Chapter 546: Gol D. Roger, Visited Here
“So beautiful!”
“How spectacular!”
“I really want to live in there!”
Everyone was shocked by the scene before them. Ye Yan, the most greedy person, even aimed at a building and pounced on it: "Move away! Move away!"
But Uncle Long held his waist tightly and said, "Don't destroy the cultural relics! These are very precious relics!"
Although Nolando discovered the Golden City four hundred years ago, the prosperous history of the Golden City of Shandora can be traced back to more than a thousand years ago, when the World Government had not yet been established, and its demise happened to be during the "blank hundred years" when research was prohibited.
Therefore, it can almost be concluded that the destruction of Shandora is inseparable from the World Government. As for why the gold was not looted, no one knows.
"Calm down, calm down!" Uncle Long tried to stop Ye Yan from demolishing the house while telling everyone about the historical significance of this place. Although he was also very tempted, he was still able to restrain himself.
But Ye Yan was no longer in control. With his eyes shining, he dragged Uncle Long towards the building, his mouth almost drooling.
And even if Uncle Long dragged Ye Yan, the others had already run over, watching or touching the things that interested them in a fuss.
Especially Tom, in the blink of an eye he had run to the top of the tallest building and was standing on the roof looking around.
Zhang Da could only pat Uncle Long on the shoulder and advise: "Look at it lightly, Uncle Long, these are all gold, it's not that easy to destroy. The gold scattered on the ground is enough for us to take."
Due to the impact of the island when it flew into the sky and the influence of the huge bean vines, the original city terrain has actually changed a lot, and some buildings have been damaged, and a lot of gold is scattered on the ground.
The people of Sky Island had naturally been here before, but they were not interested in this glittering metal. In their eyes, land was much more valuable than gold.
So for hundreds of years, no one was interested in this gold.
"I hope so..." Uncle Long gave up and asked everyone to tell him if they found any special words or patterns.
Everyone dispersed to visit this magnificent city, and Zhang Da also casually walked into a building.
At this moment, he felt that the impact brought to people by comics and reality was different. Before, they had always claimed that they had found the treasure of the golden pirate Wu Nan. Now think about it, if the legend of Wu Nan is true, then his collection should be about this scale, right?
Zhang Da also reached out and touched the golden wall. It felt icy cold, and... he really wanted to move this brick away.
The crowd toured here for a while. From the initial excitement, they finally calmed down. Even Ye Yan, who was the most excited, just hugged a pillar and laughed foolishly for a while, and did not forcibly demolish the house.
Uncle Long was studying a stone tablet. An ordinary stone tablet in the Golden City was quite eye-catching. Zhang Da also asked, "Did you find anything?"
"Hmm... This is the memorial tablet of the Shandia clan," Uncle Long said, pointing to a string of words. "It says, 'We are the ones who follow the voice of the Great Bell Tower and push history forward.' This is probably the mission passed down from generation to generation by the Shandia clan. I just don't know what history they promote, or where the Great Bell Tower is."
"The answer should be up here." Zhang Da also looked at the giant bean vine in the center of the ruins. The bell tower of the Golden Bell was pushed up to the sky by this thing. "It seems that we haven't done rock climbing training for a while."
"Climb...rocks?" Uncle Long looked up, but his vision was blocked by thick clouds and he couldn't see the top at all.
"It's rock climbing. Gather together! If you want to see the Golden Bell, come with me to climb the bean vines!" Zhang Da also greeted his companions like a tour guide at a scenic spot, and the only thing missing was waving a small flag.
To be honest, climbing the giant bean vine is a little easier than rock climbing, because it has a double helix structure. It looks like two winding mountain roads with a steeper slope. Anyone can climb it with some effort.
The biggest difficulty lies in the daunting height.
Tom looked up to estimate the height of the beanstalk, but his head fell to the ground. So he decided to let Carew lead him up, because he didn't want to climb it by himself.
