Chapter 1200 Aiwass: So you are also...
Unexpectedly, this city gave Aiwas a good feeling.
If I had to use one word to describe this city...then its keyword would unexpectedly be "civilized".
In this barbaric and sinful desert, there is such a quiet and peaceful city, which really changed Aiwas's opinion of Adil.
He did not have a preconceived notion that Adil was his enemy and hated everything about him. The relaxed, peaceful and natural state of life of the people can explain their comfort.
That is definitely not the kind of happiness that an ambitious "feudal monarch" could bring to people. Nor is it the kind that a pure lunatic who attempts to brainwash people and make them worship him like a god could achieve.
Both Aiwass and Shark possessed extraordinary beauty, and they wore neither the traditional clothing of the Parthian people, but rather the priestly robes of the Nine-Pillar Church and long skirts in the style of Avalon. It was obvious that they were outsiders who had recently arrived in Parthian.
But even so, the local residents here are quite friendly to them - they neither try to commit any form of crime against them, nor crowd around to sell them anything, nor simply avoid them.
Aiwass and Shark did not kneel down or pray to Adil's statue... but there were no nosy people in the city who rushed out to ask them to obey the city's rules.
They are neither timid nor malicious; neither flattering nor xenophobic, they just glance curiously when passing by... This just shows that they have a strong sense of self-confidence.
They walked slowly through the city, passing through a street, and encountered many people along the way, the density of which was definitely far more than "three hundred free people".
It was obvious that there were quite a few slaves among them. They were all slaves with owners, not "ownerless slaves" living underground... However, judging by their appearance, Aiwass couldn't accurately determine who was the master and who was the slave.
On the streets, there were many huge copper plates, about three or four meters in diameter and only half the height of an adult human.
There were some delicious foods in it - baked naan, chickpea stew, lamb stew, each copper plate contained a different food, and there were also some small copper plates with honey and salt. Many people gathered around, putting the food into bags or eating it directly with their hands.
In addition to humans, Aiwass also saw other races here.
The dwarves stood on the stone benches, eating mutton with toasted naan in big mouthfuls; the harpies concentrated on eating the meat, their mouths full of oil; the lizardmen and snakemen did not like to eat together with others, but mixed a small amount of meat with chickpeas and packed it up to take away.
Aiwass even saw an elf - an elf woman dressed in white gauze was slowly holding a spoon and eating stewed chickpeas one spoonful at a time.
People kept bringing in bucket after bucket of food, and it took two people working together to pour the food from the huge buckets into the copper plates - what surprised Aiwas the most was that those buckets were actually some kind of thin stainless steel!
He felt as if he had returned to his previous life, back to the cafeteria at work or school.
...The iron smelting technology of Paradise City is probably much better than that of Avalon and Iris.
Although Star Antimony's technological level is much higher than this, its civilian popularity is even lower - because the alchemists' investors are eager to see them generate income for themselves, so these civilian technologies with poor profit margins are not very popular.
They preferred the kind of luxuries that nobles would pay handsomely for—for example, the cars that roamed the streets of Star Antimony, the autonomous, human-like mechanical puppets, the lifelike, flying jeweled birds, the anti-theft and surveillance systems that could protect manors... or high-quality building and clothing materials. As for innovation in metals, the Royal Alchemy Association leaned more towards the military industry, and any high-quality metals they developed were kept secret.
For the nobles, gold and silver tableware can replace stainless steel tableware and show wealth, so this "cheap metal" is not popular among investors.
Aiwass has seen similar technology in many places in Xingti, but perhaps due to cost issues, it has never been popularized among the public.
The first time I saw ordinary people using this level of civilian technology on a large scale was in the ancient slave-owning Parthia...
Ai Hua suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.
The food tasted so delicious that Aiwas went up to take some and fed Shark a little symbolically - Shark had a big appetite, so this level of nutrition was definitely not enough.
She can now eat at least one cow every day... and compared to her fighter-like supersonic flight capability, this energy conversion efficiency is already incredibly high.
However, after she transformed into a human, she entered an energy-saving state...her food intake decreased significantly. Normally, she maintained this state in the carriage to conserve food.
The transformation from Aleister gave Leviathan a brand new ability - the ability to draw strength from blood, just like the Son of the Moon. Before flying to Paradise City, Aiwass used his own blood to briefly shepherd a shark.
The Dao Power drawn from Aiwas's blood was far more potent than that of these foods. It was the purest and most efficient energy source.
