our family is gone

Chapter 830 Conjecture and Research

“I don’t know if you can sense that the closer we get to the mill, the more chaotic the space-time becomes. The space is divided into countless pieces, and they are connected in an irregular way, leading to countless possibilities.

This looks like a road, but it is actually a maze. To put it simply, the mill is right in front of us, but it is not there. Sometimes what we see with our eyes is not necessarily true..."

As he spoke, Lance took a step closer to the mill, but as if he had touched something, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the broken gap in the mill. When they reacted, they found that the scene had changed and they were back to the birch forest where they came in.

Looking at the mill in the distance, it still stands there as it did the first time I saw it. They have done so much without changing anything, and it seems like it will remain the same in the future.

"Then what should we do now?"

Coming back here again made everyone feel a little depressed, after all, it felt like they were just one step away.

“Don’t forget that our mission was just exploration, and now we have collected a lot of information here and have a preliminary understanding of this place. In fact, we have completed the mission, and even killing the miller is an unexpected gain.

It is not so easy to break this time and space cycle. We will be more prepared next time. What we need now is to leave here. After all, no one knows what happened outside after we came in. "

Lance said something simple to calm everyone down, then led the team towards the exit.

If you want to break through the complex environment, you must enter the mill, and if you want to enter the mill, you must first break through this complex environment, so a paradox is created.

It's like a beam of light shining on a crystal, the light is refracted countless times inside, and they are trapped in the tortuous refraction like the incoming light.

The periphery was far away from the mill, so the space folding was not that serious. I simply cleared out the wandering shrunken monsters and returned to the gap in the stone slab and walked out.

“It’s nice to be on solid ground again.”

As soon as Boudica came out, she was as happy as a husky that had broken free from its reins. She didn't care even if the fine snow fell on her loose red hair.

"Yeah, it's nice to see the real world without crystals and shrunken monsters. Those are like a nightmare."

Amanda sighed, but Lance just listened and murmured thoughtfully, "Dream..."

But the calm Alhazred noticed something and reminded him.

"No, look at this."

These words instantly calmed everyone down. They looked at the place he was pointing to. It was just a set of footprints in the snow. What was the problem?
But even Boudica, who was the most stunned, knew something was wrong without saying a word. She was a hunter and had her own understanding of traces.

"I wonder if this isn't the footprint we left when we came here?"

"That's right." Lance already understood what the scholar meant. He looked up at the surrounding environment and then explained.

"It's true that there are traces on the snow, but we have been inside for some time. No matter how you calculate it, the traces can't be so fresh."

"Unless we have never been in there, or unless everything happened in a split second, in reality we went in and walked out the next second." Amanda echoed, a hint of fear emerging on her face, "Our time was stolen."

Lance was still observing, looking up at the position of the sun, and then reaffirmed, "It seemed to be the same sky when we went in. It seems that not only space, but even time has been folded."

They were not surprised by the distortion of space. After all, there were many extraordinary rituals that could do that, such as the Roma ritual of expanding space, or the wandering wizard teleportation that Lance was currently studying.

However, the ability to distort time was still a little incomprehensible to them, even though three out of the four had studied mysticism.

"Do you want to go in and test it again?"

"No need, go back and think about how to solve the crystal maze."

Lance accepted it very quickly. There was no benefit in going in now, and everyone's condition was not very good. It would be better to go back and study it before making a decision.

For Amanda and Alhazred, this was nothing, but for Boudica, this matter would not be resolved until the mad dog was found. However, she also understood that she could only go back and think of a solution...

After returning, he checked the time and found that that period was missing. Lance didn't know whether the time flow rate in the two places was different or because the time difference was not long, so he was not sure. This required going in more times and conducting more precise research to get the result.

The first thing Lance did when he came back was to go to the sanatorium. He needed to find Paracelsus to help him arrange the research on the collected materials.

Petrified bodies, crystals, fluorescent fluids, and of course, those fruits and vegetables that are infected but look as fresh as ever.

Paracelsus seldom shows up in public and spends most of her time doing research in the sanatorium, but in fact, her influence is now felt in every aspect of Hamlet.

Those surgical operations, therapeutic drugs, pathological research... although not obvious, have always influenced Hamlet.

Most of the captured pirates were forced to do hard labor, but the valuable pirates and the colluding nobles could not be released and had to be imprisoned.

Fortunately, the prison had been built long ago, and only two big pirates and a few noble bureaucrats could be locked up in the sanatorium. Even if there were interrogations, the silence here could not be broken.

However, these things did not have much impact on Paracelsus. At most, the approval of experimental materials was a little more relaxed.

And now Lance found her and briefly told her about the fantastic situation in the farm, and of course the discoveries.

"Are these crystals alive?"

Paracelsus looked at the materials on the table and picked up a piece of crystal fragment. It seemed that his consciousness was also attracted by the brilliant light emitted by it.

"I should say it used to be. This thing is very strange, but I'm not sure, but it does show a rhythm like a heartbeat or breathing. In special cases, it will even extend a crystal column to stab the enemy. When it is injured, it will ooze out a sticky fluorescent liquid. Only after it dies will it turn into this simple crystal."

Lance picked up a bottle of faintly fluorescent strange liquid and handed it over. "No need to waste time on animal experiments. Use humans directly. I need to get the results as soon as possible. This is very important."

Paracelsus finally took his eyes off the crystal and turned to look at Lance and asked a question.

"Is there really a power that can even bend time?"

