All objects in the world, as long as their temperature is higher than absolute zero, will produce infrared radiation, which is very similar in nature to other electromagnetic waves.
A thermal imager is essentially a thermal sensor that can detect tiny temperature differences, collect infrared energy, or heat, and convert it into electrical signals to generate thermal images.
In modern times, thermal imaging technology is widely used in the medical field as a prompt for inflammation, neurological diseases, etc.
When Zhu Changyang was refining surgical instruments and equipment for Hua Guangbai, he also designed the parts drawings of the thermal imaging equipment, but it has not been assembled yet.
Just now, when Zuo Zhe said that they wanted to find a leaf of heaven among hundreds of millions of leaves, Zhu Changyang immediately thought of the scenes in some movies where thermal imaging was used to find people.
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So while others were busy, he used his spiritual sense to open the workshop and quickly assembled the parts.
As Zhu Changyang introduced the situation, he turned on the thermal imaging camera and scanned the surroundings. Color blocks of varying shades immediately appeared on the display: "Look, the temperature of each object is different, and the resulting image is also different..."
Upon seeing this, the developer ran to the scanner and the black tiger turned red on the monitor.
Zhu Changyang patted the tiger's head and said, "Our business man is dark on the outside but warm on the inside!"
The tiger tilted its head and blinked: "Meow—"
Studio:
[? ? Damn it, this can even allow Chang Yang to find loopholes! ]
[Fortune teller: Chance. Chang Yang: OK, machine.]
[No problem, they are all from the organic family! ]
The other contestants were a little confused at first, but when they saw that the instrument could really indicate the temperature of different objects, they couldn't help but marvel at it.
Brother Shu Xiu gave a thumbs up: "It has to be fellow Taoists!"
Tan Tai Buqi stared at the blocks of color representing different temperatures, thinking: "I think I understand..."
In fact, this infrared temperature measurement is based on the same principle as using talismans to track breath and swordsmanship to identify spiritual power. They all use certain characteristics to search for human presence in the small world composed of countless leaves.
However, the talisman and sword techniques require cultivation and extremely high magical powers. At their current level, it would take at least half a month to search the entire ancient tree.
Zhu Changyang's "thermal imager" uses a machine, which is more sensitive and quicker.
This is also what the Industrial Sect has always been good at, following the laws of all things and using tools to break through the limits of human power.
Zhu Changyang then raised the instrument and began to scan the tree crown: "Let me see, in which leaf is the kingdom of heaven?"
The others came closer.
"Let me see it, too."
"The colors of this one look similar, so can we rule it out?"
"That's great! It'll be much quicker to find it this way!"
Zuo Zhe on the side: “…”
Over the past thousands of years, countless monks have traveled thousands of miles to find this place. They all meditated under the tree, and it took them several days or even months to comprehend the mystery of the world within that leaf.
In the end, many people failed and returned helplessly.
This was the first time he had seen such a simple and crude method!
Jun Shu looked at everyone gathered around Zhu Changyang, feeling somewhat proud and somewhat unhappy. He gave the developer a look and said, "Go."
The developer understood what he meant, and stepped forward to bite the hem of Tan Tai Buqi's clothes, who was closest to Zhu Changyang, and pulled him away: "Ahhh!"
Tan Tai Bu Qi:
Jun Shu walked over slowly: "This is my seat."
Tan Tai Bu Qi:!
How come this brother’s character hasn’t changed at all!
Speaking of which, I wonder if Zhu Changyang really listened to what he said before and carefully checked Jun Shu's identity and background...
Just as I was speechless, I heard Yu Ni exclaim, "Look over there, there is a red leaf!"
Everyone was excited and just as they were about to look, they saw the spiritual energy around Zhu Changyang sway, and then he disappeared.
At the same time, the live broadcast room screen went black and a prompt popped up: [Signal interrupted, please refresh later]
Barrage:
[！ ！ ！ Why is it gone now?]