The only thing that made Aiwass a little uncomfortable was that the colors of these foods were too bright.
Without exception, all the mutton was bright red - that was fine, just think of it as being fried with sugar color, it looked pretty good.
But the beans are green.
It was a mushy stew of chickpeas and lentils, simmered with dill, mint, and honey. The flavor made Aiwass's face quirky, and the color was a fluorescent green that reminded Aiwass of an apple-flavored Mirinda. This strangely colored paste was reminiscent of Indian food.
The colors of the baked naan began to become more strange.
They weren't brown, gold, or white...they were actually purple, like they were made of purple sweet potatoes. You could say they were grape-flavored Mirinda.
The cheese is blue like blueberry jam, the salt is pink, and the honey is an unusually brilliant golden orange - so this returns to the classic orange flavor.
This was Adil's method of detecting whether any slaves were secretly eating the free food. He added a special, indigestible pigment to the food, which would clearly show up in their feces.
These foods are all glowing!
It wasn't the kind of glow you get from Little Chef, but a strong fluorescent light. It was so bright that Aiwass even wondered if there was some kind of radioactive substance inside. After Shark Shark ate it, she opened her mouth and even her tongue turned a bright red.
Aiwass suddenly remembered a candy he had eaten as a child that would change the color of his tongue.
Thinking about it this way, I still miss it a little bit...
At this moment, the crowd in the distance suddenly became noisy.
From a distance, Aiwass could hear the stirring Parthian language, a mixture of various dialects. He didn't understand Parthian very well, so he didn't quite grasp what they were saying. He only vaguely caught words like "Adiel," "Good Lord," and "Praise" among the ones he could understand.
Adil is here?
Aiwass frowned slightly, but he wasn't surprised. After all, the Benevolent Lord must have spies all over the city, with ritualists and astrologers keeping watch.
But Aiwass himself had no intention of hiding. He hadn't even asked Isabel to use magic to change his appearance; he simply hid the overly conspicuous antlers on his head.
At this moment, Aiwass suddenly noticed something——
Shark's grip on Aiwass tightened sharply, indicating she sensed a flash of hostility. The Path of Love's instinctive sensitivity to this aspect was much stronger than that of the Paths of Devotion and Transcendence, much like how the Children of the Moon could sense in advance the presence of an enemy intent on harming them.
Aiwas looked in the direction of Shark, but unexpectedly found that it was not Shanzhu's man.
He was a young man who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He wore a straw hat that covered most of his face, and held a clay pot filled with water in his hands.
His eyes passed by Aiwas and looked in the direction where Adil was coming from.
The crowd surrounding Adil slowly moved towards them. Some stood, jogging along with the crowd. Others immediately knelt on the ground, bowing and kowtowing devoutly.
Eight tall, solemn-looking trolls carried a massive sedan chair. It was crafted from pure gold and lapis lazuli, adorned with rubies and amber. The sedan's sides were carved with abstract murals, and protective runes were inscribed on the doors.
In front stood two elves, a man and a woman, dressed in priestly attire, solemnly waving long staffs. Brass bells adorned the tops of the staffs, emitting mysterious sounds. Behind them stood four snake-men priests. Every three steps or so, they would clap in unison or strike the ground with their bell-adorned tails, emitting a chorus of praises that sounded like a ballad.
Adil sat on a cushioned throne—his appearance was identical to that of a statue, even possessing a touch of divinity. That was the "smell of incense" he had acquired from being worshipped and sacrificed to during his lifetime.
Everyone retreated and knelt in unison. Aiwass and Leviathan, standing motionless, were immediately exposed and became extremely conspicuous.
And Aiwas had no intention of hiding his identity. He just raised his head and looked at Adil carefully.
At this moment, Aiwass' pupils condensed slightly.
He suddenly noticed the decoration behind Adil's throne.
It was a huge pure gold ring, looking like a halo suspended behind a god, emitting a dazzling glow under the shining sun.
But Aiwass clearly realized that it was not as simple as a circle.
——He saw the carvings on the ring clearly.
That's Ouroboros.
That is the symbol of Huantiansi, its "tail-holding ring"!
And a more familiar feeling came along with the hymns sung by the snake-men priests—
"You will celebrate my death, you will sing my holiness. You will hold a celebration, you will raise the scepter..."
Aiwass remembers it clearly.
——That is the hymn in the Shepherd Tantra.
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