Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 119 Emerald Green in the Rock
They're coming out of that gray hell, and the dusty yellow they've been tired of for weeks has never been cuter.

The gradual fading of the ominous color of the weathered bones was a good sign, but the transition was longer than William had imagined.

In my impression, it took only a short while from top to bottom, and the gray and white covered the entire wall of the cave, and the return at this time took much longer than when I came back, and the stubborn burr and leaf-like white spots are still clearly visible.

These irregular spots are disseminated upwards, as if they want to assimilate to expand their range. He even suspects that the grayish white is rising in a certain trend that cannot be observed by the naked eye, and will one day reach the surface.

It is reminiscent of tinea depigmentation, eroding the surrounding normal skin, and this land is already so sick that it does not know when it will spread from the inside to the outside.

Even if he would never see that day, the thought gave him a chill and deepened his fear of land.

He quickened his pace and moved closer to Kraft.In order to save torches, they decided to light only one at the same time, and now it was Kraft's turn to lead the way, and this man's condition was not very good, and he didn't have much energy to pay attention to whether William was keeping up in time.

When the white color almost completely disappeared from the field of vision, the two came to another dead end with chaotic stone folds.

"Wait, let me rest for a while." Passing the torch to William, Kraft sat down against the longitudinally wrinkled rock, and shifted his position uncomfortably.

Pressing the knuckles on the forehead slightly loosened some of the tight wrinkles, and the headache symptoms have improved subjectively compared to before, but there is an uneven spot on the back that is annoying.

He touched the slightly convex position, and the palm felt different from the surrounding ones. It wasn't the bulging rock surface, but a grainy feeling.

"What?" Kraft stood up and looked behind him. It was the third color besides gray and dusty yellow, an imperceptible shattered green, distributed in scattered crystal dots.

Because it is too small, it is difficult to detect in the light of the torch, roughly like quartz particles in granite.

This is too rare. As a more eye-catching and soothing color, green is difficult to slip through the nose.

"It seems to be some kind of mineral?" William moved closer to the particle, rubbed it with his fingers, and licked the rock powder on it. "It's something that's not often bought and sold, otherwise I'll definitely recognize it. Speaking of which, the smell is a bit familiar. But I can't remember exactly."

"I advise you to get rid of the habit of using your mouth to identify ores as soon as possible, otherwise something will happen sooner or later." This action that touched the nerves more than the pain seriously disturbed Kraft's calm state, and his disgusted expression twisted into a ball.

"If I can survive today, I will remember." William wiped off the dust from his hands, chose a place to lean against on the other side, and then found a similar bright green patch at his feet.

The boots cover it nonchalantly, obliterating it from view, out of sight and out of mind.At this point William has ruled out several gems he knows.Besides, it is difficult to see the sun tomorrow, who cares about minerals that are not even worth collecting?
"Hurry up for the rest meeting, don't worry about these." He raised the torch to take over the guard post, so that Kraft could get a better rest within a limited time.

The latter can't stop for a moment in high-intensity activities, and so far has not shown any intention of reaching the limit.Such a tenacious state of mind is almost like a person who has bled out half of his blood and is still alive and kicking, saying that he can go under the bloodletting therapy again.

In William's view, the facts are so unreasonable, and Kraft's state is improving at a visible speed.He quickly let go of the fingers rubbing the side of his skull, his divergent eyes gathered again, and he held the object in his sleeve before William's panting calmed down.

"The next part is up there, and we can return to the present world." He held William's hand, and pulled the captain up from the ground vigorously, with plenty of strength.

William learned his lesson this time, and immediately closed his eyes when the sense of reverse fall struck, successfully avoiding the visual confusion, and waited in place for Kraft to light the torch to illuminate the stable environment.

They came back. Although there was no visual distinction in William's view, returning to the normal world still gave him comfort, a sense of homecoming comfort.

However, as he moved forward, the changes around him became strange.

