Those experimental records are proof of Gao Wen’s "Earth experience" and "this world" when the rules are run-in. He bound them into a book, encrypted in Chinese, and regarded it as a secret that he did not declare.

Almost eight cds failed in all experimental records.

This means that although the world seems to be very livable, the natural environment seems to be somewhat similar to the earth, but it is completely different from the earth in deep rules. It is a kind of high-text completely unfamiliar. Order, in this strange order, all kinds of supernatural forces, including magic, occupy a very important weight.

No, perhaps they shouldn't be called supernatural powers. In this world, it is a natural force to swear by the fireballs and shouting gods.

But Gao Wen did not really choose to wash and sleep. On the contrary, this incredible world made him fight.

He believes that all laws have methods of interpretation. Everything should have deep rules. People should fear nature, but they should not stop at nature because of the fear of nature. Since the world has real powers, then Extraordinary power is studied as a practical thing, just like the wind and lightning of the hometown world, and the gravitational pull. The so-called magic power here is only part of the natural cycle. His "earth experience" is not useful. But his way of thinking - the way of thinking tempered in the information explosion era, is it better than the old aristocrats and pedantic scholars who are bound by medieval life?

What's more, not all experience is not useful.

Gao Wen picked up two transparent lenses placed in the corner of the table. This is cheap artificial crystal (this kind of cheap is only relative to the natural magic spar). The most skilled craftsmen in Tanzan town polished for two days before they took it. They are polished to a convex lens and a concave lens in accordance with Gao Wen's requirements. Gao Wen held the two lenses in front and behind, constantly adjusting the position until the clear image appeared in his own eyes.

Although the speed of light cannot be measured, at the very least, light still follows the rules he is familiar with during the propagation process.

At least the telescope can be made - an "eagle eye" that is cheap and can be extended to civilians.

As long as the cost of artificial crystals is further reduced and the inefficiency of manual grinding is solved.

In addition to optical phenomena, the ability of waterwheels to operate is also proof of one thing: in this world, although the basic laws of the microscopic field may be different from the earth, some intuitive, macroscopic laws of physics and the earth should not be too Great difference.

So many things can still be done.

After writing an entry about the telescope in his memo, Gao Wen made a long yawn, only to notice that the outside was completely quiet: the night had already arrived, and it was time to sleep.

Gao Wen’s ear is very spiritual. He can hear the slight snoring and the sound of the dream come from nearby. It is Betty and Amber sleeping next door. Listening to the amber who did not forget to make a fortune in his sleep, he couldn’t help but smile and smile.

At this time, I really should wash and sleep.

As the night darkens, the last light in the camp is extinguished, and the darkness of the darkness is shrouded. Just like the legendary night lady who sheltered the dreamer, Gao Wen tried to empty his thoughts and slowly fell asleep.

And only when everything is in the dark, some glimmers that would have been ignored by everyone will have an opportunity to emerge: at the desk of Gaowen, some extremely subtle light slowly emerges, the glimmer From the large basket next to the desk, the pile of waste that came out when Amber burned "cement".

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In the camp after the night, some people are still awake – not the “workers” of the “Cesil Steel Factory”, although Gao Wen changed the name to the blacksmith and gave the old blacksmith some new production systems. The information, but at the current stage where all the infrastructure is not perfect, even the power lighting is not available, no one shifts in any work shed in the camp - the awake people are those loyal warriors who are worthy of the night.

In the middle of the night, the militiamen walked over the trails burning in the brazier and crossed the squadrons at various places. A group of militiamen passed through the stacking area in the south of the camp and came to an outside of the camp, independent of all facilities. In front of the tent, the team leader was a middle-aged warrior with a slap in the face. He and the comrades in the shift confirmed the password and identification tokens, and then looked at the tent with a playful expression: "What about sleeping?"

"Crap, a stone can dry up besides sleeping?" The captain who is going to rest shrugs. "I really don't know what it is for us to guard here, a stone ball. There is no movement for so many days, Herti." The lady also gave it various spells every day to stimulate, and did not see any effect..."

"Let's say a few words," reminded the captain of the shifting class. "This is the decision of the Duke's adult. He ordered to keep this thing. Do you have any opinion?"

