Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 47
"No, I don't think it's possible." Lucius took a step back and shifted his gaze, "The mentor is one of the best doctors I know, no matter it is skill or morality, this is definitely not something he can do. matter."

This is not a question of logic.For Lucius, it was far more complicated than acknowledging a possibility. Before there was any direct evidence, he would firmly stand on the opposing side.

"Even if he looks obviously abnormal?"

"It's also possible that the black liquid was taken out and stolen. We think it's the black liquid that caused the problem, isn't it just a guess?" Fortunately, Kraft's status in his mind is not low, and it is still the current medical science. It was the leader of the academy that made Lucius willing to talk.

If someone dared to blatantly express doubts about the professor's poisoning in front of Lucius, even if that person was carrying a sword, Lucius would go up and punch him twice.

"Someone stole a very small amount of liquid of unknown purpose, took it to the place where no one cares about the city, and poured it into the water to create a large-scale poisoning incident?" Kraft folded his arms to make himself look less powerful. Aggressive, "Which of these two statements do you think is more likely?"

Emotionally speaking, he doesn't want it to be like this either, but right now the professor is undoubtedly the most suspicious.

As the only three people in Wendeng Port who knew about the existence of black liquid, coupled with his extremely abnormal behavior, people wished they could rush to Dunling directly to confront him face to face.

There is, however, an important component missing from this inference.If the professor really did it, why would he do it?It would never be possible to convince Lucius, nor fully convince Kraft himself, without solving this problem.

Whether it's a professor or someone else, there has to be a motive.

Even if you are mentally ill, you must have a motive for doing things.The decision to bring the black liquor to the salt tide area and find a water source to put it in is obviously a deliberate decision, not something that can be done on a whim.

Kraft had reason to suspect that the person had foreseen such an outcome and knew the special effects of the gathering of contacts, so he did it.

In the salt tide area, the population is relatively dense, the water source is less, and the most important thing is that no one manages it.It can maximize the effect of positive feedback in which the scope and the number of people promote each other.

With a very small amount of black liquid, it has the effect of continuously deteriorating the situation in a large area.It's hard to imagine the sinister intentions.

"Now is not the time to discuss this. Who did it can wait until you have time to think about it. We must curb this trend."

It is useless to think about the suspect now, Kraft hopes to control this damn large-scale abnormal phenomenon.

This abnormal "domain" is deteriorating the condition of the contacts in it, from getting up a little later at the earliest, and gradually developing to getting up after noon.Then there is no need to think about it, afternoon, evening, until night.

In the end everyone here is dragged into an eternal sleep, to be accompanied by malicious beings cruising around.Kraft didn't know what it wanted to do, and it wouldn't be a good thing anyway.

"If it's a water source problem, how about another water source?" Now that the source has been found, Lucius thinks it's not difficult to solve it, "We'll just tell them that the water is poisonous, and they'll walk a little bit more every day to fetch water. That's it."

"Hmm... It's a way, although it will be really troublesome. But I don't think it will be that simple." Kraft closed his eyes, feeling the weird atmosphere around him.He had to find another way to describe what he felt to Lucius.

"Lucius, do you think it's too much to just rely on the black liquid that the professor took away and pour it into the well water to cause so many people's long-term condition deterioration?"

"So I'm not sure it's caused by black liquor. Why do you suddenly support the theory of black liquor causing disease?" Lucius didn't understand Kraft's worry. If he regarded black liquor as a simple poison, he stopped taking pictures. Water mixed with black liquor is certainly effective.

Kraft expressed his thoughts, "I think they should be allowed to leave this area for a while. The more dispersed the better, it is best to leave Wendeng Port."

This statement was immediately criticized by Lucius.Following Liston during this time, he has deeply realized one point: In the salt tide area, due to limited economic conditions, any major changes are not feasible.

"They have nowhere to go and no possibility of being out of work, which is a quicker death than nothing."

"Alas..." Kraft lifted the bucket, and sighed that the count increased by one again this week. The socioeconomic factors are really annoying, "That's it, let's take the bucket back to the academy first, find some animals to try, and come back here tomorrow morning Watch and tell them it's the water."

"Oh, I almost forgot about this." Before leaving, he picked out two silver coins from his wallet and put them into the crack, which should be enough for the family to repair the house. "Remind me to go to Bled on the way back. Home, we let him live in another place for a while, and test the two plans together."

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Kraft returned to the hotel exhausted. He didn't even order his favorite grilled fish, and ate dinner casually with a few slices of bread.Go back to the room and light a candle.

The whole day's investigation is exhausting, especially when I think that there will be more work to be done, and it may not be useful, so I feel that the future is not bright.

A huge man-made abnormal phenomenon "domain" was created in Wendeng Port, but he has not yet found the motive of that person.

