Taran El, an outstanding elven scholar, an expert in mathematics, mechanics, and natural history, is the recipient of four lifetime honors awarded by the Academy of Truth.
A man who studies hard, a man who works diligently, a man who can stay up all night in the laboratory, a man who makes Lucrecia worry about whether he will die suddenly at the research site. Now, this knowledgeable scholar announced in front of everyone that he was helpless against the geometric light body that fell from the sky.
Lucrecia raised her head, her gaze passed the crystal ball in front of her and fell on the opposite window. A magnificent light was spreading from that direction. Even though it was midnight, the entire sea area still seemed to be bathed in "sunshine", and among the light, the luminous geometric body like a hill was still floating quietly above the sea, and its flat wall of light was like a steep cliff, stretching between the sky and the sea.
Another small boat crossed the sea filled with light and headed towards the glowing geometric shape, ready to pick up the research team that had completed their rotation mission near the "stone ball". Lucrecia sighed, withdrew her gaze from the window, and looked at the table next to her - a strange-looking, gray sphere was placed on the shelf on the table.
The surface of the sphere is as rough as rock, with strange undulating and irregular patterns all over it. It is not good-looking, but is filled with an indescribable sense of mystery.
In the center of the huge geometric light body floating on the sea was a strange "stone ball" with a diameter of ten meters, and what Lucrecia saw before her eyes was a miniature and exact replica of the stone ball. It was almost the only "result" after so many years of research by a large group of experts and scholars.
"Master Taran El has now returned to Breeze Harbor to rest. Strictly speaking, he was 'kidnapped' back to Breeze Harbor by his students," Lucrecia shook her head and said to her brother on the other side of the crystal ball, "If he doesn't rest, he will probably die suddenly outside - for an elf, dying suddenly at the age of 500 is really too young.
"When he left, he seemed very frustrated because this "fallen object" was beyond our understanding. Whether it was the glowing area around it or the nature of the sphere in the center, it was a mystery to us.
"The researchers scraped some samples from the 'stone ball', but the analysis results showed that they seemed to be just fine stone powder. There was no progress in the exploration of the interior of the stone ball - all means were ineffective, including supernatural powers. It seemed that the thing was wrapped in a dense 'shell', hiding all its secrets. At least until now, we have not made up our minds to conduct destructive... 'tests' on it."
"After all this time, we have only reached one consensus, that is... this huge geometric light body is indeed something that fell off the rune ring around Vision 001. This is the conclusion given by the "Tower" at Breeze Harbor. They carefully observed the gap on the edge of Vision 001 and found that the missing part coincides with the "geometric light body."
Lucrecia said a lot in one breath. It was obvious that she had accumulated a lot of annoyance during this period. Tirian was a good listener. He did not interrupt his sister when she was talking. He spoke slowly until Lucrecia finished speaking: "Has it been confirmed that it was a part that fell off from Anomaly 001... Lucy, father had warned the Four Gods Church about this before. He said that the "Sun" might be declining."
"I heard about this incident," Lucrecia nodded gently. "No one dared to ignore the warning from Captain Duncan, although most people's first reaction after hearing this warning was tension and fear about the Lost Homeland..."
Tirian curled his lips. As someone who had met with Duncan Abnomar frequently recently and had witnessed his father's new methods with his own eyes, he couldn't comment on anything at this time. He could only change the subject: "What follow-up plans do you have? Regarding the issue of the "Sun"..."
"What's the plan? Throw this big stone ball back into the sky? Re-embed it in the sun rune ring?" Lucrecia shrugged. "I'm afraid only the ancient Kingdom of Crete knows how to repair the sun in the sky."
Tirian was silent.
Lucrecia was silent for a moment and then suddenly asked, "Does father know about my "research" here?"
"I have not spoken to him," Tirian shook his head. "I will not speak without your advice. What? Do you want to ask him for help?"
Lucrecia obviously hesitated for a moment, and seemed to be somewhat tempted, but she soon shook her head: "Let me think about it. My father may not be able to help with this matter, and... well, I'm just a little afraid of him."