Perona is as lazy as him. She would float after climbing a certain distance. Her brain wanted to exercise, but her body was tired. Finally, she gave up. After all, letting her body float can be considered as exercising the ability of the fruit, right?
Misaka is also one of the relatively struggling ones. She has been here for less than three months. Although she exercises regularly, it has been a short time after all. Her physical strength is only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary 14-year-old girl. It is still a bit difficult for her to keep up with perverts like Zhang Daye.
So Wendy and Xia Lulu deliberately fell behind to take care of Misaka sister, and when she was exhausted, Xia Lulu would lead her for a while.
After climbing about two hundred meters, they passed through a cloud layer composed of island clouds, but the top of the bean vine was still far higher.
This is just an intermediate platform, on which are also scattered some golden buildings, which seem to have been lifted up by bean vines but failed to stay at the top.
Those who were less physically fit, like Uncle Long and Weiwei, rested here for a while, and also inspected the scattered buildings here before continuing to move forward.
By the time everyone reached the top of the bean vine, it was almost dark.
But the historic bell tower still shines golden under the setting sun, and against the backdrop of the sunset and moss, the bell tower has a more historical sense.
"What a wonderful work of art!" Jackie Chan expressed his sincere admiration.
There is a golden base and a golden bracket, and a golden bell several tens of meters high is hung on it. The bell is carved with exquisite patterns, and there are golden sculptures of Nannan birds around it. However, there is one statue missing in a certain direction, probably because it was damaged and fell during the flight into the sky.
There are four decorative golden columns around the bell tower, but unfortunately one of them has broken and fallen to the ground. The broken golden column alone is almost as long as the mast of the Amber, and its diameter exceeds the mast.
Zhang Da immediately became greedy and thought about whether he could take the pillar away, but he felt that with the density of gold, if such a large pillar was placed on the ship, the Amber might capsize.
As for moving the entire bell tower onto the ship, that was out of the question.
"Since we're here, why don't we ring the bell?" Zhang Da also made an attractive suggestion, which just happened to express everyone's thoughts. Who would not have any thoughts when seeing a big bell in front of them?
And when we were in Gaya Island, we heard Kulikai talk so much about how pleasant the sound of the golden bell was, and everyone was very curious.
"But there's nothing there?" Rui Mengmeng said, "Aren't there always pieces of wood next to the big bells in temples for striking the bells?"
"Look carefully inside the golden bell. You'll see a bell tongue," said Uncle Long. "This kind of bell is usually struck by shaking the bell tongue or the bell itself. It depends on where the rope is tied."
"And this bell..." Uncle Long's gaze lingered on the golden chains on either side of the bell, which connected to the golden bell frame at the top. "We should just need to pull those two chains."
It sounds so easy, but in fact, the two chains are thicker than Uncle Long's waist. Ordinary people would find it difficult to even pull the chains, let alone move the golden bell.
Zhang Da certainly didn't have this worry. He and Rui Mengmeng walked up the golden steps on both sides, each of them put a thick chain on their shoulders and held it with their arms. Then they looked at each other and exerted force at the same time -
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The golden bell, which had been silent for four hundred years, began to swing, and the bell tongue inside hit the bell wall, making a loud ringing sound.
What is very unscientific is that although the sound is very loud, Zhang Daye, the bell ringer, who is very close to the bell, only feels that it is pleasant and not noisy.
Others couldn't help but look up at the swinging of the golden bell, enjoying the clear and beautiful sound.
Weiwei and Wendy clasped their hands to their chests and couldn't help but close their eyes: "What a beautiful voice..."
Perona muttered softly, "I don't know how to put it, but it sounds much better than two gongs."
Ye Yan didn't pay attention to Perona. He was also immersed in the sound of the bell at this time, and the others were similar.
Only Uncle Long remembered a passage from Nolando's logbook: "When the Shandian people ring the bells, they shout 'We are here' in their hearts, so that the souls of their ancestors will not get lost after death and can return to this land at any time."
