Chapter 219: Lens Trench (Reward and Update)

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Since he said that it would take two days, Lukka gave him two days, and whatever he tossed in the cabin, the quill and parchment would not explode out of thin air anyway.

Lukka kept rummaging through the magic book, looking for the most inconspicuous clues in the text, hoping to find a clue about the "forces of chaos".

A day later, he still found nothing.

"I told you there was no such record, and you might as well practice the newly learned spells again!" Shut up and yawn back to the parrot, its tail feathers turned a little bald.

Lukka was a little tired, and the only thing he had to gain from the whole day was bloodshot in both eyes. The clock tower outside the window flickered three times, and it was early in the morning, and Lukka decided to sleep for a while.

Within a few hours, he was woken up from his sleep by Phil.

"Forget it!" said Phil excitedly.

"Didn't you say it would take two days? It's only a day and a half. Lukka rubbed his eyes, thinking he should put a lock on the door to the captain's quarters.

However, he quickly dispelled the idea again, no matter what kind of lock, it probably couldn't stop Thea for five seconds, and in front of Ollie, he probably couldn't survive for a second.

"Get up, everyone is waiting in the lounge!" Phil dragged him by the arm.

"Let me put on my coat, it's going to freeze to death!" Lukka said, picking up his heavy tweed coat.

In the common room, clutter on the long table, such as Nora's teacup, Thea's ledger, and a large pile of melon seeds and peanuts that had been shut up, had been cleaned up, and Crete spread a large chart on the table.

Phil pulled out a large stack of scratch paper and began with the first one:

"I calculated the refractive index of sunlight and normal sunlight under the influence of chaotic forces, and the difference between them is mainly in these bands......"

Lukka immediately interrupted him: "Don't talk about the principle, I'll listen to the conclusion!"

"If you don't explain the reason, you're going to say that I'm a blind again!" said Phil.

"No, I don't understand what you said, are you blinded people who don't look at this. Lukka shoved the scratch paper back into Phil's hand.

"What's that for?" Thea asked curiously.

"Look at my mood. Lukka pressed the dragon back into his seat, and suddenly thought of something, "Actually, you can do the math for him and verify that his results are not wrong." ā€

Thea wrinkled her nose disdainfully: "It's not the number of silver coins, I can't count." ā€

Hearing this obviously perfunctory answer, Lukka didn't say anything more, but turned back to Phil and asked, "What about the result?" ā€

"Oh, the result is a coordinate. ā€

Phil was full of the emotion of "his sense of accomplishment exploded but no one could share it", and in disappointment, he took out the last piece of scratch paper, threw it on the table and said, "West 93.7, North 43.2." ā€

The latitude and longitude of the Sunset Islands were similar to those Luca had been in contact with before, and he picked up the piece of paper and walked to the chart. Before he could look down to compare the values, he saw Daniel on the other side frowning.

"Why, isn't this place easy to get to?" he said, looking down at the chart.

The charts depict the entire Sunset Islands, based on the first chart drawn by Daniel's ancestor, Russell Morgan. The center of the coordinates is the place of zero degrees, which is the middle line of the Sunset Islands, with a total of 150 degrees from east to west and a total of 90 degrees from north to south.

So, the westernmost coordinates on the chart say 75.0 degrees west.

Lukka reconfirmed that the coordinates given by Phil clearly read 93.7 degrees west.

"It's all out of the charts, isn't it?" he exclaimed.

Phil scratched his head: "Anyway, that's how my calculations turned out, there won't be a mistake!"

"Actually, it's not that there's nothing outside of the chart, it's just that it's not drawn on the chart. Crete unhurriedly relieved Phil.

"Then we don't care about the charts and go straight in that direction?" Daniel always felt that such a rash action was a bit hasty.

"The west side of the Sunset Islands?" Lukka smiled, "Have you forgotten that someone has actually been there." ā€

He told him to shut up and say a few words, and the parrot spread its wings and flew away.

It didn't take long for Leon to shut up and walk in.

He held an old chart in his hand, and as soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Are you going to the Endless Sea?"

The "Endless Sea" in Leon's mouth refers to the vast ocean west of the Sunset Islands, and it is this body of water that he and his Horizon explored in the midst of countless people's doubts seventeen years ago.

He spread out the chart in his hand and said, "This is my hand-drawn, there may be a lot of error, but except for the copy that was handed over to the Alliance Government Palace, there is only this one in the entire archipelago." ā€

Then, Leon read the coordinates again, and his face was slightly disappointed: "It's just at the edge of the Endless Sea." ā€

"Is there anything in this place?" asked Luca.

Leon shook his head: "No, just the sea." Also, the water in this area is very deep, and when you look at it from the surface, the color is different from other places, and I remember coming up with a name at the beginning. ā€

He found a very small line of handwriting on the map near the coordinates: the Lens Trench.

"Lens, will this place have the spotting effect of a lens?" Phil was interested.

"That's not it, I accidentally dropped the glass lens into the sea there, the kind that is installed in a telescope, and I can't catch it if I want to, so I casually came up with such a name. Leon said.

"Well, I thought there was something special. Phil sighed.

"There's nothing in this coordinate, what the hell are you going to do with it?" asked Luca patting him on the shoulder.

"Oh, that's easy, I've designed a device, just use the rest of the ship, you drive the boat to that place, and let the sunlight shine directly onto the medium crystal at noon on the winter solstice - it's the icosahedron, and the rest will change. Phil replied.

"Wait and see?" Lukka thought there must be something wrong with this.

"Yes, if the crystals don't break, then the sun's problem is solved. If the crystals shatter, then we are solved by the sun's problem. It's as simple as that. Phil was remarkable.

"Why don't you make a few more crystals for later?" Ollie came up with an idea.

Phil didn't appreciate it: "It's useless, it's just a chance, if the crystal is broken, the chaotic energy will not return to the sun, and it will probably spread to the entire sea." ā€

He paused, then added, "I'm not sure I'll make another one that is so perfect." ā€

"I don't have that much gem dust for you to toss!" Lukka said.