422 Transcribing Ancient Techniques (1/2)
The Venerable Shamans nodded.
”Don't waste any more time, Valencia. Let us begin immediately.” Old Fjord said eagerly with his hands rubbing together.
Chief Valencia nodded and said, ”Then let us all put our collections into the center.”
After saying those words, Chief Valencia picked up the Tier 3 Interspatial Pouch attached to her waist. All the contents that she had collected from the vault earlier were shortly poured onto the ground.
The six Venerable Shamans followed suit also poured out the ancient book collections from their Interspatial Pouches.
In a short instance, the Great Hall's open center was immediately filled up with a mountain of glittering and shining books and scrolls dating back to the primordial era.
”Venerable Shamans, this is your area of expertise, so I will leave it to you all to sort these out.” Chief Valencia said.
She was not proficient in the runic language like the Venerable Shamans were due to all her time being invested into cultivating the Darkmoon Tribe's Darkmoon Body Forging Method like a madman.
She would not have reached the Mid-rank Battle Master Realm in her 40's, otherwise. It was a realm where most warriors can only achieve in their senior years, typically around the age of 70 and above.
Within enough resources, a warrior can indeed reach the Battle Master Realm much sooner, but no sooner than 60 years of age.
Tribal chiefs are people capable of reaching the Battle Master Realm at 50 years of age, but few could reach it in their 40's like Chief Valencia.
Her cultivation was a testimony of the sheer effort and hard work she poured into cultivating her body.
”Just leave it to us.”
The Venerable Shamans nodded at Chief Valencia's words and began scouring through the mountain of ancient books and scrolls.
Meanwhile, after Leon and Darlene left Helen's room, they were quickly spotted by servants searching for them. Not long after that, they were brought to the Great Hall, as per the chief's instruction.
”Oh? Looks like I was a bit late.” Leon commented while stepping into the Great Hall. The Venerable Shamans had already started reading and sorting the ancient book collections.
Chief Valencia walked over and smiled, ”Better late than never. We'll also be relying on Little Brother Leonhardt's knowledge to help us sort these out.”
”Leave it to me.”
Leon nodded and strolled over to the busy Venerable Shamans to join them. Darlene followed right behind Leon before she was stopped by Chief Valencia.
”No one else is allowed inside while Little Brother Leonhardt and Venerable Shamans are working.” Chief Valencia stated after seeing Leon glanced back.
Darlene curtsied and followed Chief Valencia outside. The Great Hall entrance was sealed with only Leon and the seven Venerable Shamans inside shortly after.
Leon suspected that Chief Valencia would inquire Darlene and the other servants about his previous whereabouts, but he simply shrugged.
It did not matter.
He shortly made his way over to the mountain of ancient books and scrolls before picking up an item carefully to inspect quietly.
No one greeted nor spoke a word.
Everyone was focused on translating the runic texts in their hands before making mental notes of it. It was clear that everyone was used to working alone.
Leon felt that this work efficiency was relatively low.
”Everyone, I have something to say.” Leon suddenly said while closing the ancient book in his hand. It was already scanned and recorded in the [Archive] without anyone noticing it.
The Venerable Shamans shortly turned Leon with furrowed brows, displeased by his interruption of their thought processes.
”Oh? Little Brother Leonhardt. You're here. When did you arrive?” Master Woodrow greeted, followed Old Tailor asking, ”What do you want to say, young friend?”
Only Old Tailor and Master Woodrow greeted him warmly.
”I've just arrived.” Leon smiled to Master Woodrow before turning to the others and said, ”I can see that everyone is used to working at their own pace. However, it will take forever to get through this mountain of books at this pace.”
Old Tinker frowned and said, ”Then what do you suggest we do?”
”Naturally, we need to communicate. For example, this book in my hand is called the [Moon God's Cascading Steps], second volume. I know this, but do you all know this if I did not say so? What happens if someone finds the first volume but does not inform me? I would be wasting time searching for it in the pile.”
”My suggestion is we stick a piece of paper on each of these books with their transcribed names and call it out after we are done. That way, we would know when someone else has the following volumes under the same name.” Leon stated.
The Venerable Shamans began pondering his words with an understanding look. Their eyes widened slightly as they realized their current method was truly rigid and inefficient.
”Little Brother Leonhardt here offered an excellent suggestion. Let us follow his suggestion, shall we?” Old Hammer said to the other five Venerable Shamans.
The six quickly reached a unanimous agreement.
Sometime later, a few servants brought in stacks of paper and ink brushes for the Venerable Shamans to write on as they were instructed.
Leon and the Venerable Shamans quickly divided the items amongst themselves before getting back to transcribing the names of book and scroll.