Chapter 47 Crystal

The construction of the camp should be done slowly. Although Gawain has written a lot of systems and plans, and even has a draft plan for the next expansion and improvement of the camp to become a permanent residence, these things will not happen overnight. Achievable - Considering the knowledge level of most people in this era, the literacy rate of commoners and serfs is zero, knights can only do basic reading and writing, and family-trained warriors (non-serf soldiers) can only write clearly their own. Names and figuring out numbers within 100, so the advancement of many things must be done slowly.

What's more, there is no manpower here, and the current Cecil collar can't support many manpower.

Deeply aware of this fact, Gawain returned to his tent and sat at the desk.

This desk can be said to be one of the few finished furniture pieces brought by the team from Tanzania. It will take some time for the carpenters to use the wood obtained from the western forest to make the first batch of furniture - the furniture maker The wood can't be too improvised like a simple prefab house, so having a table is the greatest benefit of Gawain as the lord of this place.

On the desk is a large pile of paper, which is slightly messy. The paper is full of various things: construction plans, material statistics, sketches of the camp, and a rough future construction plan, including walls, docks, residential areas. , production areas, arable land, etc. are all lined up on it, with ink, dip pens, pencils and a wooden ruler on one side of the desk, and an amber lying on the other side of the desk.

Gawain stepped forward and took Amber by the collar and slipped her aside. The half-elf girl hadn't woken up when she was picked up, but she exclaimed as soon as she was half-heeled, and then disappeared into a shadow. Gao Wen's hand, and re-condensed his body not far away.

"You scared me!!" Amber woke up, staring at Gawain with anger, "I thought there was an earthquake!"

Gawain looked at this guy and felt annoyed and funny: "I asked you to look at the things in the tent, so you just watch the door?"

Amber's face was righteous: "I'll throw my whole body on your ghosts, okay!"

Gao Wen glanced down at the table, then glanced at Amber: "You're still drooling on it?!"

"Who can control you when you're asleep," Amber muttered, and then watched Gawain sit down at the desk curiously, rubbed a couple of times and leaned over again, "What are you doing? I'm going to start painting you again. Ghost painting?"

"This is not a ghost drawing, it is a plan, a regulation, a construction drawing," Gawain said, giving the half-elf a headache, "These things are the basics of the camp—that's why I let you watch it."

Amber picked up a piece of paper with symbols and numbers, looked at it for a long time, and pouted: "What a mess, I can't understand it at all."

Gawain looked at the other party helplessly: "You took it the other way around."

Amber looked innocent: "I've never seen any of these drawings, it's more difficult than magic formulas, how can I figure out the pros and cons!"

"So you need to learn, knowledge is a very important thing." Gao Wen sighed, and he was not surprised that Amber couldn't understand these things: a little thief, who had never received an orthodox education since he was a child, and was completely under the control of his adoptive father. The master has taught her a set of skills of stealing chickens and dogs, coupled with her unexplainable shadow affinity talent, she is enough to wander and take risks in this world. For her, learning culture has neither this condition nor This is necessary, so Amber's cultural level can only achieve basic reading and writing, and the drawings he draws not only have a bunch of strange nouns, but also carry various data and shorthand marks, this thing is thrown to Hetty I'm afraid the other party is also confused...

Thinking of Hetty, Gawain looked into Amber's eyes: "I asked you to learn more from Rebecca or Hetty in your spare time. It seems that you didn't take it to heart at all."

"That's boring, and I don't like dealing with nobles,

Amber rolled her eyes, "Besides, your great beauty Zeng Zeng... The great-granddaughter is so busy, how can she take care of me." Rebecca is more leisurely, but she always wants to throw me with a big fireball. "

Gawain looked at the other party with a half-smile but not a smile: "I don't like to deal with nobles - but I think you are quite open when dealing with me."

Amber told the truth: "I always feel that you are not like a noble..."

"You are also very different from the elf in my impression." Gawain said, and began to organize and gather the papers in front of him. At the same time, he took out the crystals and spread them out on the table one by one.

Amber muttered: "I'm a half-elf, and I was picked up by humans. How can I know what a serious elf is... eh? You don't write anything today? You want to study these stones?"

After confirming that these crystals have no magic power and that Gawain does not intend to sell them for money, these things were downgraded from crystals to stones in Amber Eyes.

Gawain looked at the half-elf with a bit of a headache: "I would be grateful if you could be quiet for a while."

