The King and the Priest[Comprehensive]

For little Tahir, this day is destined to be a day chosen by "fate".

After a while of dizziness, he suddenly understood the special words that appeared on the gift of God.

Amazing!

"Is this also a revelation from God to me?"

The shock that this discovery brought to little Tahir was no less than the one when he picked up the magic tablet.

It is precisely because of the foreshadowing of the previous time that he held the luminous tablet, his little face was flushed (burned), but his eyes were surprisingly bright. This is the power of overwhelming faith.

There is little doubt that Tahir accepts the unnatural with exceptional ease.

"what is this?"

He poked here and there at the tablet.

"There are a lot of words, um, I can understand... no..."

The strange words that I thought were illogical before were squarely framed inside, and Tahir tried hard to understand the meaning of the words in each frame.

Then came the blow.

The meaning of each word came to mind automatically, but when they came together, it formed a sentence that little Tahir couldn't understand at all.

What does it mean to tell all newcomers to mobile games that krypton gold cannot bring happiness?

What is the meaning of "818, the epic scumbag who disguised himself as a woman and stepped on eight boats"?

Huh?

What is "krypton gold", what is "scumbag", and here... "A certain author in the historical area dug a hole and didn't fill it up and give me my life"?

Ok?

What are these, weird things.

As a six-year-old child, Tahir has been extremely bright and precocious.

But he still couldn't comprehend these strange contents that were completely beyond the scope of cognition-actually from thousands of years later.

The more you look, the more chaotic you become, and the more you look, the more dizzy you become.

"Um..."

Tahir frowned like an adult, and shook his head vigorously.

If it is an ordinary child, it is not easy to persist until this point, and it is completely fine to give up so far.

But little Tahir was no ordinary child.

You don't need to sleep, you can overcome dizziness, and... in short!He must pass the test!

"Bang."

The tablet was put down by him and lay flat.

The blond boy took a deep breath.

At this moment, there is no child on the earth who is more pious, more focused, and more persistent than him.

The little boy clenched his feet and lay down in front of the tablet, his taut little face seemed to be solemnly written with "don't bother me".

He poked and poked around, and he muttered under his breath.

Under the blessing of Super Seriousness, which has increased by ten times, the golden ball that couldn't help shrinking could be conquered in half a night with the help of God——

"..."

"........."

"Still, I don't quite understand..."

No.

Loss is only temporary.

Tahir still has something to gain, that is: he finally understands what is going on with those unpredictable frames!

After poking here, then poking here, and finally clicking there, you can enter a place called "chat area".

With countless long horizontal lines as divisions, the strange words that give Tahir a headache are neatly arranged, no matter which one you click, you can enter a new area.

Tahir roughly understood the meaning of "post".

But what really bothered him was the meaning of the "post" itself.

Those weird nouns can be understood but they don't know the difference, and it seems that there is no need to analyze them further in a short time.

Fortunately, after hard work, there are still posts that he can barely understand.

Like this one, a post titled "Who is your favorite historical figure?"

Ignoring most of the names of people and places in front of them—it’s impossible not to ignore them, Tahir doesn’t know them at all—the key point that attracts attention lies in a paragraph that seems to be inconspicuous in the middle.

He saw a word.

"Egypt".

The complete content of this paragraph is very long, and the lord who left the words (Tahir guessed that the person who can communicate in this way must be a god lord) seems to be praising a king.

The king's name is Ramses.

——This, very familiar?

Ramses II, the greatest pharaoh.

— Pharaoh?is not it……

Tahir slowly opened his eyes wide.

The description of "the longest lifespan and the best kidneys" mentioned later is basically incomprehensible. For example, a young boy does not understand at all why having more children equals the best kidneys.

It's ok.

Almost instantly, his eyes were attracted by one of the words.

--great?

Greatest Pharaoh?

Why do you say that?He wrote down all the history Lord Horace told them, and there was no title of Ramses II in it.

Did he forget it?

Tahir was puzzled.

Now he still can't understand what he saw, and his head is getting dizzy.

