Chapter 73: Russell's Treasure
Russell. With an unpredictable smile on his face, Gustav accepted the salute from everyone at the long table and raised his glass to take a sip. The bright red liquor was on his lips, like a faint stain of blood.
He spread his arms and pressed down slightly, stopping the whispers and other movements of the crowd, and as he scanned the long table with his azure eyes, he continued: "Your adventurous spirit is commendable, and your luck is enviable...... But to inherit my treasures, courage and luck are not enough. Next, I'll test you to see if you have the wisdom to match! β
What does it mean to inherit your treasure? Motionless, silently listening, Douglas inevitably remembered some sand sculpture scam text messages:
I am Qin Shi Huang, I was resurrected in Liaoling, and now I urgently need 100,000 terracotta warriors and horses to rule the world, transfer 5,000 yuan to this account, and I will seal you as the general of Zhenguo after I come out......
He didn't raise his glass or touch the food on the table, partly because the hand was still on his shoulder, and secondly because Vanna, who was across his line of sight, hadn't touched anything. After giving him a quiet gesture, Vanna lowered her gaze and pressed her hand to her temple, a faint expression of pain and nostalgia on her face.
Good thing in Russell. Gustav didn't seem to notice their inaction. His gaze did not stop at anyone, but announced in a loud voice: "This is my labyrinth, it has three floors, three floors, left and right, and this lounge is in the middle. Go open the door on the wall! The first person to return here through the eight rooms and be able to answer my questions will have access to my endless treasures! β
After saying that, Russell. Gustav sat back in his chair, which looked like a throne, his eyes slightly closed, and he didn't make any more movements.
Dude, you're a bit like an NPC that posts quests...... Douglas secretly cursed as the remaining twelve people at the long table exchanged glances. Some people hesitate in place, as if doubting the truth of the words; Some of them got up and walked to the door in the wallβwhich would inevitably lead to the other rooms; Others tried to start a conversation.
The man sitting to Douglas's left turned around, brushed the brown hair from his forehead, and smiled at him in a friendly way: "Ancestors, this is really a wonderful journey." β
The language he speaks is Gufsak, and his tone has an aria feel, and his costume is distinctly asymmetrical, predominantly dark gray, embellished with silver ornaments. Douglas looked at the dress, then at the brown-haired and gray-eyed man, and suddenly understood where the familiarity came from.
This person, in terms of clothing and appearance, is exactly the same as the corpse Nine found in the castle earlier.
Douglas's face turned pale, and after obtaining the breakthrough point, he immediately confirmed: except for himself, Vanna, and the people behind him, the remaining nine people were all corpses in the castle, at least the ratio of men to women and the clothing of each person could match.
Plus Russell. Gustav, the scene now is really beautiful with the swarm of demons dancing.
"Who says it's not...... "Anyway, someone who has even seen such a big scene as the heir of the evil god, Douglas's cheeks twitched a few times, and he quickly calmed down, and asked the corpse nine tentatively, "You, do you think there is really a treasure of Russell the Great here?" β
He originally wanted to ask, "Do you know who Russell is, a Quaternary person", but he felt that this was too straightforward, and it was the same "breaking the rules" behavior as cremating the corpse No. 9 and then throwing it out of the castle, which was easy to cause danger, so he changed it to a tactful way.
The man behind him didn't stop him from talking to Corpse Nine.
Corpse Nine seems to be a very mild, gentle corpse. Its dark gray eyes rolled, and he smiled: "Ah, I hope it's true, who doesn't love treasures from heaven?" The only concern now is the trials in those rooms, may the ancestors forgive me for my dull qualifications, and may you bless your descendants to obtain this treasure and restore the glory of the family......"
As he spoke, Corpse Nine's eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was peaceful and reverent.
