Chapter 521 Race against time
The water in all the bottles has become filthy, black with green, exuding a strange smell.
Lin Qi’s hand holding the lid of the box trembled slightly, but he soon calmed down. He had seen a lot of weird things in the past few months. Although he still couldn’t have a thunderstorm in his heart and a flat lake in his face, he At least it wouldn't be embarrassing enough to make a fuss.
Looking at the five people around him, there was no objection. Lynch randomly selected a bottle from them and held it up under the beating gas lamp.
The interior of the originally crystal clear glass bottle was filled with sludge, and the cool liquid became turbid. A large number of impurities like sand were suspended in the water, as if it had just been pulled out of a quagmire. Turning the angle slightly, the turbid liquid is still green from time to time, which makes people feel sick just looking at it.
Lin Qi gritted his teeth and pulled out the crystal stopper from the bottle. A disgusting rancid smell hit his face, like the smell coming from the filthiest pond.
After enduring the stench and thinking for a while, Lin Qi took the teacup left by others and poured the sewage in the bottle into it. The stench immediately came out of the teacup. The water was still filthy and had not become clean after leaving the bottle. .
Frowning, Lin Qi took the teapot again and poured the tea in. However, as soon as the dark red but clean tea was poured into the bottle, it immediately became as dirty as before.
What's going on?
Several people looked at each other, feeling vaguely uneasy. Only Chairman Ole's voice sounded leisurely:
"Don't really think of it as a medicine box. No matter how similar it looks to a medicine box, its essence is still the same. An ancient memory must be considered from the perspective of a strange object, so no matter what happens that is difficult to explain, it is normal. And don't forget that according to Leviv's description, this thing relies on light. It’s not about letting people drink the potion in the bottle, so there’s no need to worry too much about the changes in the water.”
“But there must be a reason, isn’t it said that strange objects are fixed?”
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Lynch shook the bottle, and the liquid inside was completely the same as what he had just poured out. The stench did not diminish after opening the cap.
“Nothing is fixed, including strange objects. In the science of strange objects, the factors that can affect strange objects are summarized into seven types, which are called the Seven Laws of Disguise.”
I’ve never heard of it at all, and looking at the expressions on Trinleth’s and Nightingale’s faces, they were equally confused.
"It can be distinguished from its disguised type. For example, rupture means it has withstood an external force exceeding the upper limit, and smashing means it has carried an excessive concentration of filth. And I judge that this disguised manifestation now belongs to the fourth type. The specific description is when the environment and internal memories When there are similarities or even overlaps, the divergence occurs in the internal form."
"Hiss..."
One sentence made everyone take a breath of air. The internal memory of Miracle Light is the plague, which means that the plague is imminent.
"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing." The chairman's calm tone quickly calmed everyone down, "If it is a completely unchanged strange object, it is difficult to study it from the outside, and although changes will bring a lot of trouble, they will also The situation that will expose ourselves in the change creates opportunities for us to study, and we can even learn a lot of information from it."
Now Lynch's only thought is to be grateful that he has dragged the chairman into the water, and other things. People apparently think the same thing.
“When you got the strange object yesterday afternoon, because it had been placed inside the Silver Gate and was not affected by the outside world, it always maintained a clean and normal state. The specific time of the change, um... I remember that when the Archbishop opened it early this morning, everything was still normal, right?”
"Yes." Trinleth said, "I picked up a bottle and played with it on the carriage. I was still sighing in my heart. This bottle is very beautiful. It is hard to imagine that such advanced glass-fired technology existed at the end of the Third Age. , but was nearly destroyed in the catastrophe."
"That is to say, the disguised time is the fourteen hours read in depth by Leviv. The span is a bit large, but it can be analyzed using fuzzy analysis... "The chairman twirled his beard and fell into deep thought. He opened his eyes after a few minutes. "Through fuzzy analysis, I have a rough conclusion. The occult plague has not yet fully formed. There is a divine power that has not yet taken effect. The specific outbreak is The time should be within 168 hours, my personal preference is about 130 hours. "
"Huh, can the time be so accurate? "
Lin Qi breathed a sigh of relief. Six or seven days was more time than he thought. He immediately looked at Ms. Nightingale with searching eyes, and found that the old woman's expression had also relaxed. He nodded and said, "The sample should be completed tonight, and the test can start early tomorrow morning." "Test." Lin Qi suddenly slapped his forehead, "If it is the same as the news I brought back, and it is ineffective for people who are already sick, then are the test results still meaningful?"
"Testing is not just about There are two results: effective and ineffective, Lin Qi, we naturally have indicators to judge the effect." The old woman smiled, "If everything goes well, production should start tomorrow afternoon, and the first batch of drugs will be on the road early the day after tomorrow. .”
Archbishop Trinleth also attended the two-day meeting, and asked a little worriedly: "Is there enough time?"
"Absolutely, even if it is calculated as 130 hours, it is barely enough time." Nightinge Er had obviously calculated it countless times and said without thinking, "The plague is not completely synchronous. The theocratic outbreak spreads outward from the Rhine. The outbreak of the plague will also follow this trajectory. Starting from the Rhine, it will spread out in three directions." It will spread to the whole world in five days."
The archbishop pondered: "Then there is hope. With the blessing of the Lord of the Ocean, Shilin, several steamships will be allocated to the route of the New World, back and forth. Ten days should be enough for a round trip, which is barely enough.”
"So the problem now is the worst case scenario. If the medicine is ineffective or something goes wrong in the end, we can only use the insurance measures Lynch found."
Ms. Nightingale sighed, Lynch has just described the whole process of deep reading to everyone, and every detail has not been missed. This allowed Nightingale to have a rough understanding of the effect of the strange object, and explained:
"This is It has rare healing power, and it should be easy to cure ordinary plagues, but it is more troublesome to cure occult plagues. The process is actually completely different from curing ordinary plagues. In comparison, it is closer to the formation of occult plagues. There are two kinds of divine powers, among which the power of light itself has the characteristics of transmission and diffusion, just like the other party uses the communication power of the ancient flicker to spread the power of healing, neutralizing the power of disease with the healing effect, so that The plague can be dissipated at this price..."
"What's the price?" Lynch asked, "Self-sacrifice?"
Ms. Nightingale shook her head slightly and did not answer.
“By the way, I remembered, there is another manifestation.” Seeing a few people fall into silence, Chairman Ole added, “Judging from the degree of its internal disguise, this plague’s The effect is very serious and it is a test in itself.”
Lynch was stunned: "You mean it may not work?"
"No, it is definitely effective, but it is impossible to determine how much it will cost to make it effective."
"I I will study it, after all, it is something left over from our past.”
Ms. Nightingale smiled, holding another bottle filled with sewage and lost in thought.
“Ah, that’s right.” Officer Natalie looked at Nightingale’s movements and her expression suddenly changed, “I also remembered something.”
“Yeah ?”
"I remember you said that the way to prevent the Miracle Light from going out of control is to make sure that one-third of the bottle is filled with clean water before zero time every day."
"Yes, here...fuck you "
Looking at the twenty-four bottles filled with sewage, everyone present fell into deep thought at the same time.
Is there no need for the League of Shadows to take action?
(End of this chapter)