Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 996 - 597: Divine Revelation 5,000 Miles Away

Chapter 996: Chapter 597: Divine Revelation 5,000 Miles Away

The temple was broad and bright, with the divine statue shining with golden light. Divine runes were engraved on the walls, and divine flags were raised high on the ceiling. The king sat cross-legged, sitting high under the divine statue, with everyone bowing their heads, listening to the teachings of the divine revelation.

"Breeding means selecting stable and advantageous divine traits (alleles) from generations of seeds. These advantageous traits in corn manifest as bearing more fruit, shorter stalks that are less prone to lodging, less disease, and reduced yield loss when rainfall is insufficient..."

"The beneficial divine traits for planting must be accumulated over generations. From the superior corn, select good seeds, cultivate them in small patches of land, harvest, select seeds, and repeat the process. This patch of land is best isolated in a lake, separated from other cornfields. This ensures the stability of the divine trait transmission... The breeding process needs to continue for a long time, ten years, several decades, even a hundred years. When there are enough advantageous traits, further hybridization can lead to special breakthroughs..."

"In fact, three thousand years ago, during the Olmec Era, the corn they planted produced ears much smaller than those cultivated by the current alliance and states. At that time, corn yields were also less than they are now. At the beginning of the first era, the initial corn was slowly domesticated from fruitful grasses by the ancestors thousands upon thousands of years ago!..."

Upon hearing this, everyone present exchanged glances, their expressions changing. They knew that in ancient mythology, corn was a gift from all gods. If anyone else dared to speak such disrespectful words about the divine, the consequences would be...

"Ahem. Of course, the initial corn was also a divine revelation granted to the ancestors by the Chief Divine!"

Xiulote lightly coughed, quickly added a sentence. Then, with a serious expression, he gazed at the priests and trusted aides present, and spoke earnestly.

"You must remember! The pairs of divine traits of light and dark exist within all things. They can accumulate and be selected, leading to different directions, and causing all things to undergo different changes. The divine created all things, bestowing only the initial divine traits. As all things continue to reproduce, the divine traits of light and dark are born and die, and changes also occur! This change can also be called evolution..."

"Four eras cycle through birth and death, and every era’s all things are different. Breeding is about mastering the divine traits of light and dark! What we need to do is to let humans choose the direction of changes in all things and make these changes meet our needs!"

After the speech, the temple was silent. Only the soft sound of the priests recording on grass paper, and the long wind blowing through the divine curtain, could be heard. All the teachings were under the watchful eyes of the Chief Divine. And what is called divine revelation, is to enlighten all living beings in the name of the divine!

"...The divine created all things, bestowing the initial divine traits. All things reproduce, the divine traits of light and dark are born and die, changing in different directions..."

Maya merchant Tikalo muttered to himself, his eyes flickering with the light of wisdom. He couldn’t help reaching out and touching his elongated and divine head, feeling the smooth and unimpeded touch, a unique feature of the wise.

"Divine traits of light and dark, evolution and selection..."

Tikalo silently pondered, comprehending a certain mystery contained in His Highness’s words. His keen intuition repeatedly reminded him that behind His Highness’s description, there must be an extraordinarily complex and all-encompassing grand system.

"This feeling is like the base-twenty multiplication table inherited over thousands of years, or bits and pieces of astronomy and constellations... yet, I wonder what glorious feats the ancestors of the City of the Gods accomplished with these thousands of years ago?... Ah! His Highness, His Highness must be the same! He looks at the towering Tree of Life but can only describe fragments of branches and leaves, struggling to explain to us..."

Thinking of this, a strong sense of greed and desire appeared in Tikalo’s eyes, the instinctual pursuit of mysterious knowledge by the ancient Mayan nobles. He couldn’t help lowering his head, quietly clenching his fists.

"...Ah! That’s the mystery of the divine! If I were the one receiving the divine revelation and seeing the Tree of Life... how wonderful that would be!..."

Two steps away, the old militia Chiwaco stood in the corner, with his head bowed, adopting a respectful stance. He smirked with an old face, grumbling in his heart.

"...Ha! Wild pigs farting all over the ground. His Majesty is spouting nonsense again. I’ve been farming all my life and have never touched any divine traits..."

"???..."

Beside the old militia, Huitu Puapu looked utterly bewildered, like a sleepwalker. He heard Your Majesty’s words and understood every word, but strung together, they were like the priests’ summoning spells, only ghosts could understand.

Xiulote glanced around at everyone, looking at those lost in deep thought or blankly staring expressions, and touched his smooth chin. After thinking for a moment, he slightly tilted his head and pointed out with his hand.

"Chiwaco, you are the one most skilled in planting among everyone. Did you understand what I just said about breeding?"

"Ah!... uh, this!..."

Being singled out, Chiwaco trembled all over, shocked, almost believing His Majesty could read minds. He stammered cautiously in response.

"Your Majesty, I don’t understand that... divine trait. I only know how to dig holes and plant. Uh, choosing good, plump seeds while planting is necessary. As for the rest... uh... during tasseling, it’s best if there’s wind. Too much rain or drought can lead to fewer kernels or bald tops..."

"Hmm?... Let me think. Right! The pollination of corn relies on the wind... Its divine trait transmission depends on the wind’s force, transferring from the male flower to the female flower. Of course, it can also be done by manual pollination, with just a touch on the stigma..."

Xiulote thought for a moment, and then added a few sentences. He spoke whatever came to mind, regardless of whether he remembered correctly, pouring it all out to the priests. Finally, he used a charcoal pen to draw the structure of a flower on a wooden board, describing some plant physiological knowledge.

"...Flowering results, the transmission of divine traits of light and dark. These flowers are divided into male and female flowers, stamens and pistils. The transmitted divine traits of light and dark are nurtured between the stamen and pistil. Typically, each contains half. The stamen produces pollen, which falls onto the pistil’s style, akin to male and female reproduction, forming offspring... Oh, right! The process of male and female harmony is similar, with each contributing half of the divine traits of light and dark, combining to create the origin seed of life, then developing into a new fetus..."

The priests lowered their heads again, noting down the king’s sketches. Everyone was meticulous and respectful, as if recording divine symbols.

Not until the setting sun inclined to the west, and torches were lit in the temple, did Xiulote wave his hand to let the priests and trusted aides leave. Then, he curled his lips, looking at the old militia Chiwaco, the Gray Soil Noble Puap, and the Mayan merchant Tikalo, softly smiling.

"The Chief Divine bears witness! I summoned you here from a thousand miles away for a critically important divine enlightenment!"

Hearing this, the old militia felt a chill run through his body. An ominous premonition swept over him, like clouds blocking all the sunlight. However, His Majesty remained sunny and warm in his smile.

"That divine revelation is a bit distant... approximately in the east, hmm, five thousand miles away..."