After all, this palace truly belongs to him.
At that mont—
"Master Mang."
Doba once again sowhat boastfully pulled out a new blueprint from his pocket: "This is just the first palace we are building for you, definitely not the last one. One day, Master Mang, your glory will shine throughout the entire cosmos."
"All the billions of creatures within the universe will listen to your words, Master Mang."
"In the future, we will establish this ultimate palace for you, Master Mang. Although it is difficult to achieve in a short ti, I believe the Goblin Civilization will one day reach that point under your leadership, Master Mang."
Doba’s words were full of anticipation for the future, and Mondo, beside him, was scratching his head and giggling.
Only Chen Mang’s smile gradually froze on his face after receiving the blueprint, a flicker of astonishnt unintentionally crossing his eyes.
He...
seed to have seen what this blueprint product would look like.
It looked at least seventy percent similar to the palace he had seen in the "Starfire Civilization," equally massive, also suspended in the cosmos, with even those enormous "columns" being exactly the sa, even the patterns on them were identical.
"..."
Chen Mang stood silently with a blank expression, while Doba, who was originally delighted, noticed this scene and cautiously closed his mouth, unsure of what taboo of Master Mang he had touched.
After a long ti.
He tilted his head towards Ai: "Have you shown Doba the image of that palace?"
"No."
At this point, Ai also realized the seriousness of the issue, quickly shaking his head to explain, "I’m completely unaware of this blueprint matter. Doba never ntioned anything about it to , and I’ve never shown him the image of that palace."
He once again looked at Doba: "Was there any design inspiration or a reference target in your blueprint for this palace?"
"No..." Although Doba wasn’t clear on what had happened, he keenly sensed that sothing seed amiss, shaking his head stiffly and hoarsely said, "No, Master Mang, the palace on the blueprint was discussed and decided by all of us together."
"It is a sufficiently large palace."
"A palace that can ensure brightness deep in the cosmos, regardless of whether there are fixed stars around."
"A palace existing in imagination, which cannot currently be constructed."
"What do these patterns an?"
"That is... the patternification of ancient Goblin language," Doba lowered his head, his voice like a mosquito, "aning ’The eternal god of the cosmos is seated here, inexorable civilization originates from here.’
"All tribes that co here must prostrate."
"Where this palace stands is the center of the universe."
"Those who gaze upward shall endure."
"Those who question shall perish."
"Ti submits here, space contorts here."
"Cause and effect is inscribed here, fate is adjudicated here."
"Past and future converge at this mont."
"All shall return to silence, only this palace is eternal."
It was a little clever ploy of his, to engrave these sentences in ancient Goblin language patternification on Master Mang’s palace, to indicate to other civilizations outside about the relationship between the Goblin Civilization and Master Mang.
Currently, everyone on the train belongs to the "Human Civilization."
Only their Goblin Civilization does not directly belong to the Human Civilization.
This gave him a strong sense of impending crisis.
"..."
After Chen Mang remained silent for a long while, he accepted a tablet from Ai’s hand, captured a part of the patterns from that palace, and handed it to Doba: "Look, is this pattern in your Goblin language?"
Doba took the tablet, a trace of confusion in his eyes: "It is ancient Goblin language, and the phrase ans ’Past and future converge at this mont.’ I thought of this after a long ti, where did you get your Goblin language from, Master Mang, that matches my thoughts so precisely..."
"Headache."
Chen Mang sighed deeply and then patted Doba’s shoulder again: "Well done, I’m going back to sleep now."
The world is too chaotic.
His head aches now.
Doba watched as Chen Mang left, scratching the back of his head in confusion; was it sothing they did wrong?
At this ti.
Pulupulu ca over discontentedly: "Why did you take out the blueprint? I told you, we can’t show it to Master Mang in advance, that way he won’t have a sense of surprise when it’s done."
"That’s called preemptively spoiling the excitent."
"It’s a big taboo in interpersonal relations!"
"I..."
Doba awkwardly whispered: "I saw Master Mang was quite happy at the ti, so I thought I’d make him a bit happier, got a little carried away with the emotions, didn’t know why his mood changed so suddenly."
"What do you think the situation is?"
"I don’t know either, but it definitely has to do with your blueprint, Master Mang’s expression changed after seeing your blueprint, but I think it might be related to the four columns on the front of your palace blueprint, I’ve learned a bit about human civilization these days, humans really dislike the number four, it’s considered unlucky."
"Then five columns?"
"I think nine columns would be better, implying the aning of supre of nines."
"Makes sense."
...
Returning to the interior of the train, Chen Mang sat in a chair.
On the left screen was Doba’s palace blueprint, on the right screen was the Celestial Palace he saw in the cosmos today.
After a long silence.
Ai’s voice ca through from within the train.
"Train Captain, based on that blueprint, I simulated an approximation of what it would look like if built according to the blueprint. This blueprint is overly idealistic, many technological barriers remain unclear in terms of breakthrough thods, but just from appearance, there is a 71% similarity to the Celestial Palace seen today."
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