In the dark sewer pipe, the distance between the ancient machine on the wall and Jenkins and Miss Audrey is actually not too far. But it is not easy to distinguish the structure of the machine that is covered with pipelines and still exposed to steam. Jenkins squinted his eyes and stretched his neck for a long time before finally seeing the specific location under Miss Audrey's guidance.
"Any user who puts an inactive item into the machine through that structure, and then pulls the handle on the right side—in very rare cases, the left side—of the machine, then the machine will process and react, and give the user, etc. items of value."
Seeing that Jenkins wanted to ask curiously, she added:
"The so-called equivalence, when measuring the value of the item put in, is based on the actual value of the item to the user, but the output is based on the value of the inner cognition of the person who turns the handle. I think you should understand my point mean."
"certainly!"
Jenkins replied quickly, then looked up at the machine in the distance:
"This is really interesting, no, I mean it's unbelievable. The B-type transcendents I've seen in the past don't have such complicated functions."
"But pay attention, its hazard number is 02. After all, the input substance is limited to non-biological substances, but the output substances are all possible. In the past history, there have been many cases of abuse of B-08-02-8214 .I don’t think we all want poison gas coming out of the machine, or something horrible.”
"Yes, I will be vigilant."
B-08-02-8214 usually stays in the same place for no more than three days, but Miss Audrey found it the day before yesterday. Therefore, there is no need to inform the local church about this matter, after all, it will disappear soon.
And Jenkins is brought here in the hope that by predicting the output, Jenkins will have the "inspiration" of divination. In other words, Miss Audrey hopes that Jenkins, like the oldest benefactors, can predict the future only by his own inspiration.
According to her, this is a very effective and solemn way of enlightenment, and it is the ultimate stage for orthodox fortune-tellers. And with the help of Class B extraordinary power, it can stimulate the extraordinary inspiration.
The pile of junk collected by Jenkins in advance is what will be put into the machine later. The church had conducted loose tests during its short period of existence, and the items on Miss Audrey's list were all items that had never had problems during the testing period.
Although this is very imprecise, after all, Jenkins' ideas and testers are different, but it is better than launching those completely unknown items.
After explaining this, the two leaned over together. It seems to be able to sense the approach of humans, the metal color on the surface of the machine becomes more obvious, and even the pulsation of the exposed metal pipeline can be faintly observed.
The beauty it has is difficult for humans in this era to describe. Even Jenkins can't find a suitable adjective. It shows a primitive and rough mechanical image, but it has a very orderly arrangement and appearance. Primitive chaos and mechanical order are mixed together, and the perception formed will definitely drive the painters who pursue art crazy.
"We can take our time and take it easy."
The woman said softly, grabbed the cardboard box Jenkins was holding, and fished out half of the red brick contributed by the old man's warehouse.
She bent down slightly, and amidst the ear-piercing sound of rubbing, she opened the lower drawer of the machine, put the red brick in and pushed it back on.
He signaled Jenkins to step back, then took a deep breath and pulled down the lever covered with small iron thorns.
Boom~boom~boom~
The huge metal impact came from the wall behind the machine, making one have to wonder how big it was hidden in the soil. It's like a huge impact machine tool is working, and the sound is constantly echoing in the narrow underground pipe.
"I hope it doesn't attract anything strange."
Jenkins whispered.
Streamers flowed on the surface of the machine, and at the same time, a row of pale yellow runes lit up on the front of the machine from top to bottom. The pipes were exaggerating steam, and the rumbling sound was endless. Miss Audrey suddenly pulled Jenkins back and took another step back, and then white hot steam spurted out from the gap in the machine, almost enveloping the two of them and the cat.
With his pocket watch on, Jenkins determined that the complex manufacturing process took one minute and twelve seconds. After all the abnormalities disappeared, Miss Audrey nodded:
"Okay, so tell me, Jenkins, what will be produced?"
"Okay, let me give it a try."
He is very clear that the first attempt will definitely not be correct, after all, the past, present and future can be known by inspiration, and even the oldest fortune-teller can't do it. But it will be a meaningful start, Jenkins is convinced.
"Hmm... I guess, ahem, I mean, I think, the equivalent exchanged item will be a ball of wool!"
This is nonsense.
As he spoke, he stepped forward under Miss Audrey's gesture, and reopened the lower drawer of the machine. The iron handle is slightly hot, perhaps because the machine has been running at high power just now.
"Oh no, I guessed wrong."
Even so, there was no regret on his face.
B-08-02-8214 produces half a loaf of black bread, that is, mixed with sawdust and sand, the kind of food that is delicious on the table of the poor. Its hardness is not necessarily less than the red brick just now, and there is a clear bite mark of human teeth on one side of the black bread. In Jenkins' opinion, the value is indeed similar to that of the red brick.
"It doesn't matter, if it succeeds once, it will be a surprise."
Miss Audrey said softly, and then asked Jenkins to pick out the sundries and put them into B-08-02-8214.
He rummaged through the cardboard box for a while, and pulled out the newspaper with a black footprint. Judging from the date, this is the morning paper of last Saturday, and the footprints happened to be printed on the face of the congressman on the front page.
Following Miss Audrey's example, he put the newspaper in the drawer, then pulled the lever and pushed it aside.
"Close your eyes and concentrate. You must know that even ordinary people may have premonitions of things that cannot be seen with the eyes under certain special circumstances. As the bestowers, our inspiration should be stronger. You can try your best to You can also completely empty your mind, these are extremely effective methods.”
Miss Audrey suggested from the side.