The handwriting on the cow bones is quite strange. They are not "inscribed" on the bones, but are integrated with the bones, as if they grew directly from the bones.

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【Ancient Poetry Biology Check 11/79 Successful】

The ancient poems did not recognize these words, but she knew what this phenomenon meant biologically.

"It's an osteoma..."

The young ancient man said slowly.

"What?"

"When the owner of these bones...is still alive," Gu Shiyin bit her lip, "these words grew alive on its bones."

“…”

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[Chen Qiang's rationality check failed 45/44, current rationality 43]

Chen Qiang shivered slightly.

He glanced at him.

Sesin was still gnawing on her beef burger.

Why can Sai Qian avoid sc? Chen Qiang's resentful thoughts.

It seems that rough nerves also have the benefits of rough nerves.

"This is a disease called 'striatal osteoma', which grows from the bone marrow from the inside out, but I don't know why... it grows into the shape of the words," Gu Shiyin said slowly, "As long as it is a creature with bones, it will be quite... painful to suffer from this disease, and then slowly fade to death."

"We are not a fan of waste," the elder's voice smiled under the mask. "We have made full use of the flesh and blood of this cow, and of course we will not let go of its bones. Look, this is the x-ray of it when it is alive. We guarantee... all the organs in its body are best used."

Chen Qiang and ancient poems looked at the photo.

In the x-ray film, the pitiful, surviving livestock.

Every inch of its bones is covered with striatal osteomas.

Innumerable words on the bones made the cow into a living "book".

...

【Helena Cthulhu Mythical Check 32/40 Success】

【Helena Chinese check 5/80 success】

【Helena's Reason Check Failed 91/15, Current Reason 14】

On the ground, Helena, who shared the vision with Chen Qiang, almost fell off her chair.

She wouldn't be too surprised that the osteoma "naturally growing" on the bones naturally turned into some kind of text.

Strange means of mythical creatures emerge one after another. Perhaps this is a spell unique to the bone-eating clan, and they use this method to record important information.

However, Helena once followed the Isles system to study human civilization, including various glorious eras in Eastern and Western history.

The words on the cow's bones are indeed important documents, but they are not sacrificial texts or spells at all, or even works related to mystery.

However, at this moment it appeared on the cow bone in its most peculiar form.

"Editor-Zhong-Xiao-Bian-Hui...Shang-Jun-Nan-Lu-Di..."

"Is this..."

...

"Mr. Chen," said the elder solemnly, "As you can see, all 'remains' belong to the great god of hiding skeletons. The concept of 'remains' is not only limited to creatures, but also 'remains' of 'fiction'."

"You mean..."

Chen Qiang faintly realized something in his heart.

"Mr. Chen Qiang, what you are holding is a corpse of 'knowledge'." The purple-robed priest's voice was distant.

"The 'bone' of knowledge?" The ancient poem is wavy.

In the long history, the ancient clan lost too much knowledge and eventually went to destruction.

"What you hold in your hand is not a great magic book," the elder said gently, "is just an 'ordinary' music book. It is part of the lost "Sutra of Music" in the Chinese "Six Classics".

“…”

The classic ancient Chinese books, known as "The Book of Songs", "Book of Songs", "Rites", "The Book of Rites", "The Book of Changes", "The Spring and Autumn Annals". However, since the Qin and Han Dynasties, the "The Book of Music" was lost, and some even suspected that the "The Book of Music" had never existed in this world.

"We raise cattle not just for consumption. Whenever the former 'knowledge' disappears on this planet," the old priest said slowly. "Our clan of the hiding corpse will use magic to make the scattered and lost words grow again on the bones of creatures."

"The "Journal of Music"... no longer exists in human society."

"But even if this knowledge is 'dead' in the world," the old priest whispered, "in the realm of our bone-eating tribe, the remains of knowledge survive. Even if humans lose more than they have created, in the end, all the remains of missing knowledge will be taken to us by the large library underground."

"Why do you... do this?" Chen Qiang asked softly.

"Our skeleton-eating tribe guards the boundary between life and death," the old priest's red eyes flashed with a strange light. "In our Pansian language, another meaning of 'skeleton-eating tribe' is 'book collector'. Our skeleton-eating tribe is also a book collector's family, friends. Human beings are the clans that live in the present, and our skeleton-eating tribe always watches the past."

...

ground.

"Ms. Helena," everyone looked at Helena kneeling on the sofa with concern. She looked like she was shocked by her three views and was completely in a bad mood. "What's wrong with you?"

"It's... OK." Helena raised her head with difficulty.

Even the great Issians have to pay a huge price to study the origins and ends of a civilization from prosperity to decline. By "consciousness exchange" to exchange Iss' consciousness to the target race to collect information, not only is the costly but also has great risks.

But the skeleton-eating clan...

A mere group of scavengers!

They actually mastered such convenient magic?

Didn’t they say that they are not good at technology and their magical strength is average?

They actually squatted in their own library and could find all the lost knowledge from ancient times to the present?

Book burning in the Qin Dynasty, the destruction of the Alexander Library...

Every time human civilization is lost, it accumulates knowledge for the ghoul's library.

What have we been busy with so far? What is the archaeological process?

...

"So far," said the old priest gently, "the priests of our purple robe only use livestock as objects of casting spells. For example, converting a calf into a 'knowledge base', and when it can be slaughtered, the ancient books on the bone marrow throughout its body are also ready to 'grow'. For the knowledge of human civilization, cattle bones are enough. But..."

He took out his cell phone: "Please check it out here. This is Arkham's latest news."

"Can the Internet be connected underground?" Sessilu muttered.

"We have repaired wifi," the old priest replied, "The signal is not good, so we are used to browsing offline. Mr. Chen, look here!"

Chen Qiang followed the old priest's finger to see the title - "The orthopedic treatment center located in the south of Arkham, the former town of Salem is officially open for business, and the official Arkham City sends a congratulatory letter"

"The Arkham you are looking for..." the old priest said slowly, as if he was trapped in memories, "It is also an important place for us skeleton-eating clan."

"I heard it."

"Decades ago, a young member of the Pickerman family helped build a nuclear energy research institute at Miskanitok University there. The Pickerman family... is also quite talented in our bone-eating family. This time I want to ask you, it has something to do with their family."
Chapter completed!