Abnormal crossing

Chapter 173 The History of the Persian Card
Gu Wei and Jin walked slowly along the crystal avenue, each step landing on the translucent ground that emitted a faint glow, the sound of their footsteps perfectly silenced by some kind of sound-absorbing material.

As the distance gets closer.

The oppressive feeling of those kilometer-tall statues grew stronger, and Gu Wei had to tilt his head back to the extreme angle to see the statues clearly.

These statues, each made of a different material and in a different style, seem to come from different periods of civilization. They are arranged from the highest snow-capped mountain peak in the background down to both sides, and they look somewhat similar.
Kun Kun's middle-part hairstyle?
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At the highest point is a statue of a male monarch, carved entirely from some kind of translucent, deep blue crystal, with liquid light flowing inside, pulsating through the body like blood vessels.

His facial features were soft, yet he possessed an inhuman detachment. His hands were clasped in front of his chest, with a miniature planet model floating in his palms, giving him a rather indifferent look.

Standing slightly shorter to his left was a pure white statue, seemingly made of ceramic. Its smooth surface was coated with delicate scale-like patterns, and it seemed to breathe as it undulated slightly under the light, with a cloak billowing behind it moving even without wind.

Gu Wei's gaze swept quickly across the statues, finally settling on the one closest to them:
This is a monarch in his prime, standing about 800 meters tall. Among the many colossal statues that are thousands of meters tall, it appears relatively unassuming, yet it is none other than this one.
Gu Wei had met Boko III before.

The Boko III statue has strong and restrained facial features. Although his face is not exactly old, there are very obvious nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose.

Of course.

These weren't actually the reasons Gu Wei could instantly identify the statue—he could tell at a glance it belonged to Boko III—but mainly because the words "Boko III" were prominently displayed at the top of the statue.
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As the statue gradually magnified in his eyes, Gu Wei couldn't help but lick his lips, a sense of awe welling up inside him.

That's truly spectacular.
Even the scene in Ultraman Tiga where Daigo sees three giant statues probably pales in comparison to what's right now.
After all, Ultraman Tiga is only about fifty meters tall.

As they drew closer, a mechanical voice soon came from the small box in Jin's hand: "Two visitors, the area ahead is the Royal Memorial Square. There are 778 statues of monarchs in the square, and the timeline covers the First and Second Dynasties of Persia."

"At the very top is His Majesty Stephen Doyle, the first recognized monarch of the Boska civilization, and to his lower left is his son, Koren Doyle."

"Since His Majesty Boko III is still alive and in good health, the statue has not been returned to its original position but has been placed in the center of the site—a custom that has been followed by the monarchs of Boko Haram throughout history."

"778 seats?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Wei glanced at the statue in the distance and frowned slightly: "That's not right. Isn't this cemetery only burying monarchs from over two hundred generations? What are these extra five hundred? American ghost soldiers?"

“You’ve misunderstood,” the mechanical voice quickly explained. “The Royal Cemetery is only the final resting place for 217 monarchs and royal family members from the Second Dynasty of Persia to the present. The birth of the Persian civilization can be traced back to much earlier times—it’s just that the remains of those ancient rulers and sages are difficult to transplant to the Royal Cemetery for various reasons, so the cemetery can only accommodate those who died after the Second Dynasty.”

"Later, in order to commemorate the ancestors of the First Dynasty, His Majesty Müller, the founder of the Second Dynasty, ordered the construction of this Royal Memorial Square, where statues of all monarchs were placed for posterity to pay homage."

Gu Wei then understood.

That's it
Think about it too.

When the Persian civilization was first mentioned, Joko Wen once said that the Persian civilization had an uninterrupted civilizational lineage for more than 30,000 years, while the Second Dynasty mentioned by the mechanical voice was only a little over 9,800 years old, which is obviously contradictory.

Let's take a few steps back.

The first two words of the term "Second Dynasty" actually tell a lot of information.
The establishment of the statue group is also easy to understand.

Just as the remains of many ancient Chinese sages or rulers have almost decomposed or even disappeared, it would be very difficult for the Second Dynasty to collect the ashes of its ancestors from 10,000 to 20,000 years ago—who knows, maybe some unlucky soul might have suffered the same fate as Emperor Wanli when the technology was not yet mature?

Therefore, from both a cost and technical perspective, erecting a sculpture is obviously more convenient and reasonable.

I've figured that out.

Gu Wei quickly turned his attention to something else: "Speaking of which, Mu'e, I'm wrong, Rachel."

“Just call me by my real name,” Gu Wei said, but before he could finish, Jin waved her hand and waved the tour guide device that looked like a makeup box at him a few times: “This thing can’t hear you—so what’s up?”

"Can't you hear me?" Gu Wei was still worried about the consequences of letting something slip, but upon hearing this, he looked at the small box with some surprise. Then, his expression quickly turned serious, and he pointed to the highest peak in the distance and asked, "I have a question. Why did that first monarch named Stephen look like that?"