[Ah, I want to go into the leaves with Chang Yang! ]
[Pujiang's technique is terrible! @Guan San, come out and take my Gatling shot! ]
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The scene before him became distorted, and Zhu Changyang suddenly felt dizzy and tried to concentrate his energy.
After a while, the dizzy feeling gradually dissipated, and the surroundings became brighter.
Zhu Changyang looked carefully and found himself standing in mid-air over a green lake. The lake was so vast that there was no end in sight.
The water surface is calm and waveless, like an endless mirror, reflecting the clear blue sky.
He looked around and saw only green water. There were no green mountains or land, and no birds, animals or people.
Between heaven and earth, there is only this sky and this lake.
Is this Jingtian Palace
Why is it so ethereal and unreal
Zhu Changyang suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart and subconsciously took a few steps forward, trying to find something.
As he moved, layers of ripples appeared under his feet, shattering the calm mirror surface and revealing the scene in the water.
Zhu Changyang paused, looked carefully, and found that under the deep green water, there was... a huge city!
The city looks very old, with towering city walls. Many houses are built with rammed earth and ready-made stones, and the door frames and windows are very simple and crude.
There was a gray stall on the roadside, with unfamiliar ancient characters embroidered on the rough wine flags.
This should be a tribe from long ago, which did not have the magnificent architectural techniques of later generations, nor did it have rich and refined daily necessities.
It seemed to be even older than the illusions that Zhu Changyang had experienced thousands of years ago.
But unexpectedly, there is a kind of advancement that exceeds the human power of ancient times.
The roads are paved with stone slabs, the wells are equipped with rollers, huge water wheels can be seen in the suburbs, as well as various simple but practical farm tools, and even quite mature irrigation and drainage systems.
Thousands of acres of fertile fields and harmonious coexistence of birds and beasts.
There were pedestrians coming and going, carriages and horses rumbling, and the place was filled with vitality.
The next second, he stepped on empty air and fell into the water. The scene around him changed, and when he stood still, he was already in the city.
But I don't know when it started raining heavily here.
The sky was pitch black, the light all around was dim, and the strong wind and heavy rain intertwined and kept hitting the faces of pedestrians and drivers.
However, the city was not seriously damaged.
The houses were still intact, even the simplest thatched roofs were not blown off, and there was only a thin layer of water on the stone pavement, which was still being drained away.
Zhu Changyang was standing at the end of the city's main road, facing the closed city gate.
This is a magnificent bronze door, more than three meters high, with a door knocker about as thick as an arm. The base is an old turtle with eyes open, and the door is engraved with simple and mysterious patterns.
Zhu Changyang seemed to have sensed something, and raised his hand to gently touch the huge copper ring. Sure enough, as soon as his fingertips touched the copper ring, he felt a huge magical power.
Those lines turned out to be an ancient spell, which formed a powerful magic circle with the tall city walls, protecting the city and allowing it to stand firmly in the wind and rain without being eroded.
This is probably the city protection magic circle from ancient times.
Zhu Changyang thought to himself, what's strange is that usually the city defense array will produce a recoil when it comes into contact with external forces, but his touch did not cause the bronze door to be alerted.
On the contrary, the bronze door magic circle blended into his aura very naturally, as if... their magic powers were originally one.
Just as he was wondering, two city patrol guards wearing straw raincoats came over and saluted him respectfully.
One of them said, "Lord Shuohui, we have already reinforced the magic circle according to your instructions. Please rest assured."
Zhu Changyang was stunned for a moment and asked, "What did you call me?"
The two were somewhat puzzled when they heard this, and one of them said first: "Shuo Huijun, is there something wrong?"
"Ordinarily, I should call him Lord God." The other person was a little embarrassed and scratched his head, "But you don't allow me to..."
“No, no.” Zhu Changyang just came to his senses and waved his hands, “I just didn’t hear it clearly.”