If this is true, then the soul of Kalgara can probably hear the bell, Jackie Chan thought. I hope that by ringing the bell again today, it can bring some comfort to the great warrior who met his end in a tragic way.
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The long bell sound spread down the huge bean vines and spread throughout the Island of Gods.
Countless Nannan birds in the forest were attracted by the sound of the bell and flew high into the sky. They found the most suitable direction and looked up at the sky, just like the golden statues around the golden bell.
In the heart of the forest, a huge python woke up from its slumber. It stood up its upper body, and its head, which was taller than all the trees in the forest, looked around anxiously.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss!!!" Tears actually fell from the big snake's eyes. When the bell rang again, it raised its head and roared. In its tears, it seemed to reflect the shadows of two men drinking and ringing the bell together.
A little further away, Shandia's warriors and God's Guards were all covered in wounds. Waipa raised his incendiary cannon with great effort and aimed it at Gan For, who was panting while leaning on his spear.
The two of them have almost reached their limits, and they have only been able to hold on until now because of their faith. Gan Forle hopes to leave safely with his subordinates, and Waipa wants to defeat him completely and light up the lights of Shandora.
Waipa pulled the trigger, and Gan Fore thrust his spear sideways.
The spear pierced Waipa's left shoulder, but he didn't care. He rushed forward with a ferocious smile, threw away the incendiary cannon with his right hand, and pressed a shell on Gan Forle's body.
"That's... a repelling shell! Are you trying to kill yourself?!" Gan Fuer was shocked. The repelling shell is an endangered shellfish that has ten times the power of the impact shell, but the side effect is that it can cause the user to have broken bones all over the body. With Waipa's current physical condition, he will die if he uses this!
"It doesn't matter! I will never die before lighting up the lights of Shandora!" Waipa launched a volley of attacks without hesitation.
The Shandia warriors also realized what Vaipa was trying to do: "Vaiipa! No!"
The God's Guard shouted worriedly, "Lord Ganfor!"
People on both sides wanted to stop what was about to happen, but they were unable to move because of serious injuries or lack of physical strength.
"Repel!"
At that moment, Ganfor seemed to see an evil ghost. Even if he wanted to retreat, it was too late. The armor on his chest was shattered by the huge impact force. He was knocked out, vomited a mouthful of blood, and finally fell to the ground with his eyes rolled back.
Wayipa was not feeling well either. His right arm lost strength in an instant, blood flowed from his wrist and shoulder blade, and then his legs went weak and he fell to one knee.
"Ha, haha... That's enough, right?" Waipa covered his right arm and struggled to stand up. "Next, all I have to do is light it up..."
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The sound of the bell reached this tragic battlefield, and everyone was momentarily stunned. What a beautiful sound...
The Shandian warriors had tears in their eyes. Were they celebrating their victory? Hadn't the Shandians fought for generations for this day?
Waipa looked up at the sky. There was a huge snake and bean vines even bigger than the snake. The sound of the bell came from there.
Is it them?
First, he conveyed the news to Nolando's descendants, then informed the Lord of the Sky of the information, and now he has found the location of the lights of Shandora.
"What a bunch of... nosy fellows... Ha... Haha..." Waipa fell to the ground, laughing and then crying, crying and then laughing again, "Kalgara, Nolandu, and Nolandu's descendants, did you hear the most wonderful sound in the world, the sound of the Lamp of Shandora!"
The Guards of God were also attracted by the bell sound. They all recalled a legend: when the Island of God descended four hundred years ago, an extremely beautiful sound came from the sky, as if the island was singing.
The unconscious Ganfor slowly opened his eyes at the sound of the bell. The severe pain in his body made him realize that his condition was very bad, but the beautiful sound in his ears made him forget the pain temporarily.
The island is "singing" again, and the sound that represents miracles has sounded again. So in the future, will we have better choices?
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When the bell rang to Angel Island, the residents who had their doors and windows closed either opened their windows or walked out of their homes. This was a sound they had never heard before. What did this beautiful sound represent?