The formerly inconspicuous star-point greenness gradually increased on the rock wall, forming an obvious angular block.Like a sugar cube rolling in the dust, the corners flow through the bright color unique to crystals as the light source moves.

The reflected green light turns on in turn when the torch passes by, jumping out from the edge of the field of vision like a needle point, flickering.As the tunnels meet another ascending road, they become denser, in keeping with the bonanza characteristic of the Southern Downs.

The cave builders didn’t pass through it when they entered this place, but directly crashed into this mine tunnel, expanded the parallel disordered transition section like intestinal duplication, and then drilled back to the deep layer, leaving a space that seemed to be crumbling. .

The cave wall is covered with deep cracks that need to be stepped over, interlaced like a spider web, and the stripped rocks are piled up on the ground, and rich bright green crystals can be seen on the cross-section.

Stepping into it requires careful footing, avoiding being scratched by sharp edges, and also beware of slipping and falling into the rubble piles lined with geodes and corners.

William picked out a piece and looked at it.The texture of this gem-like mineral is brittle and soft, and it is often broken and shattered, and part of it is ground into a light green powder, which falls down when he picks it up.

The green crystals didn't match up with the several bulk minerals that had been transported in the impression, but these powders unexpectedly awakened some memories, where they should have been encountered.

I put it under my nose and sniffed, the dust made my nose shrink, and I even sneezed a few times, but I didn't smell anything.

Seeing that Kraft had no time to pay attention to this side, William wiped a layer of mineral powder from the crystal surface, and curiously licked it with the tip of his tongue.

This is an old and tried method.After all, the mineral forms are changeable, and the finished products obtained by different collection methods are even more diverse. In addition to the appearance and feel, it is very important to have an additional identification method.Experts usually have the ability to make preliminary judgments through taste, so let’s talk about it.

Of course, it's best not to do that when you're on ice.

"Bah!" William spat out the mineral powder in his mouth.Slightly astringent, with a slight rusty smell after melting in saliva, it does have some impression, you should taste it yourself.

As he thought about it, he walked up the half-collapsed cave.And Kraft stopped without warning, bent down and picked up something.

"Don't look, I think I have encountered this kind of mine before, give me some time and I will definitely remember it." William stepped forward to take the object in his hand, and the hand had a smooth curved surface, which did not feel like an ore at all.

Although it has been broken into pieces, it can still be seen that it is out of place with the surroundings. It is made of clay after firing.

The relatively uniform thickness and residual arc suggest it came from a larger whole, most likely an artifact, and he looked to Kraft in disbelief for advice, "Pottery?"

Kraft nodded in agreement, "The workmanship is quite good, unlike the clay pots used to hold water."

"What does this mean?" William didn't want to understand why the well-made pottery appeared here, and his intuition had already fast forwarded to the ominous premonition, and it would definitely not be a good thing to find unexpected things here.

The good thing is that he soon lost his doubts. Not too far ahead, a strange looking pottery wreckage appeared in front of him.

It fell from the blackened stone base, at least one-third of it was directly smashed, and the remaining half of the body was smashed by falling rocks, basically completing the transformation from "piece" to "beach" in terms of quantifiers .

As far as the remnants are concerned, there should have been a bottle belly, and a... long neck?The hollow cylindrical part above the ground is one part of this neck.

Considering its original shape in this way, except for its size, it is surprisingly similar to Father Adrian's retort. The weird structure is by no means a container for normal life.

When the two approached, the sound of explosions and cracks burst out from the soles of the boots.Kraft lifted his foot to check the soles of his shoes, and found that they were not mineral particles, but another kind of debris, which was hidden by dust.

He buckled a small piece stuck into the sole of the shoe, and the skin on his finger was scratched, "Glass?!"

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　　——Introduction——

　　"My Wasteland Life"

　　This is a chaotic wasteland world,
　　Extraordinary elements are the condiments of this world,
　　The ancient gods cast their dreams here,

　　Chen Zhu ran rampant in this world with a gun,
　　Why don't you catch a god and try it today?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)