Douglas waited for it to open its eyes again before asking, with a little curiosity, "You seem to have come from a prominent family." β
"As you can see, I myself am only a descendant of a side branch of my family." "But it is true that the ancestor's surname was honorably placed under the Emperor's scepter...... Under Clinton. Tamara is traveling around the continent to gain knowledge. β
Tamara...... Hey, this seems to be one of the extraordinary families of the Quaternary period! Tamara, like Abraham, Antigonus, Amun, and Jacob, was a great nobleman of the Tudor dynasty of the Quaternary Age!
Even in the official sources of the Church, the Tamara family is mentioned: because of the rare "apprenticeship" circulation within the Gnostic, it is speculated that their lineage is related to the Abrahamic family, or to the Tamara family, who intermarried with the former.
It was hard for Douglas not to think that the source of his "apprentice's" potion was the Gnostic...... This, it's really fate...... He smiled stiffly but politely, and responded, "Disrespectful, disrespectful, I didn't expect to see such a glorious surname in such a place......"
Corpse Nine β Clinton. The corners of Tamara's mouth first rose slightly, as if she was satisfied with Douglas's respect, but soon her smile was mixed with a hint of bitterness: "No need to be polite, His Majesty's kingdom has fallen apart, and our surname has long been dusted. Alas, even the glorious Abraham ......"
It sighed vaguely, and instead of continuing the conversation, it got up from its seat and made a strange one-legged standing salute: "It's been a pleasure to talk to you, but the treasure is close at hand, and I'm excited to try it." Let's meet again in the room later and good luck. β
After that, Clinton. Tamara left the table and walked to one of the doors.
At the same time, Vanna got up and walked over, and the hand that was on Douglas's shoulder was withdrawn. Only now did Douglass dare to turn backβunsurprisingly, the man behind him was the one sitting in the library.
The three of them stood together. There seemed to be a shadow in Vanna's brown eyes, and she first gave Douglas a soothing smile, then turned to the library, as if to say something. But the latter raised his hand slightly and stopped her words: "It seems that you are the 'key'." So let's get started, I've been waiting for a long time. β
Vanna pursed her lips and nodded silently.
From their conversations, Douglas was able to judge the fact that the treasure was real, that it would take Vana herself to open it, and that the library boss was also seeking the treasure.
But that still doesn't explain Russell. The appearance of Gustav and the resurrection of other corpses, especially many of whom died before Russell was born. Douglas froze, plucked up the courage to look at the person in the library, "What shall I call you?" β
Dark, dark eyes turned to him. The long-haired, half-white, youthful and old man thought for a moment and said slowly: "Antigonus." β
He glanced at Douglas and added, "Amun...... It's my friend. β
The latter had a look on his face that was ready to speak.
Why are you Quaternary nobles everywhere? It feels like throwing a stone out and hitting two.
Mouthful.
After dealing with Amon, Medici, and Ulorius, Douglas also had experience in dealing with such an ancestor-level figure, and he said calmly and restrainedly: "I have a lot of experience with Russell. Gustav is familiar with it, and if this is really a treasure set up by Russell, I'm confident I can help you. β
He was familiar with the real Huang Tao, that "Russell. Gustav: "The traveler under the skin, of course, Rosell's achievements in the universal sense are better known than most people - thanks to Antonia, a good fellow of the blood who idolizes Russell.
Antigonus nodded, without saying too much.
So Douglas turned around and pulled Vana and walked a few quick steps, looking at her seriously: "What can you tell me now, say." β
ββ¦β¦ I don't know. Vanna shook her head, her gaze resting on the doors around the room, "I didn't lie to you, my memory was partially missing before I got here. I'm afraid that only by passing through the eight rooms as required here and coming into contact with the real 'treasures' will the memories be fully restored. β
The three of them passed by Russell, who was sitting still. Gustav (Douglasque resisted the urge to say hello and ask "Odd Couples Remain the Same") walked over to the wall. This lounge has a choice of three doors on each wall.