"Of course there is no opinion, of course, no opinion," the opposite person replied quickly, then looked down at the exquisite and full of magical equipment on his body. "I have to thank the Duke, I have never thought about my life." Can use this kind of good thing, there is the illusion that he has become a knight..."

"You don't want to be when this thing comes in handy." The captain who came to change the shift patted his shoulder. "Go back and rest."

The yawning comrades left, and the squad leader who took the hustle and bustle took the warnings of the four soldiers with him. Two soldiers were left standing at the door, and he himself opened the curtain of the tent and walked into the tent.

The "stone ball" about one meter in diameter is quietly staying in the middle of the tent: a pit is dug in the ground below it to ensure that the stone ball can be kept in the ground while standing around it. Several large wooden stakes were piled up. The original hemp rope between the piles was replaced with ropes mixed with magic threads. The magic threads in those ropes were slightly fluorescent in the night, but the main function was a psychological comfort. .

In addition, there are several wooden shelves and a desk in the tent, some magic spar and alchemy potions are placed on the shelf, and some scribbled manuscripts are pressed on the desk with paperweight. These things ordinary soldiers can not touch: they are the research notes left by Herti.

Unfortunately, there is no progress on those research notes.

"This thing is really a little change," a soldier walked around the stone ball. He restrained the death impulse of hitting the stone ball with his long gun in his hand, and groaned in his mouth. It is the relic of the ancient Gangyan Empire, and it is thought to be more powerful."

The squad leader took the soldier's head and said: "Don't talk nonsense, check carefully if there is any crack on the surface, if there is any moving position, you will go out first after checking. After half an hour, come in and change the shift with me."

The soldiers began to check indecently, and the captain was free to look at the furnishings in the tent, but just as his vision shifted from the stone ball, there was a sense of contact with the static electricity. He spread on his skin and raised some of his hair roots.

It is not a leisurely generation who can survive from the catastrophe in Cecil on the same day. Even if it is a militia captain, it is also a probationary knight who is in the territory of other nobles. The middle-aged soldier who keeps the shackles is instantly alert. Press one hand on the long sword at the waist and pull out half: "There is a situation!"

However, in the next second, the "touch inductance" of the hair was gone, and the two soldiers were nervous after holding the spear for a long time. One of them looked at his captain: "Hey... you are too Are you nervous?"

"No, I did feel it just..." The captain himself was confused. He explained, but when he said half of it, he noticed that the magical glow of the original enchanted breastplate of one of the soldiers did not know. It has already been extinguished, "Rock! Your breastplate!"

The soldier named Locke looked down and suddenly whispered: "Ah!"

But he just exclaimed, the enchanted breastplate that had been dimmed was restored to normal, and a layer of extremely dim magical halo covered the armor, as if nothing had happened.

Then, the same change occurred in the breastplate of another soldier: first, extinguished, then resumed, and the captain saw the long sword in his hand lost the enchantment in a short time.

He will completely pull out the long sword that has already been pulled out halfway: "Seduce! Slowly withdraw, this place..."

When he didn't finish his words, a strange power was uploaded from the sword, as if there were an invisible hand squatting, and the enchanted soldier's sword from the ancient Gangster Empire was slammed into the center of the tent. In the direction of the ball, the captain instinctively resisted this force and exclaimed: "Go and call! This ball has a problem!"

The soldier named Locke immediately rushed to the door, but he had just ran halfway, and a huge force was uploaded from his armor - strictly speaking, this force was dragging his armor. He was dragged directly by this powerful attraction, hitting the fences and ropes around the sphere, and then the whole person was firmly sucked on the "stone ball".

Locke struggled in horror, trying to get rid of the armor and get rid of it. However, the strong attraction made the armor's locks fit together. He tried not to break free. On the other side, the captain also felt that the attraction of the sword was getting stronger and stronger. He finally couldn't hold his weapon. The latter immediately came out, and a whistle sounded in the air. Finally, a "jingle" sound posted. At the top of the "stone ball".

The tip of the sword and the soldier's head are only half a slap in the palm.

Locke rolled his eyes and glanced at the sword above his head. He finally shouted with a scorpion: "The stone ball is alive!! There is a situation!!"

His shouts spread almost half of the camp...

The captain who lost the weapon looked at his empty right hand and looked up and confronted another soldier in the tent.

The armor on his own body was not sucked away, and the remaining soldier was simply not sucked.

This "stone ball" is also picking up when sucking things?