Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 27 Whispers in a Bottle
At Kraft's insistence, Lucius went out and found two beak masks and several bags of things with different smells.

I have to say that this thing fits Kraft's aesthetics very well.The beak made of brass is connected to the leather headgear, and the eyes are two pieces of impure glass. I don't know what chemical composition makes the lenses a little red.

The breathing opening is at the part of the bird's beak. The design idea should be that the airflow is filtered by the stuffing and then inhaled by the human body.

Now use your invincible memory and recall the self-made gas mask tutorial you watched when you were bored.

Oh, I remembered, I need to add activated carbon to it.So here comes the question again, how is activated carbon produced?

This question completely surpassed Kraft's level of knowledge, poking into the blind spots of knowledge, no matter how powerful the memory is, it cannot be created out of nothing.At this time, it is estimated that we can only survive with the plan of this era.

He watched Lucius stuff the bird's beak like he was making scallion buns.

First, crushed dry plant tubers, spread a layer and cover with sackcloth, and then use a second layer of fibers that resemble dried day lilies.Repeatedly, the contents of several bags are used up, filling the entire beak from the tip of the beak.

It's hard to say how effective it is, but the amount of filter material is really sincere.

Kraft took the prepared headgear, sniffed it with his nose, and was greeted with an extremely strong mixed smell.

The smell is almost incense, mixed with a cool breath of mint, as well as spicy and stimulating ingredients comparable to chili seeds, and the rest of the less obvious ones cannot be distinguished.

"Lucius, have you ever used this before?" Kraft put it on his head, a very classic image of a bird-beaked doctor in black robe and black hood.

The other world part of the soul likes this mysterious image very much, but unfortunately the prices of such handicrafts on the Internet have always been high, and there is no occasion for him to wear it out for cosplay. Today is an accidental dream come true.

The wearing experience is almost the same as imagined. It is very difficult to breathe in the mask filled with a large amount of filter material. It is as difficult as wearing several layers of masks, which is stuffy and uncomfortable.

During the plague, doctors would wear such masks to continue their work.The real effect of layers of barriers of spices and herbs is not counted, but at least it gives considerable psychological comfort.

However, the accompanying death also makes people associate it with crows and misfortune.The doctor did not try to correct this misunderstanding, perhaps because of disdain, or perhaps because of the deep-rooted and unshakable prejudice brought about by the fear of death.

In Kraft's impression, his grandfather told him about the latest plague. More than ten years have passed, and the only place where the beak mask exists is the warehouse of the medical school.

As Lucius stuffed his own mask, he replied, "No, it was all taught to me by my mentor. He is very concerned about this, and these two masks are also his collection."

"Be a little careful. These two masks have special meaning to the mentor. He said that he used these two masks in the plague more than ten years ago." Seeing Kraft walking around the room wearing a mask, Almost poked on the wall, he issued a warning.

"Ah, sorry." Kraft put his hand over the bird's beak and stood against the wall.The two pieces of red glass around the eyes are of poor quality, with uneven thickness and granular impurities inside.Coupled with poor breathing, people are a little dizzy and their sense of direction is greatly weakened.

"It's okay, this thing is so well maintained, no one would think that it's been a few years." Lucius also put on the mask, put the bird's beak in the correct position, and picked up the box, "So let's go to the laboratory now? It’s better to keep it there for safety.”

"Two more pairs of leather gloves."

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With some worries about the effect of the mask, Kraft followed Lucius to the so-called "secret" laboratory.

In the meantime, there is another journey with nine bends and eighteen bends.The two turned from the professor's work room on the third floor back to a deserted utility room in the depths of the first floor.

Unused bookshelves, tables and chairs with missing arms and legs are quietly moldy and dusty here. I don’t know which designer with a brain has put the entrance to the cellar in this room.

It is similar to the cellar of Wood's Castle. When a wooden board with an iron ring is uncovered, there is a downward step leading directly to the dark underground space.

Lucius, who was walking in front, handed the box to Kraft, and walked ahead holding a candlestick.Holding his hand on the wall, he carefully walked down the uneven steps.

The depth of this cellar is no more than two meters, and more than a dozen steps are within the range of candlelight.Lucius stopped on the last step and extended the candlestick into the cellar, illuminating the old barrels and boxes inside.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the candle was still bright, he waved to Kraft, who was still adjusting the position of the eye glass, signaling that he could come down.

After moving away several empty wooden boxes against the wall, a locked wooden door appeared in front of the two of them.

It seems that the secret laboratory is not very secret, but normally no one will come here.If an idler visits, it is difficult to notice that there are traces of boxes being dragged in this abandoned cellar.