Combined with the previous introduction, Douglas has already conceived a Rubik's cube-like structure in his mind, and has begun to speculate about what extraordinary forces such a structure relies on to exist in macroscopic reality.
A random door was chosen to pass through, and the three of them came to a room much smaller than the lounge. It was dimly lit and smelled of incense, and a stack of tarot cards stacked on a low table covered with a fringed tablecloth.
After a few dwarfs...... Sitting another Russell. Gustav.
"Don't be surprised," said Russell, who seemed to be much younger and more lively than the one in the lounge, squeezing his eyes at the three of them, and grinning at the stack of tarot cards on the table, "Ahem, there are not enough people, so I have to do it myself." You're lucky, you only need to do a divination with the cards in front of you, and you're good to go. β
Vanna stepped forward and sat down across from the dwarf table and asked, "What is the divination?" β
Young Russell pointed to himself with his finger: "Me." β
What kind of strange divination is this...... And the pointing is too broad. While Douglas crossed his arms and pondered, Antigonus spoke: "Divination is fine for anything about him, but avoid Russell's later years, his current state, position, etc. β
Vana nodded, and after a moment of silence, she reached out and took the stack of tarot cards, first checked whether the cards were complete, and then handed the cards to Russell: "Then divinate your fate with the opposite sex." β
Young Russell's eyes lit up suddenly, and he rubbed his hands excitedly: "This is good, I like it." Come on, come on, I'll shuffle the cards. β
Douglas: "......"
Does this also require divination? Russell's style is open, his private life is chaotic, and he is only one step away from being known, and all he doesn't understand is a minor who is protected by the reason of "not suitable for children"!
Fanna, known as the "soothsayer" in the first nine sequences, skillfully draws three cards, strictly follows the divination process, and gives her own suggestions after reading the cards. The young Russell nodded frequently, but Douglas intuitively thought that the advice of "paying attention to the body", "restraining yourself", and "maintaining the relationship between husband and wife" was all in the left ear and out of the right ear.
"Sure enough, beauties always love heroes, and heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass!"
After the divination process was over, young Russell proudly put away the tarot cards he had brought to this world, and sighed in a pretentious gesture, and at the same time, he got up and got out of the way, revealing a door that had been hidden in the back: "You have passed, move on!" β
The three of them then entered the second room.
The second room is larger, and the number of items placed in it has increased dramatically. All kinds of hardware and mechanical parts were scattered on the ground, and there was a blackboard full of formulas written on the side. The new Russell wears an eyepiece that doubles as a magnifying glass on his head, flips through the huge blueprint in his hand, and is dressed in a dirt-resistant canvas overalls, contemplating a huge mechanical semi-finished product.
Noticing that the three of them were approaching, the craftsman Russell turned his head, his expression a little surprised and a little delighted: "Hurry up, do me a favor." β
Vanna: "...... What's to be done? β
"Huh? Don't you see this," Craftsman Rosselsey tossed her the blueprint and pointed to the mechanical semi-finished product, "Russell steam engine version 3.0, it's almost there, believe me, this will be a truly epoch-making invention!" Haha, those dog-eyed priests in the church, today I'm going to tell them what genius is! β
I wonder if the god of steam ever regretted taking Russell as his dependent...... Douglas couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his face. Vana unfolded the blueprint, and after a few glances, her expression became stiff, and she turned her head to Antigonus with difficulty, and whispered, "I ...... about the mechanical things."
Before she could finish speaking, Douglas waved his hand and took the drawing: "I'll get this." β
"You, you went to college? No......" Vanna was shocked before thinking of the crucial question, "Do you pass the room or do I pass the room?" β
"There should be a non-confrontational principle here, at least in some rooms." Douglas skimmed through the rough drawings and the notes written by Russell in dog-like handwriting, and casually explained, "Russell in the divination room uses the title 'you', and there is no precedence to be made;
"The current sample size is too small, but such a mission-type room should not encourage competition and hostility, after all, we are not forbidden to communicate, one person can solve the others; On the other hand, there may be rooms where you have to defeat everyone else in order to clear the level.