But it's weird.

It was as if a "miracle" really appeared in the silence, and the obscure words in another time and space seemed to be alive, dancing lightly under the young man's fingertips.

Fate drove his eyes down, leading him to seek the hidden light of guidance even if he didn't understand what was going to happen.

Tahir suddenly wanted to know everything related to "Ramesses II".

"Is he important? It must be. Maybe the instructions given to me by the gods are here."

He read this passage repeatedly, pondered and guessed, and looked down from time to time, looking for the guidance left by other "gods".

He found it.

Some "gods" said that Ramses II created countless great achievements in his life.

Some "gods" said that he built temples extensively, conquered the battlefield, and single-handedly concluded the first peace covenant in history.

And the "God" said that as long as Egypt is mentioned, the name of this pharaoh will never be omitted-his achievements have been recognized by thousands of people.

……

There are too many similar words.

At some point, Tahir suddenly heard a sharp clang in his head, making the thin and slender boy turn pale in an instant.

He is still the most ordinary child.

Certain "content" should not be his turn to know.

It's just, where did something go wrong——

"Wow!"

Accompanied by a rather painful whine.

Little Tahir was dripping with cold sweat, but his eyes that were not completely covered by his palms were wide open, and his dilated pupils overflowed with a strange ice blue.

His consciousness had long since collapsed, and he was uncontrollably pulled by an invisible but ferocious force, and rushed to the "distance" that he could never reach in his entire life.

The glyphs imprinted on the tablet truly come to life.

They all poured into the eyes of the trembling young man, forming countless fleeting blurred images, as if forcibly letting the eyes of the selected human beings sweep across.

The picture shattered quickly, and the traces of smear disappeared even faster, and it suddenly seemed like a dream.

However, not nothing remained.

Those wandering "pictures" contain profound things that are difficult to generalize.

It is not his joy.

It is an incomprehensible tragedy.

It is unbearable pain.

There are more, far heavier things than the above collection of emotions!

They don't want to leave, don't want to be forgotten, so they will do their best to leave their marks wherever they can.

"........."

Like a thunderbolt exploding in his brain, and then being desperately disturbed by the hands of thousands of people, Tahir's thoughts were completely muddled.

He couldn't express how he felt at the moment.

All he knows is that he "knows".

That magical tablet was not a gift from God, and its origin is still unknown.

The most important thing is what this human teenager saw with curiosity and piety.

he.

Saw the "future".

……

When the blond-haired boy fell to the ground in a dazed state, from his closed eyes, tears flowed down from unknown "seeing".

The abruptly deflected gear of fate began to turn again from this moment.

With a high fever, his face was astonishingly red, and his figure was even more fragile. Naturally, it was impossible for the young man to know how heavy the weight was about to be on him.

Very heavy.

very heavy.

It is so serious that no matter how good-tempered a person is, he will get angry, not to mention——

Little Tahir (dying to move): "..."

A person who has no idea at all (hindsight): "...Huh? Are you awake?"

Tahir's consciousness was still fuzzy, and he only vaguely felt that there was a very heavy - something with dull hair, pressing down on his arm.

He was already uncomfortable, and this made him even more uncomfortable, so he moved slightly, trying to get up...

At this time, the hateful dumb-haired object had quick eyes and quick hands, and slapped his body that he had finally lifted up——pressed it down!

"...!"

Tahir is such a proud and tempered young boy, even if he is about to be burnt out, he will be very angry when encountering such a thing.

"Keep your voice down, I ran in quietly."

This guy still didn't realize what was wrong with him, and he was still chattering endlessly: "I didn't expect you to be the high priest? It's true or false, I think it's false, how can there be someone like you——"

Tahir: "..."

'ah.It seems that my soul is really about to go to the underworld to be judged in advance. '

He thought sadly in a daze, no matter how strong he was beyond his age, his nose was sore and he wanted to cry.

If it wasn't for the auditory hallucinations before he died, how could he hear that he was the high priest...

……what? !