our family is gone

Chapter 840 Scarlet Courtyard (1)

Business routes are not only on land, but also on sea. Lance wants to build Hamlet into a bridge between the two continents and create a stable environment where everyone can make money together and promote the development and progress of society.

Of course, there are some things they should know what they can touch and what they cannot touch.

Representatives of various businessmen gathered together again after returning from the meeting. Although the association existed in name only, they still had to meet and reach a tacit understanding in order to deal with the giant Hamlet.

"Casinos and brothels cannot touch the food. Isn't the market in Hamlet still closed?"

"Look at the list of prohibited items, it's outrageous. Why does the master care about this? Is it easy for us to sell some goods?"

"Okay, there's no point in discussing this."

"It's fine if you don't come."

"Go to the hospital and see the addicts. You are so fucking immoral."

No one agreed with the man's complaints. Instead, there were mostly jokes and sarcasm, because everyone knew the man inside and out. The power behind him almost monopolized those higher-purity addictive drugs, and no one else could make that money.

"Nonsense, this is a medicine that calms people's hearts, you know?"

The man wanted to refute, but everyone was not paying attention to this impossible topic and instead started to test the waters.

"But then again, how much of the potion share did they give you?"

Hamlet still gave them some sweet benefits. Those who participated in the Huangsha Ancient Road project could get a certain proportion of the medicine share, but it was not made public. That is, each family's share was different, but the total was fixed, and they could get more by squeezing people out.

“I didn’t expect those potions to come from Hamlet.”

"Hamlet's medical skills are really amazing, much better than those half-baked ones."

No one would answer this question, and they all laughed it off and changed the subject. From this, we can see that Lance easily divided them, and this meeting was destined to be fruitless...

Lance didn't care too much about the affairs of these ordinary people. He was mainly preparing for the affairs of those extraordinary people.

The situation he announced before was quickly spread by those people. Most of the extraordinary people were eager to seek asylum, not to mention how precious a basic knowledge and a safe communication venue were to those retail investors who pursued extraordinary things but knew nothing.

At least they wouldn't make mistakes in the ritual due to misreading the most basic ancient characters. Failure would be fine, but the backlash would be the end of it.

And there is no need to worry about the church or other supernatural forces hunting them, and of course the same applies to their own kind.

Spiritually gifted people are good material, but Hamlet prohibits such meaningless internal friction, giving some people a chance to breathe and building a positive and healthy environment.

Development is the only truth. We should promote the standardization of extraordinary people and stop doing evil rituals every day.

As time passed, everything seemed to be on the right track. Since returning to the farm, Lance has spent most of his time on research on crystals, and now he has achieved results.

There are several people with spellcasting talents and extraordinary awakenings coming and going in the laboratory. These people have been trained by Lance since childhood, and now they have begun to serve as assistants and deal with related matters.

You can see many palm-sized stone platforms on the field, with ritual runes and patterns carved on them, and a thumb-sized crystal inserted on one of them.

At this time, under the power of the ritual, the crystal is releasing light steadily, and it can be seen that the light on different platforms separated by partitions is different.

There are also many mice kept in cages in the surrounding area to test the effects. After several days of exposure, there are not many effects, and now they seem to be doing well.

what does this mean?
A flashlight from another world, an extraordinary light bulb?
Do not!
It is a high-density energy core, an extraordinary battery, and an energy source.

If we can make a lamp today, it can be used to drive cars, ships, and weapons tomorrow...it's just a different way of outputting energy.

In other words, Hamlet will be able to develop a crystal technology route based on this, one that uses supernatural powers to improve real productivity.

Imagine, especially when it comes to some small devices, a crystal chip the size of a fingernail allows the phone to be used for a long time with high intensity for ten days or half a month without the need for charging. It can be replaced and continued to be used as easily as changing a phone card.

Large equipment, such as a car, can directly insert an energy crystal as thick as an arm and travel thousands of kilometers without refueling.