He was particularly disturbed by the serious doubts about the professor.A person with rich knowledge, with evil thoughts in his heart, can cause far more damage than ordinary people.

He couldn't continue discussing this with Lucius, so he could only think by himself, if it was a professor, why would he make such a crazy move?
At this stage of Kalman, there is no desire for worldly things, and the common reasons for ordinary people to do evil—money and power—have no meaning for such an old professor.

He is in a good financial situation and manages the entire Wendenggang Medical College in essence, but he has never shown a keen attitude towards these two things, and his material life is no different from that of an ordinary student.

If there is anything I care about, it is academic development.Both Kalman and Kraft are people who want to promote the advancement of medical technology in this underworld social environment. They came to Wendeng Port for this reason and stayed here for half their lives.

So what does Kalman want from this move?No matter how you look at it, this excellent location choice was designed only after knowing the mechanism of this positive feedback "domain".

At the level of a professor, it's probably not that he wants to see a group of people show the known drowsiness effect, so...

【There will be new changes】

Kraft figured this out. The continuous lengthening of sleep time is a quantitative change. The professor is probably waiting for a qualitative change, and there is enough time to wait for him to come back from Dunling to accept the results.

Of course, this inference is based on the premise that the instigator is indeed a professor.

Taking off the black robe and throwing himself on the bed, Kraft pressed his temples, feeling his whole head ache.

This headache occurs frequently when you are too tired and irritable, and it involves half of your face from the temples to the eyes and even the gums.The former body of the alien soul, and the body in this world have both suffered from this headache.

He closed his eyes, stopped thinking, and let his mind go blank for a while.According to his own diagnosis, it is estimated to be trigeminal neuralgia. This kind of minor disease is quite troublesome, the pathogenic mechanism is complicated, and the attack occurs repeatedly. He has to rest and relieve himself.

Considering the high mental pressure and busy affairs during this period, headaches are inevitable.

In the darkness, after an unknown period of time, the pain gradually eased, the spirit floated in a rare relief, and drowsiness struck.

Just before falling asleep, Kraft stopped himself.It was still early, he had to do something before going to bed, at least make up the "Human Body Structure" lesson plan, and hand it over to Liston to help him attend class tomorrow, otherwise he would have to make up the missed lessons by himself in the end.

The double oppression of work in the future forces my eyes to open and return to the reality that hurts my head.

It felt like I just lay down for a while, but the candle on the table had been extinguished, and the room was plunged into darkness.There is a ray of moonlight on the ground, which leaks from the gap in the window, white and soft.

The pain still remained, shrinking from the area occupying half of the head to three points, every pulse of the blood vessels made him feel that the eyeballs were being compressed, and the left wing point was like someone hitting the bone from the inside out with a small hammer The junction is synchronized with the swelling and pain of the rear molars.

Consciousness became chaotic during the long torture, and the furnishings could not be seen clearly in the dimly lit room.

Kraft sat on the edge of the bed, took out a flat black square from his pocket, pressed the bump on the side, the light suddenly lit up, and his eyes were pierced so that he could only open a line.

He turned the luminous surface around, barely able to illuminate a distance of two steps, and when he stood up, he could only illuminate a small area under his feet, which was of no help.

The brain was groggy, as if it hadn't woken up from a resting state.Kraft groped for a few steps in the dark, his eyes hadn't completed the transition from light to dark, and the outline of the object was blurred.

He lost his patience, and walked towards the window with the things in his hands, wanting to open the window directly to let the moonlight shine in.

Following his usual feeling, he pressed his hand on the wooden frame, looking for the wooden bolt that fastened the window, but failed to touch it three times in a row.

The hard touch in the other hand reminded him that there was still something to light.Press the bump on the flat square object again, and a white light lights up in front of you.

Kraft stared at the square, white light source, thinking it shouldn't be that simple.He carefully stretched out his finger to slide it, waiting for the feedback, even forgetting that he wanted to open the window.

White light sources do not respond.

The irritability is increasing, instinct tells him that something must be wrong, the object in his hand must give information, information that he cannot live without.

The alien part of the soul fell into an inexplicable mania, while the local part began to mobilize rational thinking, and he felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

Just like when enjoying the sunrise scenery in front of the window, there is a stubborn black spot in the field of vision, similar to the mosquitoes and flies in the painting, moving on it as if clinging to the plane.Once you notice it, you will find that the scenery in front of you is really just a plane.

【A realistic picture scroll】

More attention has been shifted to the flat square emitting white light in the hand, which is plausible, but there are no more functional details, forming a perceived sense of disobedience.

Kraft was terrified.

　Sitting up in shock in the dying illness, short and weak, another update (;д;)
　　
　
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