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The sound of the bell pierced through the thick clouds and reached Kulikai's ears. Sitting by the sea, Kulikai dropped his cigarette. "Really? Is the Golden Country really in the sky? Are the descendants of Kalgara really waiting for me to fulfill the promise?"
In his thirties, Kulikai redefined his direction and the course of his life, aiming for the sky.
Gion, who was also on Gaya Island, looked up at Jidiyun in the distance at the navy training ground and said, "That kind of crazy way of getting to the sky actually made them succeed."
Tina paused while reviewing the documents. "Does the Sky Island really exist in the world, and does it often pass over our heads?" Tina was surprised.
Smoker punched a sandbag and burst it. Two streams of white smoke blew out of his nostrils. "I always feel like I'm being underestimated. Is that guy showing off?"
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The Golden Bell is very unscientific. The same bell sounds equally pleasant to everyone, but the message each person hears is very different, as if it can really convey the voice of the bell ringer.
Zhang Da, who was having great fun ringing the bell, had not yet realized this. He was counting the number of times. It was said that the bell should be rung 108 times, and the emphasis and speed of each sound had to be determined. Unfortunately, he did not quite understand.
When he and Rui Mengmeng knocked thirty-six times, Tom couldn't bear it anymore. He ran up the stairs and tugged at Zhang Daye's clothes, indicating that he wanted to knock too.
Zhang Da was also a little hesitant. With Tom's small physique, he would have to use some extraordinary strength to hug the golden chain, but that would most likely cause trouble.
But seeing Tom's expression, Zhang Da also hardened his heart: "Come on, whoever wants to try, come up!"
If it breaks, the worst that can happen is that you can just fix it.
Others are eager to try it out. This is the only golden bell in the world, and they certainly can't miss the chance to try it out.
The only exception was Jackie Chan. He did not follow everyone up the stairs, but walked into the incongruous place at the base of the bell tower - the bell tower base was made of gold, and in the middle was a square gray-black stone.
Jackie Chan carefully removed the moss on the surface of the stone and saw some incomprehensible words engraved on the stone.
"Could this be..." Jackie Chan looked at Zhang Daye as if seeking confirmation.
Zhang Da also nodded and said, "That is the main text of history. It is said that there is only one person in the world who can understand it now."
"That is to say, this is a kind of writing that is almost lost, and it also records a history that is punishable by death if studied." The more he said this, the more Jackie Chan's curiosity could not be suppressed.
Studying history shouldn't be a crime, but what kind of history would it be if the world government could enact such a law?
Considering the possible danger to everyone, Jackie Chan tried hard to suppress his curiosity.
Zhang Da also saw his distressed look and said, "Uncle Long, if you are really curious, you can take a photo or make a copy and study it secretly. As long as no one else knows, it will be fine."
"Then I'll..." Jackie Chan took out his camera and confirmed before taking the photo, "Is this really okay?"
"No," Zhang Da also said, "I've thought about it carefully. We are already very strong now. Even if the World Government knows about it, they can't do anything to us. Asking you to keep it secret is just too much trouble."
Jackie Chan's voice became cheerful: "Okay, I won't show it to anyone else! Hey, what is this?"
Jackie Chan discovered that similar words were engraved on the golden base near the main text of the history, but the number of words was small.
Zhang Da also thought about it carefully. It seemed that these words were dictated by the Pirate King Roger and carved by Kozuki Oden. The general meaning was "I came here and will take this article to the end of the world."
According to the plot, this is to tell the Shandians that their mission of protecting the historical text has been completed, but... the Shandians can't understand this kind of text. Can't you just say it directly if you have something to say?
Zhang Da also said, "This is probably uncivilized tourism. Writing things like 'Pirate Gol D. Roger was here' is really uncivilized. Carving words on historical sites is really uncivilized. We need to teach our children not to learn this bad habit."
When talking about educating children, Jackie Chan nodded subconsciously, and then he always felt that something was wrong.