With his rich experience in secret realm adventures, he quickly determined that he must have entered a fantasy world and obtained a specific role card here—
Shuo Huijun.
The name was not unfamiliar to him.
When he first entered the Wusheng Forbidden Land, the blind Miao Hengbo mistook him for Shuohui, saying that Shuohui was a saint from ten thousand years ago, and vowed that only a saint could break the barrier of the forbidden land.
Zhu Changyang once joked that he would change his name to Shuohui. Until he used a torpedo to blow up the flames and left the forbidden area with Miao Hengbo's bones, the last time Miao Hengbo called him was... Shuohui.
At that time, Zhu Changyang thought that the goddess was insane before her death, but later he kept seeing some fragmentary and familiar scenes in his dreams, and heard a voice repeatedly calling this name.
It's not just the name, as the realm continues to improve, those images are gradually unlocked like the live broadcast room function, becoming clearer and clearer.
Zhu Changyang clearly felt that his connection with this world was becoming increasingly close.
The path he had taken along the way seemed to have been guided by some unknown force.
Including his meeting with Jun Shu, there was an unusual coincidence from the very beginning, so coincidental that it seemed more like a destiny.
Jun Shu fell into a deep sleep for ten thousand years after the world-destroying flood.
And he has been growing up in another world.
Ten thousand years is so long. The Misty Continent was divided into nine regions and eighteen continents. But they happened to meet in the immortal land across the vast time and space.
Zhu Changyang gradually came up with a guess - maybe Miao Hengbo didn't recognize the wrong person, but just spied on something
But the goddess is dead and the truth is unknown.
So he followed the path all the way to Jingtian Palace, wanting to ask the Six Seal God for the truth. However, he did not expect that he fell into an illusion when he was only one step away.
Zhu Changyang didn’t know what this illusion was about, but he knew that people who entered the illusion would only get the corresponding identity if they had a specific connection with the illusion.
For example, when he was in the ancient city of Sixiang, he became the incarnation of Gu Peng because he inherited Gu Peng's sword intent.
Jun Shu became the Demon Lord in the illusion of the Demon Realm because he was born a demon.
So, why has he become "Shuohui" now
This is said to have come from a saint who lived ten thousand years ago.
Ten thousand years ago...
Zhu Changyang looked up at the ancient city in the heavy rain, then turned back to look at the bronze door, trying to find any clues from the powerful city-protecting magic circle.
His eyes followed those mysterious runes upwards, and finally stopped at the top of the door. The door was made of a huge stone rich in spiritual power, and engraved with two ancient characters in vigorous brushwork.
Zhu Changyang asked one of the guards, "Excuse me, what are these two words?"
"Lord Shuohui, how come you can't even recognize the characters you made yourself?" The guard asked curiously, "This is the name of our city."
Then he raised his hand, pointed at the door, and read word by word, "Yong, Ze."
"Yongze?" Zhu Changyang was stunned and almost blurted out, "Is this Yongze?"
How could Yongze be a city
"Where else could it be?" The guard was getting more and more confused and a little worried. "Shuo Huijun, are you too tired lately?"
"Nothing." Zhu Changyang quickly collected his thoughts and dealt with it casually, but his heart was still pounding as he vaguely realized something.
Just as he was about to ask again, another person hurried over from the front and shouted at him: "Shuo Huijun, I finally found you, go and take care of your friend, he is stealing things again-"
Zhu Changyang: “Huh?”
What happened to Shuo Hui
The friends you make sound very dishonest!
The author has something to say:
Shuo Hui: There is no way, I have already made friends with this person, how can I divorce him
The setting of Yiye Tianguo was inspired by the poem "One flower, one world; one leaf, one bodhi". At first, we wanted to set Buddhist cultivation and Jingtian Palace in the same place, but it felt too easy to confuse them, so in the end we separated them, and the Buddha was changed to be in Saha Wonderland (I guess some people should have read it as "Posha").
(End of this chapter)