The next day during the long-distance running, Manu came to Kunta and proposed to move to the room on the second floor of the main building.

Kunta glanced at manu and said nothing.

Manu hurried back to the team to continue running. He regretted it. The main building is where those masters live. How can he share it? His mother once reminded him that he was neither a smart child nor a strong child. It was not easy to find a job. Don\'t ask his master for anything.

Manu kept blaming himself and Toka. The little guy didn\'t know anything. He was munchke\'s favorite child. He was just a servant. He couldn\'t dream of the preferential treatment he could get.

After the morning training, the teenagers wolfed down their lunch. Today\'s food was very good, including meat and vegetable soup. Everyone had two pieces of bread, not black bread, but bread made of flour, not even wheat bran.

But manu has no appetite. He is still blaming himself for what happened in the morning. After lunch, he picked up the bucket and went to work. There was still room to clean in the house. He had to behave well and try to get master Kunta\'s forgiveness.

But Kunta told him not to work this afternoon. He packed up and moved to the main building.

Really let me move to the main building? Manu stared at Kunta for fear that he had heard wrong.

"Move quickly," Kunta smiled. "There are other things to do this afternoon."

Manu didn\'t have much to clean up, only a quilt and a few clothes. He followed Kunta to the room deep in the corridor, where there were four beds. Two teenagers had moved in, one named Tira and the other named ensia. They were all friends of Toka.

"Put your things in order. Master poet is coming!" ensia pointed to the bed near the door. "Just sleep there."

Manu didn\'t dare to ask more. He came to the bed with the quilt. As soon as he made the bed, he heard a horn outside the window.

Tira shouted, "go! Master poet is waiting for us. If we go late, we will be beaten by his crutch!"

Manu met the "poet". In his impression, he was a funny and kind man. He was also an excellent craftsman and sent many toys to the children. There was a puppet beside manu\'s pillow, which was given to him by the "poet".

Following Tilla and ensia all the way to the grassland, the poet and Toka waited there early, with four horses beside them.

The poet looked at manu, bowed his head and said to Toka, "is this your new partner? I don\'t know his name yet."

"His name is manu. I\'ve told him the rules."

"Really? Let me see if he really knows the rules. Young man, which God do you believe in?"

This question was asked many times. Manu just wanted to answer truthfully, but he saw Toka glare at him.

You can\'t answer wrong. If you answer wrong, you will be sent to the forest.

Manu swallowed his saliva and carefully replied, "I believe in the great Hermes and my God."

The poet asked, "who is your God?"

"I don\'t know."

"The poet" smiled, and he was very satisfied with manu\'s answer: "you will soon know your God, but remember, never forget the position of Hermes in your heart."

Toka shouted, "now pray with me, great Hermes, thank you for giving value to my life, for giving me the strength to regain my dignity, for giving me the wisdom to create happiness, and for giving me the pride I was born with. I am willing to defend your majesty to the death under your protection and let the top of Olympia shine your glory forever."

The three teenagers prayed with Toka word by word and read it three times. Manu didn\'t understand the meaning of the prayer, but he felt a force from the bottom of his heart. When he read it for the third time, he shouted with Toka, and four slightly childish voices echoed in the sky for a long time.

After completing the prayer, "the poet" asked Toka to bring the war horse, looked at manu with a smile and said, "maybe you are curious about why you let a lame man teach you riding. I guess each of you wants to know the reason. I will tell you now,

Although I can\'t get on the horse\'s back, I know the way to drive the war horse. I can teach you not only riding, but also how to survive on the battlefield. Because I\'ve been on the battlefield, I don\'t want to mention that experience, but I\'ll teach you everything I know. "

This is an order from Manda. In the past month, he has been reading ancient books from the underground palace and obtained important enlightenment from them.

Among the 75 ancient books, 21 are written in Aramaic and 16 are written in ancient tiri. The language of other ancient books is unknown.

After in-depth communication with worm, Manda has mastered the Aramaic language. In addition to the gutili language he learned before, Manda can read these 31 ancient books. First, he read the last two volumes of the book of the priest, and then handed them to Kunta.

Apart from the three books of the priests, there are still 28 ancient books that can be read, of which 27 are the song of the temple, which tells the legends of the gods from CAOS.

The content of the song of the temple is much richer than that of the divine spectrum, but the main narrative lines are basically the same. Therefore, it can be inferred that the divine spectrum should be the remnant of the song of the temple.

It would certainly be useful to learn more about ancient god legends, but Manda\'s time was limited. She just turned it around and put it aside, focusing on the last book.

The name of this book is the wise man. The content of the book is simple and obscure. The whole book has only nine pages, and only one sentence is written on one page. The word order of the sentences is very chaotic, and different semantics can be generated when the word order is reversed.

Manda spent ten days cracking the first four sentences, and the remaining five sentences could not be cracked.

But these four sentences convey amazing information.

The first sentence: skilled is the slowest method of cultivation. With mortal talent, it will stop here after level 3.

This sentence completely subverts Manda\'s understanding of practice. Since coming to this world, among all the knowledge Manda has come into contact with, improving the proficiency of skills is undoubtedly the best way to accumulate experience.

However, from the description of this sentence, this is not only not the best means, nor even the correct method. After the third order, there will be an insurmountable bottleneck.

No wonder the third order has become a watershed for ancient god believers. Believers above the third order have become powerful beyond imagination, such as Millo, Stanley and the legendary black market businessman Julian, while those below the third order are much worse.

The second sentence: swallowing God\'s blood stone is the most dangerous method of practice. Those who are insatiable will eventually lose their way here.

The amount of information in this sentence is also appalling. Everyone believes that swallowing the divine blood stone is the shortcut to promotion. From this sentence, it can be analyzed that the uncontrolled swallowing of the divine blood stone will fall into loss. For the ancient god believers, "lost" is a very terrible word, which means that the body and soul are completely broken and integrated into the chaos of the primitive God CAOS.

It\'s lucky to think that he once swallowed divine blood stones and had so many divine blood stones. If those divine blood stones were not polluted by the Lord of divine punishment, I\'m afraid they would have entered Manda\'s stomach. Manda has a very clear understanding of his greed.

In the future, we must not swallow the divine blood stone as a last resort. Manda firmly remembers this.

The third sentence: the best way to practice is to obtain meritorious deeds and gifts from the gods.

This sentence is very short, but it has very important value.

Merit, a very familiar word, what kind of merit can get the gift of the gods?

The power of God comes from believers.