Release that Witch - Chapter 1142
[Chapter 1117 Cursed Light]
Although he designed the laboratory by himself, Roland was still a little shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.
In the underground, which should have been invisible to the naked eye, the road ahead was illuminated by luminous magic stones, and the surrounding stone walls were covered with lead plates of two meters square, forming a regular space the size of a basketball court.
Equal and smooth lead baffles, interlaced straight gaps, cold light sprinkled on them, appearing lifeless.
But just such a room is pregnant with an invisible beauty.
This is the beauty of the industrial age.
“If we fail to win the battle of divine will, hundreds of years later, this place will also become an ancient relic, right?” Roland whispered.
Moreover, it is a ruin with a very different style, which is different from underground civilizations and devils.
The delicate grinding marks on the lead plate are the imprints carved by human beings.
“Perhaps so.” Pasha gently put the two of them down, “But I’ve never believed it like I do now—I believe that human beings will definitely make it to the end.”
“I think so too.” Roland smiled and walked into the laboratory.
The whole room is divided into two areas, the operation area and the observation area – the two are separated by a nearly half-meter-thick concrete partition wall, which is also hung with lead plates.
The glass placed in the center of the wall is specially made by Lucia, and lead oxide is added to the conventional ingredients. Limited by the technical level, although the light transmittance of the lead glass is far from as bright as later generations, it can at least allow people to see the opposite side clearly. Case.
“You are here, Your Majesty.” A main beard protruded from behind the door of the operating area, followed by Celine’s huge body, her appearance was a bit like a horror movie, but the bolts and The ruler quickly weakened this feeling, “I heard Pasha’s notification when I was installing the last lead plate. Have Zoe and the others brought the ancient relic back?”
“It’s in this box.” Roland put the lead box on her main beard, and then walked into the operation area to check it carefully.
“How? This place is completely arranged according to your requirements,” Celine raised her tentacles, “but is it really necessary to do this? If the curse is just a kind of light, ordinary walls will be enough, right?”
“Just in case. If it is what I think it is, the light it emits is not only invisible to the naked eye, but also has a strong penetrating power. Ordinary walls can indeed block it, but at least It needs to be several meters thick.” He turned and looked at the two ancient witches, “So don’t act on your intuition—even if the original carrier has a very high resistance, you must get it before you have a thorough understanding of the nature of the Rubik’s Cube. Test according to the charter.”
Because ionizing radiation can damage the DNA structure of cells, resulting in replication failure, it is most harmful to tissues with fast metabolism.
Organs like the heart and brain, which do not replace once mature, are much more resistant to ionizing radiation.
And judging from the hundreds of years lifespan of the original carrier, the aging cycle is astonishingly long, theoretically speaking, it should also have a certain immunity to radiation.
This is why Roland handed over the test to Celine.
Celine laughed, “You look a bit like the president of the Quest Society. Don’t worry, strict rules have always been the rules of the Quest Society. I won’t be careless.”
Roland nodded, “Then let’s begin.”
The isolation door was closed, and Celine was the only one left in the operating area.
According to the first article of the test regulations, when studying the Rubik’s Cube, the internal and external exits of the laboratory must be closed. Except for the operator, other people can only wait in the observation area.
Through the lead glass, Roland saw Celine open the box and take out the Rubik’s Cube inside.
Just as Sean said, a faint blue light flowed along the cracks in the stones, pointing directly at the coins placed on the test bench.
“Interesting thing,” Celine looked at it for a moment, “this thing is not activated, is it?”
The wall blocked the transmission of the sound. Roland concentrated his mind and also replied with consciousness, “According to Sean, it was still approached by the Earl of Grand Duke Island at close range after it emitted the blue light, so I think it should be just an indicator or something. function.”
“Understood.” Celine grabbed the Rubik’s Cube, and countless tentacles rushed towards it, instantly wrapping it into a ball.
“What… is she doing?” Nightingale asked.
“Perception.” Pasha explained, “The sensitivity of the tentacles is far better than that of human fingers. Not only does it have all the senses of touch, but it can also smell smells. It can remember every bump and texture when it passes over the surface of an object. Concavity. And a magical genius like Celine can directly construct its outline and details in his mind—it’s a pity that this part is described with carrier ideas, and normal people can’t understand it even if they accept it.”
“Could it be that you can see the picture she perceives?” Roland was slightly surprised.
“If she is willing to share.” Pasha stretched out a tentacle and tapped it in front of the glass, “Now the Rubik’s Cube is right in front of my eyes.”
This is really a convenient ability, just like the spiritual network… He used to think that it could only transmit consciousness, but he didn’t expect that it could even share three-dimensional images.
“The length and width of the Ceremony Rubik’s Cube are basically the same, about 15 centimeters. The interior is hollow, and the gaps can be felt. It doesn’t look like a whole.” Celine said suddenly.
“What’s the meaning?”
“It’s a bit like a piece of stone. Wait… I seem to have found the mechanism. UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com”
As soon as the words fell, the entwined tentacles spread out one after another, and a small opening was seen behind the Rubik’s Cube, as if the treasure that had been buried for many years had finally opened its entrance.
“Awesome,” Roland couldn’t help sighing, “I actually figured out the clue so quickly.”
It has been nearly a hundred years since the Rubik’s Cube was lost to the people during the festival, and those who have handled it in the past must have tossed it a lot.
But judging by the records, no one noticed that it wasn’t actually a whole stone.
“I said it’s okay to leave it to her,” Pasha said with a smile, “The magic power cores of those underground civilizations are all patched together by Celine bit by bit from the broken state.”
“Your Majesty, I have an idea.” Celine put the tentacles into the small mouth and probed, “That’s why it reacted to this coin alone. You said that the Rubik’s Cube has been silent for many years. At first I thought it was magic power The problem of exhaustion is like magic stones or sigils. But after you get the real thing, you should have noticed that there is still magic power inside it. So what this thing lacks… Could it be what you said, manufacturing Elements of the Sun’s Radiance?”
“It’s the same as I thought.” Roland raised the corner of his mouth, “You can try to put coins in – but this may activate the Rubik’s Cube, so you have to be prepared for protection.”
“Understood.” Celine moved behind the baffle on one side of the test bench—it was a circular arc-shaped lead block with four small holes in the center for the whiskers to pass through, similar to a giant with observation holes. shield.
After she threw the uranium coin into the Rubik’s Cube, the small opening closed instantly, and at the same time, the light on the top also turned crimson.
You guessed it!
Roland and Nightingale looked at each other, and suddenly became a little excited.
Celine groped for a while, and suddenly, a red light shot out from one end of the Rubik’s Cube and landed on the wall, adding a new color to the cold laboratory.
[End of this Chapter]
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