Amber: "Cut, it doesn't make any sense at all, just study your stone."

As she said that, her body disappeared gradually as if it had melted into the air, but through the weak perception of her breath, Gawain could be sure that this guy was still standing there, and was continuing to stare at him curiously.

Forget it, as long as she can stop BB, let her go.

Gawain focused his attention on the crystal in front of him.

For some time, research on these crystals can be said to be no progress.

He took out the crystal more than once on the way and observed it carefully. When he was in Tanzania, he also asked Hetty to use the magic resonance method to try to explore the inside of the crystal, but there was no progress, especially the magic resonance-Hetty admitted that these crystals were fundamentally different from Magic items have nothing to do with it, and when the magic power acts on them, there is no ripple at all, just like facing a stone.

But seven hundred years ago, Gawain Cecil kept a precious treasure in the Mithril safe, and also purchased crystals for permanent preservation in the Mithril treasury. Could it be some unremarkable stone?

Gawain can only boldly assume that these crystals are definitely special, but their speciality is not magical.

Or that modern theories of magic can't explain them.

He put aside the apparently fragmented crystals and picked up the whole one.

Those broken crystals have exposed part of the inner crystal structure, but it is difficult to observe accurately with the naked eye. When Hetty's magic laboratory is built, after the crystal resonator is built, you can try to check it from the aspect of physical structure. Complete... It makes people not afraid to toss with confidence.

God knows if the crystal resonator will destroy some kind of "information" inside the crystal.

He held up the crystal and observed it through the light.

On the crystal ridgeline, you can see the light cruising, and as the angle of incidence is changed, each side and each line of it presents a variety of different colors and light structures.

This is a crystal of extremely precise geometric shape, and its processing technology should be very superb, and when testing with those broken crystals, Gawain has verified that these crystals have amazing strength - extremely hard and not like ordinary ones. Fragile crystals are so fragile that they can even scratch a mithril bar with ease, with no wear on the tip.

This made him wonder how the four crystal shards broke into that.

After observing the sunlight for a while, Gawain tried to cut his finger again, and smeared a little blood on the crystal surface before the wound healed itself.

Of course, it's useless.

I vaguely seem to hear the sound of a half-elf smirking...

After shielding the amber, Gawain held the crystal and fell into contemplation, thinking that there are more and more things in this world that he can't understand - crystals of unknown origin, memories that disappeared inexplicably, suspected gas giant planets, but The "sun" whose properties are very different from normal gas giant planets, and those "monitoring satellites" that should still be hanging in the sky, their purpose and origin are unknown...

Just as his thoughts spread to the "monitoring satellite", he suddenly felt a little heat coming from his hand.

At first he thought it was an illusion, but then the crystal trembled slightly, and the light blue light in its core also lit up slightly.

Heat, tremor, and light, these three points together cannot be an illusion.

Gawain looked at the crystal in astonishment, but before he could pick up the pen to record the changes in the crystal, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind——

It was said to be a voice, but it was more like information pouring directly into the spiritual world, and he "heared" its content:

"Mind frequency reset, reconnecting."

Immediately afterwards, he felt a trance in his consciousness.

It was as if something abruptly intervened in his thoughts, and some "data streams" that did not belong to him came in, but that data stream was not an intruder, because after a short period of astonishment, he was stunned by it. An inexplicable sense of familiarity.

These "familiar data flows" quickly produce corresponding clear things in the mind.

Some images began to appear in his mind.

It was a view looking down at the earth from a high altitude.

In the first instant, what appeared in Gawain's mind was neither surprise nor consternation, but a lie.

"Damn it, am I going to heaven again?!"

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead immediately.

But soon he found that the situation was not what he imagined, he was still sitting in the chair, his soul did not leave the body and was pulled back to the sky as a geostationary satellite, all his perceptions were still normal, and his body was controlled Ziru is just an extra picture in his mind.

This made him settle down a lot in an instant, and then he became excited and focused on the picture in his mind.

Only then did he notice that there was a big anomaly in the picture, and it was not what he was familiar with at all.

The picture became blurry, and as if a layer of filters had been added, it showed a strange color distribution, smeared into a clump like an image formed by a thermal imager, and can only roughly judge such as mountains, forests, and rivers. structure, and this fuzzy and weird picture is also limited to a small range.

It was on the north side of the Dark Mountains, the periphery of the New Cecil territory. From above, you could vaguely see the Whitewater River, the western forest, and even a little shadow of the camp.

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