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Cui Xingmeng, Yuan Yizhou and Feng Shuhai followed the high priest to the corridor behind the statue, and their eyes suddenly brightened.

What is different from the rushing gold seen just now in front of the pyramid is that behind the pyramid, among the golden waves of wheat, are city palaces!These buildings also have the shape of a pyramid, but the columns on each floor have different styles. There are slender and elegant Aegean columns with inwardly rolled capitals; there are also Roman columns with extremely gorgeous capitals...

They are all more adorned with folk culture than the decoration of the temple they are in.It's just that these city palaces are much shorter than the Wenye Palace where they are located. Standing in the corridor overlooking the world, the feeling of being king is born spontaneously.

"This is Yaotai, each of which is a thousand steps wide. There are twelve such Yaotai in Wanggu City, which are the center of our people's life and social interaction." The high priest explained. "Wen Ye Temple is the tallest pyramid in our entire Wanggu City. This temple is not only the palace of our king, but also a temple for the people to worship and sacrifice."

Sure enough, Cui Xingmeng saw dozens of stories of buildings on the nearest Yaotai to the temple, and every floor was bustling with people coming and going.Between the Yao and Taiwan, the wheat boat shuttles back and forth, which is very lively.This kind of liveliness further highlights the desolation and aloofness of the palace pyramid.

"We, Hebo, have been used to living alone for thousands of years. Except for a few personal guards, he rarely receives guests in Wenye Hall. Usually, what he likes most is staring at these two statues in a daze." The high priest seemed He was also infected by the prosperity of Twelve Yaotai, and talked more.

"A king who has lived alone for thousands of years and is used to being cold?!" Yuan Yizhou didn't expect Wen Yuze to be so lifeless in his own country, "Then who is in charge of your daily affairs and the operation of the state machinery?" ? "Yuan Yizhou looked at the Yaotais that were operating in an orderly manner in Mailang, and asked a little puzzled.

"What is a state machine? Why should someone be in charge?" the high priest asked Yuan Yizhou's question without a clue, "We are a country of theocracy and freedom, protected by the eternal He Bo, and the ancient gods Respect sits in the town. Each Yaotai is self-contained. Between Yaotai, the federation is divided. Ask Wenye Hall for major issues, and Yaotai helps each other to discuss and resolve small matters. It has been like this for thousands of years, no need what machine."

It turns out that Qi Yanji, who possesses purple wisdom, still maintains the most primitive and simple social relations, rich material and rich spirit, so that real communism can be realized here.

"Then what's inside the pyramid under this temple? It can't be Wen Yu...He Bo built his own tomb, right?" Cui Xingmeng asked.

The high priest couldn't help but rolled his eyes, endured his contempt, and replied, "For Qi Yanji, who combines politics and religion and pursues spiritual prosperity, death is a very sacred moment. It is a physical sacrifice. The soul returns to the perfection of the sun god, who would want to build such a large tomb to lock up his body and soul."

"If it's not a tomb, then why did you build such a tall pyramid?" Cui Xingmeng obviously felt the high priest's contempt, and asked even more violently than him.

"This is the signal transmission tower for us to talk to God. In the tower are all the sacrificial items paid by the people, and our ancestors live there!" The high priest ignored Cui Xingmeng's arrogance, but his tone and momentum had been compared down.

"Your ancestor? You mean Wuzhiqi?" Cui Xingmeng asked, "That's right, that ancient god is more suitable to live in a tomb... tower that never sees the sun."

"The sun is out of sight? Who said that the sky in our tower is out of sight?" the high priest tried to argue, being turned against by Cui Xingmeng. "If you don't want to rest, I'll take you to the tower to take a look right now. It's rare and strange."

Cui Xing dreamed that the high priest who had come to ignore him all the way, actually took advantage of the aggressive method, so he took advantage of the victory and chased after him, "You don't even have electric lights, and the lighting of a god statue depends on olive oil to reflect the sun's rays. Isn’t it normal that the sun’s light can’t be reflected in, so you can’t see the sun? You high priest is playing tricks on you.”

These few words directly set the high priest on fire, and he stopped eating refreshments. He dragged Cui Xingmeng and the others to insist on leading them into the ladder of the pyramid and showing them the lighting system inside the tower.

Cui Xingmeng pretended to be a gesture, followed the high priest half-pushed, and came to the stairs leading to the underground of the temple behind the statue, and followed the steps to the basement of the temple, which is the top of the pyramid.

It's really much brighter here than expected, not that kind of dazzling light, but just good indoor lighting.Yuan Yizhou found that the light sources for the lighting are all luminous spheres like night pearls, which are regularly embedded on the walls or on both sides of the steps, which are extremely exquisite, low-key and luxurious.

"These are night pearls?" Cui Xingmeng was also amazed by this gorgeous scene.

"What is Ye Mingzhu? How can it be worthy of Qiyanji's imperial palace?!" The high priest looked at Cui Xingmeng's astonishing expression, was very satisfied, and said proudly, "This is the sun jade. The light comes from the sun. A jade ball The stored solar energy is enough to illuminate for a year, so this is our Yonghui Sun Palace!"

It sounds like the principle of solar batteries, which store the solar energy in the daytime for lighting.

"What kind of energy do these sun jades convert light energy into for lighting?" Yuan Yizhou didn't see the battery necessary for photovoltaic power generation, so he was not sure how this sun jade used light energy for lighting.

"These sun jades use light energy and don't need any transformation." The high priest answered the scientific and technological questions straightforwardly. Without a considerable professional background, he couldn't understand them at all. His answer was almost as if he hadn't said anything.

"You mean, these solar jades collect the energy of the sun, without any photothermal, photoelectric or photochemical energy conversion, and are directly used for lighting?!" Yuan Yizhou asked what he thought was the most impossible guess .

"How is it possible to directly use solar radiation for indoor lighting?" Feng Shuhai interjected, "The energy that the sun irradiates on the earth every second is equivalent to 500 million tons of coal, but the energy density is very low. Without collection and transformation, there is no energy at all." Use value."

"That was in the Shiyi period when your technology was backward. The sun could have been able to illuminate, what is impossible?" The high priest regained the initiative, affirmed Yuan Yizhou's guess from the side, and said, "Almost all the energy on the earth All from the sun!"

"The obvious ones are wind energy, water energy, ocean temperature difference energy, wave energy, biomass energy, and even tidal energy; even fossil fuels on the earth, such as coal, oil, and natural gas, are essentially stored since ancient times. Your heat, electricity, and chemical energy are all poor uses of the already perfect solar energy!" The high priest continued to eloquently, with a sense of superiority palpable.