"You mean Stephen Doyle?" Jin glanced at him in the direction Gu Wei was pointing. "Doesn't he look almost exactly like a Bosnian? — Or are you asking if the 'long' in 'long' is pronounced with the second tone instead of the third tone?"

“No, no, no, you’ve misunderstood too,” Gu Wei shook his head vigorously, his rhythm unaffected by the old driver: “I meant his appearance, like his clothes and shoes—shouldn’t the first leaders of civilization be primitive people wearing animal skins?”

Actually.

Ever since he heard that Stephen Doyle was the first monarch of Boska, Gu Wei had felt a sense of unease.

As the first monarch of carbon-based humanoid life, regardless of whether he had one or three heads or how many hands he possessed, his clothing and attire, limited by the level of civilization itself, would inevitably have incorporated a large number of natural elements:
It's either animal hide or a revealing battle robe concocted from vines and leaves, a style that Western environmentalists would adore—and to further emphasize the hardships of our ancestors, they could add a spear, stained with a bit of red paint to represent blood, and so on.
But this statue is different. Stephen Doyle is dressed head to toe like Ao Bing from the movie Nezha. Even a wise and virtuous emperor like Yao or Shun would probably curse him if they saw this.
“Oh, you’re asking about this,” Jin said, displaying her usual self-taught encyclopedia skills, though this time her tone wasn’t as casual: “This involves a legend of the Persian civilization.”

Gu Wei was stunned for a moment: "Legend?"

Jin nodded, looking up at the not-so-bright sky: "Do you remember where this is? — I mean on a cosmic scale."

Cosmic scale?

Gu Wei looked up at the ceiling and tentatively replied, "You mean the Aurora Maze?"

"Hmm," Jin turned to look at him, "Have you remembered anything?"

Gu Wei immediately looked puzzled: "??????"

What the hell is there to think about?
“Let me give you a hint,” Jin said, shaking her head leisurely. “Think about that civil war that elite soldier dragged you into—if you still can’t figure it out, don’t even mention Nuonuo, you might as well go eat at the same table as that AI idiot from the Khan.”

A civil war among Red Elite soldiers?

Gu Wei frowned slightly.

Why is this old driver bringing up the civil war again?
内战
Iris Song? A private server merchant? Those two teammates who couldn't even last a second while trash-talking each other? Or was it Amir's skillful maneuvering?

But what does all this have to do with the Aurora Maze?
and many more!

Suddenly, a golden light flashed through Gu Wei's mind. He abruptly raised his head and stared intently at Jin: "Aurora Maze. Jin, do you mean this place is related to the Aurora Federation?"

Jin raised an eyebrow and said approvingly, "Correct answer. Looks like you're not completely hopeless."

Gu Wei fell silent.

Aurora Maze
Aurora Federation.
right
Besides Joe Cowen's introduction to his hometown, I had indeed come across a concept related to Aurora:

The map from the Civil War.

The full name of that image is "The Torn Iron Curtain," and the map's background is based on a real event that occurred 190,000 years ago.
At that time, a deep-space strategic fleet belonging to a certain seventh-order civilization was attacked during a deep-space jump. The entire fleet was destroyed. The attackers came from another seventh-order civilization, the Kingdom of Bhikkhu.

Both sides were originally the same calling nation and ally of an alliance called the "Iron Curtain Alliance". This attack completely tore up the Iron Curtain agreement signed by the two civilizations, which in turn triggered the "War of the Betrayer" that is famous in the history of the Star Sea Civilization.

The War of the Betrayer involved no fewer than ten seventh-order civilizations, affected no fewer than sixty star systems, destroyed or rendered obsolete as many as 1600 billion star systems, and resulted in countless deaths.

The battle zone on that civil war map was the Senua, the core warship of the attacked fleet.

As for the seventh-order civilization that was attacked
It is the Aurora Federation.

Unfortunately, due to the short preparation time for the civil war, after briefly mentioning the background, Iris immediately focused on several strategic areas, followed by a series of battles that were almost a race against time.

It can be said like this.

Until Gu Wei and the enemy player 'Lang Feng' perished together, he didn't even have five seconds of free time to think:

Even during the few minutes of ambush, he was constantly going over the battle plan with Big Eyes.

As for after the end of the Civil War
There was so much to review about that civil war, and Gu Wei's attention was mostly drawn to the Red Elite Soldier team, so why would he care about a civilization name that only appeared in Yuan Ge's narration?

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that his mental abilities have improved along with his physical fitness recently, Gu Wei probably would have forgotten about this matter long ago—at most, he would have thought, "Oh, I remember this," after Jin brought it up, but it would have been impossible for him to recall the word on his own initiative.

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After a moment of silence, Gu Wei took a deep breath and asked Jin:
"Jin, so what's next? What exactly is the relationship between the Aurora Maze and the Aurora Federation? And what does the Boska civilization have to do with this?"

Note:
I've been sleeping normally for so many days since I got back, so I thought my health had improved a lot. But I didn't expect to sleep for almost seventeen hours straight yesterday. So this thing has a delay function?
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