Chapter 1130 Historical Speculation
"Do you know too little...?" Celine's thin beards drooped down, and she seemed to be quite touched. "Indeed, the longer I stay in the Quest Club, the more I feel that I know very little. And what you brought from the dream world The books I came back opened my eyes. Listening to what you said, maybe I shouldn't use incredible to describe it - because there is something much more incredible than that."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Us." Celine chuckled. "According to the book, aren't we all made up of a bunch of elements? Carbon, nitrogen, hydrogen, etc... are not much different from trees. But we can cry. Being able to laugh and think is much more magical than being able to shine."
"I have read that book, but it's hard to believe it." Nightingale sighed, "I don't want to admit at all that the skin on my body is not fundamentally different from the rough bark of a tree."
"This is probably the secret of the structure that Your Majesty refers to."
Celine looked at Roland, but he didn't answer.
"His Majesty?"
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Only then did Roland come back to his senses, "Celine, what was that sentence you said before?"
"Are we more magical than the stone monument?"
"That's it..." He felt an idea coming to his mind. "Could it be that the so-called stone tablets are not the product of someone who placed them there as a memorial, but that they are the stick figures themselves?"
"You mean-" Celine's voice sounded a little surprised.
"The stick figures are the stone tablets, and what we see is the body left behind by them." Roland answered word by word, while his body couldn't help but tremble. That's right, a brand new life form that is completely different from carbon-based organisms - silicon-based organisms.
He had not thought of this aspect at first, but once the idea surfaced, not only some of the characteristics of the "luminous stele" itself could be explained, but the murals left in the temple also had a deeper meaning.
First of all, why are there so many lines on the monument? Not only the surface, but also the inside - if they are all carved with tools, then even Anna who has awakened the Black Fire will not be able to do it in a short time, not to mention that according to the discoverer's dictation, every stone tablet is carved with tools. That’s it.
If you think about it from another angle, it is not surprising if they grow by themselves.
There may have been an endless flow of "blood" in the lines. Under the squeeze of the blood, the silicon oxide produced a local piezoelectric effect - and these electrical signals were mixed together to eventually form thoughts. In addition, electric current can be converted into visible light through a certain mechanism, so they have the ability to communicate with the outside world.
Roland couldn't help but think of the huge fused stickman on the mural and the lake formed by flowing blood...
Considering stability alone, oil is naturally more suitable than water.
Thinking further, the radioactive clan, the biggest enemies of the stickmen, may not have worshiped radioactive substances for no reason.
Strong radiation can interfere with circuits and even cause "electronic equipment" to malfunction - this may be the source of the radioactive family's beliefs!
Roland seemed to see a shocking picture slowly unfolding in front of him.
Two completely different civilizations fought a final battle in the extreme south for the relics of the gods. One was completely wiped out, and the blood flowing out formed the underground Styx and the Choking Swamp. But because the body does not decay, it will still exist as a tombstone buried underground thousands of years later. The other side won the victory, but their whereabouts were missing. Except for the ruins and the ritual cube in Cage Mountain, they disappeared even more completely. Later generations can only guess the history that happened through a few vicissitudes of murals.
This is simply unbelievable!
"Are the luminous stone tablets the same living beings as us?" Celine pondered. "With all due respect, it's hard for me to imagine that these blocks have their own consciousness and can move freely... Do you have more evidence?"
Roland calmed down the shock in his heart and shook his head slightly, "This is just my personal guess. The facts are probably very different, because from an evolutionary perspective, such a thing is almost impossible to happen."
What life becomes depends largely on the environment that nurtures it. Regardless of whether they are devils or evil beasts, they are still products of the biosphere, but silicon-based organisms? That is a completely different path of evolution. When sharing the same natural environment, no matter how you think about it, there should be no two types of life with different essential structures.
"But according to what you said, the content on the mural is surprisingly consistent..." Celine was silent for a moment, "In that case, let's put the puzzle aside for now. I think as long as we continue to explore, we will always know the answer. The truth - after all, only in this way can people truly grow."
"Sounds reasonable..." Nightingale curled her lips.
"This is also one of the tenets of the Quest." Celine smiled, "Speaking of which, I also did some tests on the luminous response of the stone tablet. I wanted to try to use it to replace the magic stone for lighting, but the result was not ideal. .”
"No way...?" Roland frowned. When he first got the report, his first thought was to replace the lamps. After all, due to limitations in power generation, light bulbs now only exist in factories and a few surrounding communities. Popularizing nighttime lighting is still an arduous project. If the stone tablet can be used as a lamp, it will undoubtedly bring great convenience to the people's livelihood, education and other undertakings in Neverwinter City.
"It's not that it's impossible, it's just very troublesome. Your Majesty, please take a look." She picked out two samples - obviously, they were two-stepped fragments of the stele. One was as thin as a piece of paper, and the other was about the size of tofu. Celine squeezed them at the same time, and two balls of light suddenly burst out from the auxiliary whiskers. The thin one was so bright that it was dazzling, while the thick one was comparable to a magic stone. After about ten seconds, the former suddenly dimmed and stopped glowing, while the latter persisted for half a minute longer. "I use the same strength in both hands."
Roland immediately understood what the other party meant, "Its brightness and duration are related to the degree of deformation and its size."
"That's right," Celine nodded her main beard, "the fragments of the stele cannot stay lit forever. The smaller they are, the faster they disappear. Although they can slowly recover after that, it will take a long time - if I want to use them To illuminate the entire underground hall, hundreds of complete stone tablets would have to be placed, and hundreds of kilograms of iron blocks would have to be stacked on top of each stele. After the light ran out, the iron blocks would have to be moved down. The two together are absolutely huge.”
If it is used as a fixed light source and a pulley block is used to lift a heavy object, it can be regarded as a makeshift use, although it is cumbersome enough. Roland looked at the fragment that had lost its luster, thinking thoughtfully... The smaller the size, the easier it is to deform, but the corresponding luminous time is also surprisingly short, it is almost the same as passing by in a flash——
Wait, just a flash?
His eyes suddenly lit up.
The development of the "stone tablet" may take a long time, but he has now thought of a very suitable use.
This problem has plagued the First Army for a long time, and will become more and more obvious in the foreseeable future.
But now, it seems to have an opportunity to solve it in disguise.
That is the "indicator line" of gun shooting - the tracer bullet.
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