"Nothing is impossible. Sometimes our inability to understand may just be due to our low level. Perhaps for some beings, distorting time and space is as simple as writing a sentence." Doctor Lance had nothing to hide. Not understanding the situation might lead to problems in the research, such as ignoring the danger of the materials, not knowing how to deal with accidents, etc. Anyway, he would not do such a stupid thing.

"I'll arrange it as soon as possible." The doctor didn't say much and took the bottle of medicine and agreed. It was obvious that she was also very interested in these materials.

Just as Paracelsus was getting busy, Lance said something else.

"How about I build you a new research institute?"

Lance really considered what Greendale said and moved some things that ordinary people shouldn't be exposed to too much to the island, so that they could be more relaxed in terms of confidentiality and experiments.

Especially those who conduct human experiments every day and study supernatural powers, don’t forget the monsters who are imprisoned for making medicine. To put it bluntly, even if something happens, it is under control.

You know, with the Hamlet town expansion plan, the sanatorium is still in the central area, but for the sake of confidentiality, a large area around it is vacant.

"It doesn't matter."

Paracelsus was too lazy to pay attention to him, and his expression clearly meant - you just handle this little thing, I'm very busy.

Lance didn't care too much about it. These things really had nothing to do with her. She had no interest in anything other than research.

He already knew the result when he brought this up, and he just asked her if she had any opinions or requests. This is a sign of respect for talent.

After sending the samples for inspection, Lance found Greendale again, told her about these things, and took out the fruits and vegetables.

"You are an expert in this area. Look at these fruits and vegetables."

"Full and rich in vitality, this is no longer just any vegetable or fruit, but an extraordinary material."

Lance couldn't help but feel a little conflicted when he heard this and asked, "So you mean no?"

"No, it looks fresh only on the outside. I can't feel the vitality of the plant. It's like a bottle of potion. You can't ask me to grow it."

Greendale shook her head slowly. She knew why Lance came to her with this. Anyone could see the vitality in it. If she could cultivate it, maybe she could just take a bite when she was injured. It could be used as a substitute for healing potions to make up for the insufficient production.

But unfortunately this is impossible, and Lance quickly accepted it. After all, it is hard to say how the vitality of these fruits and vegetables is condensed. The power of crystal is indeed worth studying.

"These crystals are interesting though. Do you remember asking me to grow high-yield crops?"

"What does this have to do with it?"

“Even if I can speed up the growth of plants, it will take a very long time and even a lot of repeated experiments to get the desired traits.

But now that crystals can affect other substances, perhaps we can use the power of crystals to affect crop seeds. As long as we grasp that degree, we may be able to get what we want."

Greendale's words reminded Lance that the other world would use radiation to affect seeds and increase the probability of mutation. If crystals could do the same...

"It's hard to say. I'll bring some seeds in next time."

From Paracelsus, Glyndell to Bigby, from medicine, herbology, alchemy, and even scholars in the field of mysticism, after Lance came back from the farm, he basically gathered all the talents of Hamlet and immersed himself in studying those crystals.

Not many people know about this because it is kept strictly confidential. Only those who participate in the research can understand it, and the secret of the crystal slowly emerges during the experiment.

But in fact, Hamlet is now busy preparing for another thing, which is the trial of those pirates, and the news had been leaked long before.

It was said that in the process of chasing the pirates, some nobles and bureaucrats who were rescued from Totnes by the pirates and wanted to escape were found on the ship and would be included in the trial.

Trying pirates was nothing, but trying nobles touched the sensitive nerves of some guys.

It was agreed that "no nobles would be punished". Everyone tacitly agreed not to kill nobles in wars, not to mention that the empire had never had a case of ordinary people judging nobles. At least only the emperor or the church was qualified to judge a noble, and the noble had to be stripped of his title.

And now Hamlet is not judged as a lord, but as Hamlet, in the name of those who have been harmed by pirates over the decades.

Once this news got out, it would be like trampling on the imperial power and divine authority. It would not just add fuel to the fire, but would directly blow it up.

Whether you are interested or not, you have to come and join in the fun. Those businessmen who have suffered losses have to come and eat melons. I can't beat you, but there are people who can.

The nobles of the empire were even more determined to send people over. Hamlet's radical behavior even made them feel that he was more dangerous than the emperor...

But does Lance care?

More and more people came to Hamlet outside, but he was too lazy to even show up. He kept doing research and checking the information left by the ancestors, trying to find a way to destroy the Crystal Farm.

When there are too many people, there will definitely be chaos. Various forces are clashing on this land. There are too many people who want to see Hamlet make a fool of himself, and some even deliberately make trouble to test him.

But Hamlet's order is not based on empty words, but on power!

In the open, there are teams of fully armed policemen, and basically every team is equipped with a trained hunting dog. There are also spies in the dark, plus some professional personnel, such as the tomb robber Audrey and the falcon trainer Laura.

Now William and Figgs are working overtime to initially tame the hounds they have collected, and when Laura raises those birds of prey, Hamlet's darkness will have many more pairs of eyes.

No matter what kind of fighting or petty theft, they won't waste any time talking to you. It's not that easy to get prison food. They will just put you in shackles and take you to dig the frozen soil. They won't beat you if you don't obey, but if you don't work, you won't have anything to eat. It will be even more difficult to bear the hunger in the cold winter.

The usual methods used by those rogues who are hired by certain connections are completely useless, and it is simply wishful thinking to want to fill Hamlet's prison with them.

They should even be thankful that Lance was busy with research. After all, in someone's eyes, the value of these trash was only...

(End of this chapter)