Chapter 310: The King's Leisure Day (Part II)

Seeing that the comer was about to rush into the crowd, the guards standing in the front row knocked him to the ground with a shoulder strike, and then drew his long sword and aimed it at the man's throat.

"Stop, please! he's a scholar at the University of Twilight!" Terrence rushed forward, quickly stopping the guards.

Todd looked closely at the man on the ground.

The man was about thirty years old, his body was emaciated by long-term malnutrition, his skin was pale from the end of day, and his hands had ten long and slender fingers, which looked like bamboo knots.

Terrence explained to Todd, "This scholar is Wayne Dunlop, a professor of physiology, who has unlocked the secret of 'human blood circulation' and registered a patent for it, ending the church's thousand-year-old 'blood aura theory'. ”

There was a discordant murmur from the scholars around them.

"This guy has not been systematically educated at all. ”

"He used to be a veterinarian, and I bet he's not much smarter than the pig butchers. ”

"I've heard that he spends his days in the company of corpses, and that the bottles and jars in the room are full of human organs. ”

"I really don't know how this kind of person got into the university......

Todd frowned, it seemed that this guy lying on the ground was not treated well by the other scholars.

Wayne got up from the ground, grabbed the corner of Master Terrence with one hand, and said loudly, "Lord Terrence, please come with me, my experiment will begin soon!"

"Wayne Dunlop, pay attention to your words and deeds, Your Majesty has come to visit the university today, you must not be rude......"

Before he finished speaking, Terrence suddenly opened his eyes and stammered, "Wait...... Wait a minute, you say...... Experiment?!That experiment, you're still continuing?!"

Angry and annoyed, Terrence was about to reprimand Wayne loudly, but found Todd looking at the daring scholar with interest, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Todd said, "What kind of experiment is it? Can I take a look?"

Wayne then turned his gaze to the person who spoke: "Your Majesty, you are Your Majesty, great! If you can come and see my experiment, it will be the honor of my life!"

Terrence covered his forehead with his hand and whispered to Todd, "Your Majesty, there are still many places to visit in the university, and you don't have to go to see Wayne's experiments. ”

Todd waved his hand absently: "What does it matter, this visit itself has not set a route and goals, my plan is to see wherever I go." ”

Seeing that there was no way to persuade the king, Terrence also gave up on stopping and followed Wayne to the basement of the laboratory building instead.

During the journey, Terrence introduced Todd to the life of Wayne Dunlop.

Wayne Dunlop, who was born into a family of serfs, was also a veterinarian on the ranch because his father was a veterinarian on the ranch.

As a child, due to the poverty of his family, Wayne was unable to receive an education, and he sought every opportunity to learn and enrich himself by giving medical treatment to livestock, borrowing books from the homes of farmers and nobles, and aspiring to become a church clerk.

However, the good times were short-lived.

When he was sixteen years old, a plague spread throughout the Moon Creek Plain, killing most of the members of his family. Since then, Wayne's temperament has changed dramatically and he has become interested in pathology and anthropology.

He traveled extensively to many countries, and it was not until more than a year ago that he finally settled in Twilight City, where he studied microbiology for several months. Later, he spent all his savings, bought a microscope, and sneaked into the barbarian-controlled Silver Ring City, dissecting and studying the corpses of the dead, and eventually discovered the secret of blood circulation.

"It was I who offered Wayne to join the University of Twilight and become a professor. Terrence walked along the road, his face full of confusion: "This kid has an infinite passion and thirst for the truth, and while the others are still asleep, he has already gotten up from his bed and started to sort out the reports, and when the others yawn back to their lodgings, he is still fighting in the laboratory. ”

Wayne was the first to donate all of his property and transfer his patent rights to the University of Twilight free of charge. ”

Todd nodded as he listened, "Sounds like a very good scholar. ”

Terrence clutched his beard bitterly: "As a follower of truth, he is undoubtedly excellent, but as a human researcher, many of his actions are controversial, even deviant. ”

Hearing the words "deviant", Todd just wanted to ask what was going on, but the team had already arrived at the door of Wayne's lab, and the scene in front of him made him forget about his question for a while.

More than a dozen men, women, and children, dressed in simple clothes, stopped at the door of the laboratory, looking inside with sad faces.

Todd asked, "Who are these people?"