Of course, these were nothing but Lance's beautiful fantasies, because now just a lamp had given him a headache for a long time, and it was far from being finished and could only emit light.

Moreover, the energy output must be huge to support the entire system. With the current crystal output, even if the technology matures in the future, it can only support some high-end products at most.

However, Lance did not hesitate. Instead, he increased his investment and mobilized resources to conduct in-depth research on crystals from all aspects.

"It has lasted for several days, and the output of light has not decreased significantly. The energy contained in this material is very high."

"There are no obvious mutations in the test subjects. The animal test has passed. We will first install them in those places in the sanatorium to see the effect of the human test."

"The crystal gunpowder in the laboratory is complete and has shown great power, at least increased by 20%, and..."

"We have also tried the crystal potion. It doesn't have much therapeutic effect, but it is effective in curing some diseases..."

From the conversation between Lance and the researchers in the laboratory, it can be heard that military industry and medical care, Hamlet's two current pillar industries, have benefited from it.

Why does Lance want to control those extraordinary people and regulate their research?
From this we can see that if those extraordinary people get the crystal, they will not do various experiments to determine the threat, but will just tinker with it and then use it directly.

It's okay if it harms yourself, but it usually harms others, which may lead to bigger troubles.

Currently, research on crystal is still ongoing. It will take time to get results and continue to improve and perfect it, so Lance’s research is in another aspect.

Lance instigated the pirates to kill each other around the shipwreck island. He used the Blood Grail to collect their blood and the bodies were sacrificed.

Now that he has free time, he begins to study the inheritance left by Alvis, and begins to transform the power in the Holy Grail and purify the spiritual crystals.

Now the energy of crystal can be released through rituals, but once it is used up it will just be a dull stone. This topic also involves the conversion of energy, and perhaps it can be applied to whether crystals can be recharged repeatedly.

However, at this time, the guards brought back a message and a strange corpse. After discovering the problems of the farm, Lance realized that there were still many pits hidden by the ancestors above Hamlet.

He has never been the kind of person who likes to wait for trouble to come to him, so he sent people out to conduct more in-depth explorations into the depths of the wilderness. Now the guards who were sent out to explore have come back to report a new discovery.

To the northwest of Hamlet, that is, to the west of the ruins of the old city, there is a large swamp at the foot of the mountains, and many animal carcasses were found outside the swamp.

As the swamp was covered by thick fog and filled with a strange aura, they did not dare to act rashly, so they came back to report and wait for the next instructions.

Lance examined the bodies he brought back. They were relatively well preserved due to the winter, but they all had some very strange phenomena. They were sucked dry and turned into mummies. There were also ulcers on the bodies, and they were covered with various signs of gnawing by mouthparts. It was difficult to guess what killed them.

"I will handle this matter. Don't let anyone know. This is a critical moment in Hamlet's transformation. We must keep it secret and not cause panic."

"Yes!"

Lance was not surprised by this, but he did not say anything this time, and even did not reveal too much to the people around him.

Because this matter is also recorded in the ancestor's diary.

Before the ancestor devoted himself to the pursuit of truly forbidden knowledge, he was an active participant in the luxury, elegance and debauchery of private gatherings in the upper echelons of society.

By that time, I had completely turned into a madman who followed my instincts and impulses, indulging in crazy indulgence all day long and falling into endless emptiness.

All this continued until a woman arrived. The charming countess appeared gentle and elegant on the surface, but as an old ancestor who was well versed in the struggles of the nobility, she was the first to realize that there was a conspiracy surrounding Hamlet.

Seeing the Countess surrounded by the northern nobles, the old man felt threatened, and he plotted to get rid of the charming Countess with the most cruel, ruthless and joyful means.

However, when the murder was about to happen, the inhuman scene of the woman was revealed under the moonlight, but as Lord Hamlet, the ancestor with family inheritance still completed the assassination.

Logically, the matter should have ended like this, in a noble and decent manner, with nothing showing.

