Muxi Town has entered a state of intense military readiness. Food, arrows, explosives and other supplies are being transported to the military garrison in droves. The sound of drills coming from the training ground continues day and night. Although the residents of the town usually know that,
The Muxi Knights have frequently used troops abroad and have never been defeated, but this is the first time they have seen preparations for such a large-scale war. There is a news among the people that the Knights are going to do something big recently.
The troops were busy training, the farmers were busy farming, and the scholars were busy experimenting. There was only one person in Muxi Town, but he was idle and had nothing to do.
From the defense of Muxi, to the trip to the North Island, to the start of trade, Todd has been busy non-stop for several months. Now, he finally has a rare time to enjoy relaxation and rest.
However, the general leader, who was accustomed to being busy, felt uncomfortable and at a loss once he was free.
Todd went to visit the biochemical factory today, the construction site in Muxi Town tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow he came to the Holy Order Arbitration Tribunal as a guest. As a result, he did not help wherever he went, but caused people to scramble.
The pilgrimage caused the town's originally good operating order to become chaotic.
In desperation, Todd simply stopped wandering around and simply stayed at the Knights headquarters.
One morning, after reviewing the long-backlogged official documents, Todd walked to the garden of the Knights' headquarters and stretched his body in the direction of the sun.
A fierce argument woke him up from his tranquility.
Following the sound to the main hall of the Knights, Todd found the soldier guarding the door lying on the crack of the door looking in at something. He couldn't help frowning and coughing twice.
"Master General!"
The soldier turned his head and saw who it was, and was so frightened that he almost sat down on the ground.
Instructing them not to be nervous, Todd gently pushed open the door of the auditorium.
The knights' assembly hall was built to imitate the church of San Cidro Monastery, with a huge pulpit, hundreds of benches, and a towering Holy Cross. There were no less than a hundred people sitting in the assembly hall, but Todd's appearance did not attract anyone's attention.
eyes, because everyone's attention was focused on the pulpit of the synagogue.
Three huge wooden boards were placed on the high platform in a fan shape, with equations and numbers written on them in charcoal. Seven or eight monks stood in front of the first board, a group of students stood in front of the second board, and a group of students stood in front of the third board.
There was only a man in a white turban in front of the board.
Todd squinted his eyes and looked forward. He knew all the leaders in front of the board. Monk Joe, Ulysses and Kendi were having intense discussions about electric energy and magnetic energy respectively.
There is a glass tank placed on the high platform, with some small magnetic needles and a Tesla parasite inside. As the parasite squirms and lights up, the magnetic needle follows the direction of the movement of the parasite and keeps changing its direction.
"Sir Todd, you have told us the existence of electric energy and magnetic energy. In terms of energy forms, I believe we have reached an agreement. The key now is the relationship between electric energy and magnetic energy. Look at this electrified bug, it can change
The direction of the surrounding magnetic field..."
Todd was a little surprised by Kendi's eloquent talk.
The monks headed by Joe took out the books collected in the monastery and began to refute the claims of the southern pagans: "The book in my hand - The Holy Source of Astrology, was written by Master Ansubalco in 255 A.D.
, which explains the generation of lightning from the perspective of spiritual energy conversion.”
Kendi laughed: "The views of that book, one hundred and thirty years after its publication, have been proved wrong by another book..."
Qiao glanced at the book in his hand and asked doubtfully: "Error? I have never heard of such a thing. Which book is it?"
"Curtis Lionel, a native of the Papal country, wrote a book called Theory of the Origin of the Atmosphere. According to the time of the Church of Heavenly Father, it should have been published in 492 AD."
The monks showed surprised expressions and said in disbelief: "Is there such a work? Why have we never heard of such a scholar?"
Kendi put down the charcoal in his hand and looked at the church painting on the top of the auditorium, his eyes full of regret and sorrow: "Mr. Curtis is a great physicist, astronomer, and mathematician. He completed this book
When he wanted to make his work public, his teachers, friends, and relatives all tried their best to dissuade him from doing so. He chose the former between truth and life. Then, the church ruled him a heretic and imprisoned him for three years.
He executed the burning."
As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the synagogue. The monks and students had different expressions. In the church of the Knights of the Church, hearing a southern pagan talk about a tragedy caused by the church made these people feel mixed.