Terrence sighed, "These people are all family members of the experiments. ”

"The family of the experiment?!"

Todd was stunned for a moment, then he tore through the crowd and walked to Wayne's lab.

A large glass screen separates the laboratory into two spaces.

In the space inside, there was a strangely shaped metal bed, on which lay a withered, emaciated, and dying, naked old man.

Todd frowned and asked Wayne, who was busy transcribing data in the room, "What's going on?!"

The latter recorded the old man's vital symptoms and said without raising his head: "This is an experiment about life and soul. ”

Todd questioned, but Wayne was completely immersed in the experiment, ignoring anything from the outside world.

Master Terrence stood up at this time: "Your Majesty, let me explain. ”

"The old man you see behind the glass who is dying is the subject of this experiment, and the people waiting outside are the family of the old man. ”

The general principle of Wayne's experiment is as follows: first create a room that is isolated from the outside world, and remove the interfering elements in the room as much as possible, such as air, humidity, temperature and noise, etc., and then build a complete set of precision instruments that can detect changes in the room. ”

Speaking of this, Terrence pointed to the metal bed behind the glass and said to Todd: "There is a watertight device made under the bed, which can measure the weight change of the test subject on the bed, up to the gram, and the long vertical glass column set up in the room is a piezometer to detect the change in the air pressure in the room. In addition to this, there are magnetic field compasses, mercury thermometers, light intensity topologies, and so on......"

Looking at the dying old man on the bed, trembling all over his body and making a loud voice from his mouth, Todd asked Terrence, "So what exactly is this experiment trying to do?"

"Like Wayne just said, it's an experiment about life and soul. Terrence glanced at Wayne Dunlop, who was in a state of academic frenzy, and shook his head: "He got some dying people from the immigration area and let them into this room to spend the last part of their lives." He is responsible for recording all data changes in the room at the moment of death. And in this way, it is determined whether there is a soul that overflows the body after death. ”

"It's just, it's just ......" Todd shook his head, trying to find a suitable adjective to describe this ridiculous experiment, but finally, he took a deep breath and asked, "These experiments, they willingly cooperate with Wayne's experiment?"

Terrence knew what the king wanted to ask, and explained in a whisper: "These dying people are from poor families in the settlement area. Wayne promised them a handsome honorarity in exchange for dying in the lab. ”

"There's something wrong with this...... "Todd rubbed his temples with his fingers.

Huggins stood beside Todd, looked at everything behind the glass, and said softly, "This practice desecrates life and denigrates death." ”

As he spoke, the old man on the metal bed, breathing like a broken bellows, grabbed his hands at his side for a while, and wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

Then, the old man's body movements gradually slowed down, his pupils dilated, and his chest no longer rose and fell.

Todd had seen soldiers dead on the battlefield and his fellow human struggling in the fire, but the process of turning from survival to death in front of him was so calm that it bordered on cruelty that his mind trembled like a knife.

The scholars who accompanied him went from shock at first, to anger later.

Someone rushed to Wayne, who was recording the numbers, grabbed the opponent's collar with his hand, punched the opponent in the face, and shouted: "You bastard!

Looking at Wayne, who was knocked to the ground, Master Terrence's face was full of sadness and worry: "Mr. Dunlop, follow my persuasion and stop your experiment immediately!"

Wayne used his body to protect his precious experimental data, endured the punches and kicks of others, and shouted: "You keep revering the truth and staying away from God, but your mind is still full of outdated ideas!"

Terrence stopped the atrocities of the people, lifted Wayne up with his body, and said to him: "Young man, this has nothing to do with truth and God, what you have done has touched the bottom line of humanity. ”

Wayne looked at Terrence and said sadly, "What is a human being?!If there really is a God, then did he consider his own bottom line when he created human beings?!"

After a pause, Wayne, who had a blue nose and swollen face, looked at Todd with a hopeful gaze: "Your Majesty, my Majesty! Do you also hold such a narrow view? Why can't we do what God can do? Why do we use human thinking to bind the existence of truth!"

Todd's ears rang with the weeping of the families of the deceased, the voices of scholars arguing, some cursing at the undignified experiment, and others whispering about whether the search for truth should be so unscrupulous.

Todd said to Wayne, "Mr. Dunlop, I can understand your feelings, but what I'm telling you is that your thinking is right, but your method is wrong. ”