Chapter 521: Race Against Time

The water in all the bottles became filthy, black with green, and exuded a strange smell.

Lin Qi's hand holding the lid of the box trembled slightly, but he soon calmed down. He had seen a lot of weird things in the past few months. Although he still couldn't have a heart full of thunder and thunder and a flat lake, at least he wouldn't be embarrassed by making a fuss. Seen.

Looking at the five people around him, there was no objection. Lynch randomly selected a bottle from them and held it up under the beating gas lamp.

The originally crystal clear glass bottle was filled with sludge inside, and the cool liquid became turbid. There were a large number of silt-like impurities suspended in the water, as if it had just been pulled out of the quagmire. When it was turned slightly, it became turbid. The liquid in the liquid also turned green from time to time, which made people feel nauseated just looking at it.

Lin Qi gritted his teeth and pulled out the crystal stopper from the bottle. A disgusting rancid smell hit his face, like the smell coming from the filthiest pond.

After enduring the stench and thinking for a while, Lin Qi took the tea cup left by others and poured the sewage in the bottle into it. The stench immediately came out of the tea cup. The water was still filthy and had not become clean after leaving the bottle. .

Frowning, Lin Qi took the teapot and poured the tea in. However, as soon as the dark red but clean tea was poured into the bottle, it immediately became as dirty as before.

What's going on?

Several people looked at each other, feeling vaguely uneasy in their hearts. Only Chairman Ole's voice sounded leisurely:

"Don't really think of it as a medicine chest. No matter how similar it looks to a medicine chest, it is essentially an ancient memory. You should consider it from the perspective of a strange object. Therefore, no matter what unexplainable things happen, it is normal. And don’t forget, according to Leviev’s description, this thing works by light, not by letting people drink the potion in the bottle, so there is no need to worry too much about the changes in the water.”

"But there must be a reason. Isn't it said that strange objects are fixed?"

Lynch shook the bottle, and the liquid inside was completely the same as what he had just poured out. The stench did not diminish after opening the cap.

"Nothing is fixed, including strange objects. In the science of strange objects, the factors that can affect strange objects are summarized into seven types, which are called the Seven Laws of Disguise."

I had never heard of it at all, and looking at the expressions on Trinleth's and Nightingale's faces, they were equally confused.

"It can be distinguished from its disguised form. For example, rupture means it has withstood an external force exceeding the upper limit, and smashing means it has carried an excessive concentration of filth. And I judge that this disguised form now belongs to the fourth type. The specific description is when the environment and internal memories When there is similarity or even overlap, divergence occurs in the internal form.”

"hiss……"

One sentence made everyone take a breath. The internal memory of Miracle Light is the plague, which means that the plague is imminent.

"Don't worry, this is not a bad thing." The chairman's calm tone quickly calmed everyone down, "If it is a completely unchanged strange object, it is difficult to study it from the outside, and although changes will bring a lot of trouble, it will also The situation that exposes itself in changes creates opportunities for us to study, and we can even learn a lot of information from it.”

Now Lynch's only thought was to be glad that he had dragged the chairman into the water, and others obviously had the same idea.

"When you got the strange object yesterday afternoon, because it had been kept inside the Silver Gate and was not affected by the outside world, it always maintained a clean and normal state. The specific time of change, um... I remembered the Archbishop early this morning. When you opened it, everything was fine, right?"

"Yes." Trinleth said, "I picked up a bottle and played with it on the carriage. I was still sighing in my heart. This bottle is very beautiful. It is hard to imagine that such advanced glass-fired technology existed at the end of the Third Age. , but was nearly destroyed in the catastrophe.”

"That is to say, the disguised time is the fourteen hours read by classmate Leviv in the deep layer. The span is a bit large, but fuzzy analysis can be used..." The chairman twirled his beard and fell into deep thought, and opened the door after a few minutes. He rolled his eyes and said, "Through fuzzy analysis, I have a rough conclusion. The occult plague has not yet fully formed, and there is a divine power that has not yet taken effect. The specific time of the outbreak should be within 168 hours. My personal preference is around 130 hours." "

"Phew, can the time be so accurate?"

Lin Qi breathed a sigh of relief. Six or seven days was more time than he thought. He immediately looked at Ms. Nightingale with searching eyes, and found that the old woman's expression had also relaxed. He nodded and said, "The sample should be completed tonight, and the test can begin early tomorrow morning."

"Test." Lin Qi suddenly slapped his forehead, "If it is the same as the news I brought back, and it is ineffective for people who are already sick, then are the test results still meaningful?"

"The test does not only have two results: effective and invalid. Lynch, we naturally have indicators to judge the effect..." The old woman smiled, "If everything goes well, we should be able to start production tomorrow afternoon. The morning after tomorrow, the first Get the medicine and be on your way.”

Archbishop Trinleth also attended the two-day meeting and asked a little worriedly: "Is there enough time?"

"Almost, even if calculated based on 130 hours, it is barely enough time." Nightingale had obviously calculated it countless times and said without thinking, "The plague is not completely synchronous. The theocratic outbreak is centered on the Rhine and outwards. Spread, the outbreak of the plague will also follow this trajectory, starting from the Rhine and spreading to the whole world in three to five days."

The archbishop pondered: "Then there is hope. With the blessing of the Lord of the Ocean, Shilin, and a few steamships being allocated to the route of the New World, we should be able to make a round trip within ten days. It is indeed barely enough."

"So the problem now is that in the worst case scenario, if the medicine is ineffective or something goes wrong in the end, we can only use the insurance measures that Lynch found."

Ms. Nightingale sighed. Lynch had just described the entire process of deep reading to everyone, and every detail was not missed. This gave Nightingale a rough understanding of the effects of strange objects, and explained:

"There is a rare power of healing here. It should be easy to cure ordinary plagues. But it is more troublesome to treat occult plagues. The process is actually completely different from curing ordinary plagues. In comparison, it is closer to the formation of occult plagues. . It is also a combination of two divine powers, in which the power of light itself has the characteristics of transmission and diffusion, just like the other party uses the communication power of the ancient flicker to spread the healing power and neutralize the power of disease with the healing effect. , so that the plague can be dissipated, but at this price..."

"What's the price?" Lynch asked, "Self-sacrifice?"

Ms. Nightingale shook her head slightly and did not answer.

"By the way, I remembered, there is another manifestation." Seeing several people fall into silence, Chairman Ole added, "Judging from the degree of its internal disguise, the effect of this plague is very serious, and it has It’s also a test in itself.”

Lin Qi was stunned: "You mean it may not work?"

"No, it is definitely effective, but it is not certain how much it will cost to make it effective."

"I will study this. After all, it is something left over from our past."

Ms. Nightingale smiled, holding another bottle filled with sewage and lost in thought.

"Ah, that's right." Officer Natalie looked at Nightingale's movements and her expression suddenly changed, "I also remembered something."

"Um?"

"I remember you said that the way to prevent the Miracle Light from getting out of control is to make sure that one-third of the bottle is filled with clean water before midnight every day."

"Yeah, here...fuck."

Looking at the twenty-four bottles filled with sewage, everyone present fell into deep thought at the same time.

Is there no need for the League of Shadows to take action?