"But if you have to confirm it...... It should be okay to ask him directly. β
After speaking, he walked up to Russell, a craftsman who was immersed in mechanical semi-finished products, and poked him with a blueprint rolled into a paper tube: "Russell, the three of us are in a team, so ......"
"Huh?" Craftsman Russell lifted his eyepiece, frowned and looked at Douglas, then at Vana and Antigonus, seemed to understand something, and waved his hand impatiently, "It's easy to say, it's all easy to say, as long as you can help me get this thing right, everyone has a share in the merit!" I'll talk to the archbishop! β
This ...... It's not an NPC, really!
After boldly trying to talk, Douglas was also shocked by the answer. Russell the craftsman can actually interact and answer in real time according to the content of the conversation, and this answer is not a rigid explanation rule, but conforms to the logic of the characters and the environment.
Then go back and talk to Russell in the lounge?
As if to see what he was thinking, Antigonus spoke up, "Roselle in the break room. Gustav is different from these in the room, don't talk to him. β
Douglas looked at this old ancestor who was silent and couldn't help but be curious: "Have you communicated with them?" β
Antigonus nodded, giving Fanna an expressionless look: "I've passed through most of the room, but I'm missing the 'key'. β
In other words, this one came early to clear the game, but he couldn't open the reward box because of the lack of key props, so he could only sit in the tower and wait......
Blame the pitiful.
No, I'm pitiful when I'm involved inexplicably, I always feel like there's a lot of trouble on my body after the crossing...... Douglas didn't ask any more questions, and turned his head to look at the huge mechanical semi-finished product.
The "3.0 version" fiddled with by the craftsman Russell in front of him is composed of a high-pressure steam boiler, pipes, condenser, slide valve and cylinder, and those more complex piston connecting rod flywheels and speed regulating mechanisms are not included. This made Douglas breathe a big sigh of relief.
He was a liberal arts student in his previous life, and he was not good at physics, and even the lowest score in his student days was created in the subject of physics, with a pitiful 26 points. However, he mainly focused on various analyses of mechanics and electricity, and his ability to perform mathematical calculations was no problem, and the basic principles of the steam engine were also understood. As long as there is no mechanical structure that requires a lot of mechanical analysis at the back, Douglas thinks it is worth trying.
According to the blueprint, he figured out the purpose of each pipe and chamber in turn, and after roughly simulating the process in his head, he decided that there was nothing wrong with this thing. However, the craftsman Russell insisted that the current structure could not push the pistons, and the two men studied it head to head for a while, and actually operated several times to confirm whether the boiler, pipes, and valves were operating normally, but still did not find the problem.
Even Vanna came up to ponder the machine, and muttered, "Can you do it?" I've never met a bounty hunter who knows physics. β
"Haha, actually ......" Douglas wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist, and just wanted to explain what a high Chinese school science education is, when he happened to sweep the blackboard full of arithmetic written on the wall next to him, and immediately turned to the words on his lips, and asked the craftsman Russell, "Does what is written on it have anything to do with the steam engine?" β
Craftsman Russell didn't look up: "Oh, that's a draft of my previous calculations." β
Douglas grabbed the absorbent pen and blueprint, and used the back of the blueprint as a calculation paper, calculating the equations on the blackboard one by one. A few minutes later, he first flipped the blueprint to the front to confirm the parameters, then flipped to the back of the calculation part to compare back and forth, and finally rolled the blueprint into a paper tube again and knocked it on the head of the craftsman Russell.
"Hey boy...... "Craftsman Russell angrily threw away his tools and stood up as if ready to punch him.
Before the punch landed on his face, Douglas pointed to the blackboard with a paper tube, and his face hated that iron could not become steel: "Genius, do you know that the combustion coefficient is wrong here?" β