"He's actually quite easy to talk to now," Tirian laughed. "But since you don't want to, I won't interfere. But let me tell you in advance, even if I don't tell him, he might get the news someday. After all, he already has connections with the church and the city-state. If he's really interested, I won't dare to stop him."
Lucrecia waved her hands in annoyance. This "sea witch" who was shrouded in mystery in the eyes of outsiders never concealed her emotions in front of her family: "I know, I know - let's not talk about this. When can I get the spirit world lens you mentioned before?"
Tirian: "..."
Two seconds later, Lucrecia's dissatisfied voice rang out sharply from the crystal ball: "You forgot again?!?!"
"You don't look well, Tirian."
Duncan came to Southport early in the morning. After seeing the tired look on Tirian's face, he couldn't help but say something. Tirian rubbed his forehead and sighed helplessly: "There are too many things to worry about recently."
This was not an excuse. He indeed had a lot of things to worry about recently, and the effort required to manage a city-state was obviously far greater than that required to manage a fleet. But then again... the impact of his sister's intensive nagging for two hours on his complexion was obviously a factor that could not be ignored.
But soon Tirian avoided this slightly awkward topic. He did not mention Lucrecia, but straightened his expression and said, "I called you here so early today to tell you that the submersible is ready."
Duncan raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "So fast?"
"After considering that the passengers don't need to breathe, many preparations can be accelerated," Tirian nodded. "And the submersible secretly built by the previous Frost Government was built based on the blueprint of the Queen's era. Although there are many improvements, the basic principles have not changed much. If you just want to figure out how to operate it, it is actually a very simple matter."
Duncan looked at Tirian for a while, then looked away and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, take me there."
"You want to start right away?" Tirian was a little surprised. "We can do more tests. I asked you to come here today just to let you see it with your own eyes..." Duncan interrupted him: "You should have done some tests, right?"
"... a little bit," Tirian hesitated, "after completing the system verification, I arranged for two undead sailors to conduct a short dive of several dozen meters last night, mainly to confirm the operating procedures and working status of the submersible. There were no problems..."
"That's enough," Duncan nodded, turned around and walked towards the warehouse leading to the underground facility. "Just think of it as me completing the subsequent testing process myself. Anyway, the formal deep diving operation still needs to be carried out by me." Tirian was stunned for a moment, and could only quickly catch up with Duncan's pace. On the way to the facility in a hurry, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion... He always feels that his father looks a little worried today, and this urgency is different from before.
It was as if he had suddenly discovered some clues or touched upon some great secret, and he was driven by a desire to solve the mystery and explore the truth. And this hurried look... vaguely gave Tirian a sense of familiarity.
The burly figure in a black coat was walking quickly in front, and Tirian was also walking quickly, trying to keep up with him. The latter looked at the former's back, and while following closely, he suddenly realized the source of this familiar feeling - a
This feeling seems like many years ago.
When he found some clues to ancient ruins, when a new route appeared on the nautical chart, when news about border areas and mysterious phenomena suddenly reached the civilized world, my father would be like this at that time. This is how he looked when he was preparing to embark on a long voyage.
The long-lost yellowed memories emerged uncontrollably from the depths of his mind, and the scene of following his father to set sail appeared before his eyes. In the overlapping pictures, Tirian subconsciously slowed down his pace. Duncan stopped and turned his head to look over here in confusion.
"Tirian, what are you daydreaming about—come on."
Tirian was startled, and while taking quick steps forward he hastily agreed: "Ah... Oh, ok father!" Duncan turned around and continued walking forward, not paying too much attention to Tirian's reaction just now.
Because a sense of urgency to explore this world surged up again, constantly urging him.
This sense of urgency stems from what he gained from exploring the brass key yesterday, and from the sudden unveiling of a corner of the mysterious veil of this world—
A huge spaceship that crashed into this world in a lost era, a creation of an ancient civilization called the "blasphemous prototype" from a hidden history, and a deep mystery that even a great scholar like Morris has never touched. There are too many unknowns, and the clues that appear by chance make people realize that the secrets of this world are complicated and entangled, like layers of curtains.
Therefore, any opportunity to explore the world is precious, as explorers should be.