don’t know what Gao Wen wants to do.

"You touched it," Gao Wen nodded. "Touch Philip with his spirit, you come first."

Gao Wen is not worried that "slate" is harmful, because he has already tried it. Except for some horrified information records, it does not have long-term effects on the body, and even if Heti three people touch the debris, they will listen. To the knowledge of the gods, because this piece is very small, it does not mean to brainwash the three into a mad believer. Otherwise, the kings and nobles who used the slate fragments as collectors have long been turned into mad believers.

Philip's look of surprise and hesitation: "Adult, you... really sure? Give me this opportunity?"

"I'm sure, I have something to remind you," Gao Wen nodded. "After touching the debris, keep calm, no matter what you hear or see, even if you hear something that is contrary to your beliefs... Too excited, because this thing may be fake."

He first made a vaccination to prevent the devout Philip Knight from hearing the things that shouldn't be heard, and then Sanguan collapsed, and Philip asked curiously as he approached the slate fragments: "Maybe it is fake?"

"I'm not sure, you should try it first."

Philip Knight nodded, placing his hand on the slate fragments and driving his mental power to make a tentative connection with the debris.

Almost immediately, Gao Wen felt the subtle change in the atmosphere of the young knight. A vast, ancient and mysterious force seemed to envelope him, and he was "sublimated" by the whole person. In fact, it may only be an illusion, because Gao Wen did not feel any change in the power of Philip himself, and the strange atmosphere only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared.

A moment later, Philip Knight opened his eyes. He glanced at the slate fragments with amazement and excitement, then slightly retreated, with joy on his face: "Adult, I seem to hear the voice of God of War, there is a... description The enlightenment and revelation that came out are coming to my heart. I feel that I seem to have received some kind of blessing. This kind of blessing may be of great help to the future martial arts!"

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows: "What about these?"

"Yes, this is a feeling that is difficult to describe," Philip Knight nodded calmly, then curiously asked, "But the adult you just said may be fake... Is it my illusion?"