With a "click", Lucius unlocked the lock hanging on the door, took off the chain belt key and put it in his pocket.Kraft took two steps back, in case something unexpected happens, he can still serve as insurance.

With the opening of the wooden door, which was like a scourge in Kraft's eyes, this mysterious laboratory was unreservedly displayed in front of them.

It's about a dozen square meters in size, shorter than the cellar, and you can reach the top with your hands.However, in such a storage room-sized space, two tables, a wooden shelf and several small iron cages are stuffed in. If the stool under the table is dragged out, people will have no room to move around, and things can only be stored in the wall closet.

Kraft was holding the door frame at the door, ready to hold his breath and pull people out at any time.

Lucius put the candlestick on the table and opened the closet with thick leather gloves.The closet carved out between the stone bricks has a three-story structure from top to bottom, and the lower two floors have been filled with clay pots, wooden boxes, metal boxes, and various small tools.

On the third floor, which was left alone, only a small glass bottle was placed, and the color could not be seen with red lenses.The cylindrical bottle body is regular and transparent, and the bottle mouth is closed with a wooden stopper.

The light from the candlestick passed through the transparent bottle, casting a clean light and shadow onto the wall and Kraft's face. The quality of the glass bottle was obviously much better than the mask's lenses.

There is indeed a light layer of opaque black liquid at the bottom of the bottle, and the texture is a bit viscous and heavy.

Lucius put it in front of his eyes and observed it carefully for a while, then picked up the candlestick again, tilted it slightly, let the melted wax drip onto the mouth of the bottle, and turned the bottle to solidify it into a circle.

He turned and pointed the bottle toward Kraft, demonstrating a good seal.

"That's absolutely fine." He held the bottle under the metal beak and made a gesture of sniffing, "Look, there's no need to worry so much."

It does seem to be fine.Kraft walked into the room, put the case on the table, took the bottle from him, and brought it to the mirror.

The liquid flows slowly with the shaking of the bottle, giving it an oily feel.The surface of the liquid is slightly convex, and there is no wall hanging. When it is tilted, it will become small droplets, which look like black mercury.

Kraft is sure that he has never seen such a thing, and he does not know how Professor Kalman's mentor extracted it from a human body.It's impossible to use the corpse to refine oil, right?
Looking at the flowing liquid, curiosity arose spontaneously. He felt the desire to study it, and wanted to find some mice or any other experimental animals to try.

I want to see what effect they will have after they come into contact with the black liquid, and I want to know what the "inhibition" the professor said is what it is.

It is not a thin layer of material, but the future of medicine, a black starry sky, and an unexplored trench in the deep sea, which arouses the primitive desire of human beings to explore, to know what is and why.

These black liquids make people feel that it should not be in the bottle, but should be used in large quantities, in contact with biological tissues, so that people can learn more about it.

He felt a little anxious and understood why Lucius was so excited to continue the experiment, because he also had the same mood and wanted to formulate a plan and start working immediately.

I want to skip the experimental animal link directly and verify the mechanism of its function in the human body.He has more detailed and advanced examination methods, and he can do better than teaching them, instead of being limited to counting the heartbeat and breathing of the intake person after he fell asleep.

He even wanted to drink it directly like Professor Kallman and Lucius did, just a little bit, to experience the feeling for himself.

That must be more direct and effective than any experiment, and it can also satisfy the increasingly urgent desire to explore, the desire to contact it and understand it...

"Ok?"

Kraft made a puzzled sound, he couldn't understand why he thought so.Years of safety education have never faded in his mind, and countless typical negative cases are still vivid in his mind.

Why would you really want to take a sip?Even if it was diluted, Lucius and the professor had tried it before, so he shouldn't want to try this unknown liquid that came from nowhere in the human body.

Quickly recalling how this idea came about, Kraft quickly found its root—the kind of curiosity that suddenly appeared when he took the bottle, and then gradually increased in the process of careful observation, and then became Became want to use it on animals.

Developing along this line, in just a short while, the idea of ​​wanting to drink this liquid in person was born.

It is persuading itself—the most active part of consciousness has reached a conclusion, and without complex logical thinking, it naturally stuffs the answer into Kraft's brain, does not give him a chance to choose, and does not bother to tell him where the answer comes from come.

Like the confusing science questions in high school, there is an "easy proof" below, which jumps to the final data in one step.And the subconscious mind understands everything for granted after knowing the answer it never thought of before.

The chill of fear climbed from the tailbone all the way up, and crawled all over the body along the back. I don't know whether it came from the weird answer, or the fear of where the answer came from.Maybe a little bit of both.

It is persuading itself?In your own head, with your own voice masquerading as your own thoughts.What is it... a living thing?
(End of this chapter)