Krafft's Anomaly Notes

"You call this 'no big deal'?" Kraft was shocked, and the degree of psychedelic development was no less than taking a deep breath of spore powder.

"A pagan religion, a newly emerging pagan religion with clear symbols, is scurrying around like cockroaches in the sewer under your feet, mastering some strange methods, is it not a big deal?"

Green glanced at the door to make sure no one was disturbing him.This is an independent stone chamber.

He was very dissatisfied but said helplessly: "For many people, yes; but for those who can decide whether I can get support, not necessarily."

"Those who have inherited their surnames and territories only believe in their surnames and land; everyone knows this, but no one will point it out. For people with longer surnames and more land, this standard can be relaxed further."

"The presiding judge is happy to clear the house of cockroaches, but if the cockroaches are hiding in vases or under the holy cabinet, that's another story."

"Even if this group of cockroaches attacked the university laboratory and attacked the monks of the Inquisition in the suburbs. Just give up because of the symbols on a piece of tattered armor?" Things have already revealed some clues, and it is time to intensify their efforts.

"It's okay to burn another one, after all, you can't burn under the chair cushions of Notre Dame Cathedral; there is no sign of paganism." From the perspective of a senior practitioner, Green is very clear about the logic, "Of course, an attack is a very bad thing. We will find a way to pay back."

"The problem now is that this armor will make people worry, and casualties will make people worry even more. Whether this worry comes from those around them, or from the bishop or the chief judge, it is not a good thing."

"Casualties?" Kraft didn't see anyone disposing of the corpses along the way.

"God bless. We had two teams out there when it rained. The one that went out earlier came back in time and I found the other team. The bad news is they weren't full when they were found."

"What hit them?"

"It's right here." The priest kicked the coffin, and the armor made a sound like a broken iron pipe, and something was dangling inside, "I'm afraid no one will believe it. Crab shell..."

The memory is more like a nightmare that is extremely real, in the passageway where countless pagan symbols emerge, fighting with soft-bodied creatures with ancient metal as the shell.

When it burned, the thing made a familiar sound that it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a hallucination or a real one. It was consistent with the victims who were confirmed afterwards, as if a part of them was still preserved in it.

This reminded Greene of the devil described in the holy scriptures, who would enslave and torture the soul of the victim, so that there would be no peace after death.

On the way back, the obviously sparsely distributed graphics further aggravated the sense of illusion.

"Is it babbling like a freaked out person, or do you think it's something made up to avoid responsibility?"

"Then you burned it to death?" The professor's acceptance was beyond imagination, and he didn't question the description at all, and simply accepted the statement that he was attacked by the "armor hermit crab".

Judging from the newer scorched black marks on the outside, the ending of the things inside is probably somewhere between the iron plate squid and the stuffy sea crab-the kind that forgot to turn off the fire.

"Yes." Even though he knew that the other party might understand better, this attitude was still too ordinary. Green felt that the professor was not touched at all, and even revealed some well-hidden curiosity.

"You know what this is?"

"I don't know, but I can find out now. Fortunately, I just brought something with me." Kraft took out several instruments, laid them out one by one, peeled off the visor that was about to fall off, and used a thin handle Long pliers run diagonally deep inside.

This professional attitude was so rare that the priest was a little surprised, "Did you know you would use it?"

"That's not true. It's just a small gift for the academic conference. They are quite enthusiastic. Before leaving, they must give me a few."

"There is rarely any unwarranted kindness." Not to mention the manufacturing process, the materials and smooth polishing can be seen to be valuable.

"Of course, I know. I'm using, or claiming to be using, it's a reward in itself. Move the light over here." Kraft scrambled around in the helmet, from the bits and pieces that were blackened and burnt together. A piece of irregularity was clipped.For some reason, this scene always has a sense of déjà vu.

Due to the influence of the semi-enclosed space, the combustion is not particularly complete. While the water steams the contents, the parts with better heat resistance are relatively intact.

Use tweezers to pick off the charred layer on the surface, and the yellowish white surface is gradually cleaned out. It is a gravel-like object with small corners and uneven surfaces that seem to be used for grinding.

Kraft confirmed its identity: "A tooth, to be precise, a second molar."

He extended the long-nosed pliers into a similar position, and after fumbling for a while, he picked out several pieces of the same kind in different sizes. After cleaning, he adjusted the order and arranged them in an arc.

There are still a few pieces missing in this arc, but the general shape can already be seen.

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing makes a chewing sound when it eats?"

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Green with difficulty acquiesced to that statement.

This thing looks like an embryo, an embryo that grows unevenly, with the parts that need to be used developed first.

Some scattered bone fragments were also taken out, and these were not as complete as teeth, and the broken edges showed a decomposed and loose structure, as if they had experienced the osteolytic reaction of osteosarcoma, but they were accelerated many times and infiltrated inward.

"I don't think it's 'digestion' in the conventional sense."

"Is there any point in that?" The thing had eaten several people, and analyzing how they got eaten at this point would only make Green feel worse.

"It makes sense. It's not like a person or any animal eats lunch. The food is slowly broken down into some basic nutrients by a lot of processes in the stomach, and then slowly absorbed. It's not like this, Green, it's completely different .”

"How should I put it? They are used directly, just like you remove a brick from the backyard of the church and move it to the front to build a compartment. It is the deployment of the same body. The essence of this thing is composed of 'people' , even with the same teeth as you and me."

Regardless of the priest's indescribable expression, the professor gave up the inefficient behavior of picking and putting together, and began to disassemble the armor, "I think I know what this is, please help take it apart, anyway, you didn't intend to hand it in completely, did you?"

"why?"

"If the guess is correct, I should be able to find a piece of evidence."

After prying off the rusty buckle, the two of them worked together to lift the entire breastplate, opening the space where gelatin and solids are mixed like opening the shell of a crab, and the disgusting smell of burnt protein overflowed.

The ignition technology obviously has a certain gap with Morrison, and the burning is quite incomplete.

The physical and psychological disgust caused Kraft to cover his mouth and nose and avoid it. He waited until the smell had basically dissipated before approaching, and used a tool to pull away a lump of mushy substance.The expected target was protected in the center and suffered little damage.

Kraft clamped it, took it out of the half-formed vertebrae that supported it, grilled it, and scraped off the surface dry shell.

A finger-long, gray-white prism exudes a very faint and obscure light that evokes Green's bad memories.It was the light gushing out from the deep well, it was shrunk countless times at this moment, and it was pinched between the iron teeth.

"You know this thing." No matter how dull a person can see the clear purpose of this operation.

"Yes, but this is the first time I know how it is formed."