It’s just that the ancestor was somewhat seriously ill, so he used the countess’s blood to brew wine, and then invited all the nobles to come and taste the wine.

He needs to show his control over Hamlet and demonstrate to the nobles who had previously tried to please the countess. In simple terms, it is to assert his sovereignty and test obedience.

Naturally, no one dared to disobey the ancestor. He held the wine glass and watched everyone drink the blood wine flatteringly. But just when the ancestor was complacent, the nobles at the table suddenly indulged in destroying their own bodies. Everything was filled with indescribable madness.

But the ancestor couldn't care less at this point, as his blood splattered on his face and he tasted a drop of forbidden red wine, the power of which also granted me that blinding glimpse, revealing the terror that had been dormant under Hamlet for so long.

From that moment on, the ancestor believed that he knew the horrifying truth about this world and began to research.

It can be said that without the conspiracy, the ancestor would have been a rich second-generation with no desire to strive, and might have died in a woman's belly one day, ending his ridiculous life.

But that thing just happened to inspire his ambition to start a business, which led to the current situation. It was not until Lance arrived that things were finally sorted out.

This means that the courtyard is the key to Hamlet's downfall, and even holds evidence of the ancestor's corruption, which means that Lance must never let anything inside it leak out.

Lance took out the old ancestor's map, tapped one of the locations with his finger and made a decision.

After simply packing up and telling the people below, Lance set off. He didn't need to prepare anything because he was enough.

To be honest, I've been doing research for so long, I just want to take a breath...

Neither day nor night, neither heat nor cold, neither wilderness nor swamp, could stop him.

When Lance arrived at the swamp, he also saw the complicated situation.

A large number of trees grow in it. The fertile soil and abundant water sources allow them to grow more vigorously. Vines are everywhere, entangled in it, and there are large tangled plants hanging down. The dense shrubs and weeds make it impossible to even step on the ground.

What's even more bizarre is that the gray fog spreads, obscuring the view deep inside, and the complexity of the swamp's environment can be felt from the outside.

Although swamps are formed due to humidity and lush vegetation, the evaporated water vapor cannot dissipate, so it will form a long-lasting fog.

But it is not spring or summer now. Logically speaking, the low temperature in winter, coupled with the biting cold wind, should turn into snowflakes and turn the world into a white world even if it does not dissipate.

Nothing can go against the laws of nature, unless it is not natural at all...

The good news for Lance is that the cold winter has turned the swamp ground into frozen soil, so he doesn't have to worry about sinking when he steps on it, nor does he have to worry about getting his feet covered in mud.

Lance took a quick look and walked towards the depths of the swamp, then disappeared into the fog.

The fog seemed to be able to block out even the cold winter. The sharp cold wind beside my ears subsided, but my vision was also obstructed. I walked straight into the fog until the scene in front of me suddenly became clear.

But the strange thing is that what Lance saw directly was a wilderness in the snow, which means that he had gone around and walked out again, but he was clearly walking straight ahead just now.

Sure enough, there is something wrong with this fog. Not only does it separate the inside and the outside, it can also disrupt perception or space.

But this energy is a bit similar to the one on the ghost ship [Lightless]. Could it be some fucking ritual of the ancestor?

In other words, this should be said to be the legacy of Hamlet's family. If one can master this power, it will be very useful for confidentiality work such as research institutes, and there is no need to worry about outsiders breaking in.

I originally planned to get along with you as an ordinary person, but now Lance is not pretending anymore. He no longer suppresses his own strength and directly takes out the [Prophet's Eyeball] to use its power to spy.

Even the illusions created by the sleepers could be seen as traces, so dealing with these human creations was even easier. The mist became thinner in his eyes, and he could even see traces of the flow in it. This was indeed the effect of the extraordinary ritual.

It seems that it would be difficult to attend the "banquet" without an invitation.

Interesting...but I'm the host of the party!

Soon he penetrated the fog and entered the bloody courtyard shrouded in mist.