How to respond.
Kendi continued: "Mr. Curtis's book was banned by the church and cannot be seen in the parish. At that time, a businessman from the Abbasid Empire bought a copy of this book at a high price.
And donated it to the Great Library of Basra. There are too many examples like this. The Church of Heavenly Father and the Orthodox Church put fear above reality. This is also the biggest difference between the religions in the South and the North."
Todd sat in his seat, quietly feeling the silent solemnity in the auditorium, and remembered an evaluation of the medieval Arab Empire by previous academic circles - the light in the dark century, the freezer of human knowledge and civilization.
Todd's ears heard the discussion of scholars again. As the general leader of the Church Knights, he quietly moved back. He did not intend to show up, but chose to leave this pure academic land to those in front of him.
People who still retain the heart of truth.
Back in his small experimental building, Todd had a lot of thoughts. He looked at the experimental equipment in the room, and for a while he thought about Kendi's speech just now, and for a while he thought about the future of the Knights. Wherever his eyes passed, he suddenly saw
Something arrived - Kendi's fossil box.
In exchange for shelter, Kendi deposited the fossils and notes he regarded as treasures with Todd. Although the latter repeatedly emphasized that such a move was meaningless, Kendi still persisted in his approach.
Since there was nothing to do now, Todd simply started studying Kendi's fossils and notes.
The first is the bone fossil. Even though Todd is a layman in archeology, he knows a lot about biology and can vaguely see two things from the fossil: first, this bone does not belong to a human being; second, this fossil
The history may be older than human civilization. Nonsense.
Todd took some samples from the fossils and put them under the microscope. Todd put his eyes up to the eyepiece. At first glance, he thought he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes, then looked up again, and was so surprised that he forgot.
While talking, he saw something familiar in the fossil sample - Sutherland Archaea.
This is impossible.
This was Todd's first thought.
Could it be that the fossils were contaminated with Sutherland bacteria in his laboratory?
In order to test this hypothesis, Todd scraped a second sample from the inside of the fossil and observed it again under the microscope. What made him gasp was that Sutherland Archaea reappeared in the eyepiece.
If it appears on the surface of the fossil, it may be due to environmental pollution. If it appears inside the fossil, the most likely explanation is that the fossil creature in front of you once contained Sutherland archaea in its body.
But a series of problems followed one after another.
How did Sutherland Archaea enter this organism? Is it a natural cause or a man-made cause? What exactly is this organism?
The alchemist Sutherland discovered archaea a thousand years ago, but tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years ago, there were creatures that discovered this bacteria earlier than he did. This is entirely possible. But another kind of
It is speculated that it is simply due to crustal movement that the continental shelf plates shifted, triggering underground magma eruptions and releasing archaea.
Both explanations are plausible.
As for what this creature is, Todd has a way to get a glimpse of it.
The clues are in the notes. Kendi originally excavated fossils near the Sacred Forest and recorded the shape and size of the fossils. Now he only needs to try to make these bone fossils and put them together to know what this creature is.
.
This sounds a bit fanciful, but according to the order, depth, arrangement, and fit of the excavation, it is not very difficult for a biology teacher to piece together the skeleton fossils. But this process is not easy.
Very time consuming.
First, digitally mark and record the location of the fossils excavated from the notes. Then, according to the marked size and shape, use thin wooden boards to cut out similar parts. The final thing to be done is a bit similar to assembling the model, using glue and paste.
Nails secure the parts.
From marking, to making, to assembling, it took Todd a total of 11 hours. Although some bones are still missing, the rough skeleton of the creature has been completed.
"This is the spine."
"This is the tail vertebra."
"This should be the mandible."
"This is the wing membrane bone...well, that's pretty much it..."
Todd looked at the biological skeleton made of wooden boards, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.
From the top of the skull to the end of the tail vertebra, it is about sixty-five meters long, with two thick leg bones like stone pillars, sharp claw bones, short and powerful upper limbs, somewhat similar to the lower jaw of a crocodile head, and a jaw that can reach forty
A seven-meter wingspan...
Todd's eyes widened, he was speechless and the notebook in his hand fell to the ground.
After a long while, he squeezed out a sentence from his throat.