Chapter 63: Human Head
There was no rush into the house, and Duke first made sure it was safe.
He walked to the window, the glass was a little paste, and the room was very dark on a cloudy day, so it was difficult to see what was inside.
"If only there was a flashlight!"
Duke complained a little that the Erudite Tower of the Seven Towers Federation had invented light sources such as spirit wind lanterns, but they were too big and not convenient enough.
He can't be allowed to come on an expedition with a lamp in his hand.
"Xiaoyi, write it down, and when the Sand Eagle 1.2 scope version is successfully developed, immediately start developing the Sand Eagle 1.3 tactical light version!"
He was going to install a light for the sand eagle so that he could shoot at will at night.
"Good master."
"By the way, how is the progress of 1.2 R&D, and it is still stuck at 67.3% and can't move?"
"For the owner, you broadcast - process three: Sand Eagle 1.2 scope version, research and development consumes 47% of the power. At present, the R&D progress is 67.3%, and the technical points have not yet been broken through, and the time budget cannot be estimated. ”
"That's it, change, keep the progress of version 1.2, and develop version 1.3 first, just a tactical lamp, and it should be successfully developed soon."
"Good master, I've replaced you with a new R&D process." Xiaoyi executed immediately.
By this time, Duke had barely peeked through the window into the interior of the cabin.
The size of this wooden house is not small, it must be 100 square meters. Through several windows, you can see a kitchen, a study, and a workshop full of bottles and cans. There is also an attic with stairs leading to the roof inside, which is very exquisitely laid out.
Go back to the main entrance of the cabin.
There was no padlock on the door, and Duke tried to push it, but a large cloud of dust shook off, but the door was not pushed open.
"Locked from the inside?" He was a little surprised.
With a sudden force, the lock on the door of the wooden house was broken, and the door opened.
Xiaodou nervously stood up from his shoulder, it didn't feel the danger, but instinctively began to nervous about the unfamiliar gloomy place.
Probably the living room, very shabby.
One table, two benches, and no other furniture.
Duke carefully examined the corners and determined that the wooden house should have been in ruins for a long time, with holes in the floor and walls that had been corroded and broken.
The dust is even thicker.
Pushing open the door of the living room to other places, the first thing I saw was the kitchen, with the old style of spiritual rice cooker and spiritual stove, but it had not been used for a long time, and the appearance had been rusted and corrupted. On the card interface of the spirit weapon, there is also a spirit storage card.
Duke tried to pull out the card, only to find that the card had corroded with the card interface and shattered with force.
"Completely scrapped......" Duke let go of his hand.
Not a single artifact in the entire kitchen was well preserved, all of them were rusted and corrupted.
However, you can see from the sink that there are stacks of dishes, and it seems that someone has put them in before, but they have not yet started cleaning.
Leaving the kitchen, I went into another room.
Inside is the study, the shelves are piled with all kinds of books, and there is an unfolded book on the desk, which is slightly moldy, but it does not affect reading.
"Leon's Bones", this is the title of the book.
"Xiaoyi, have I read this book?" Duke asked.
"The owner hasn't read it, but there's a title in the database, and it's a novel, not a professional book."
Duke has read almost all the professional books of the Faling Society in the town, but he has read very few non-professional novels and poems.
He walked over to the bookshelf again.
I swept through the ten lines at a glance, and found that many of them were literary and artistic books such as novels, poems, and dramas, but there were also some professional books.
"The Inspiration of Alchemy for Life", "Charles's Ring of Time", "Soul Analysis", "The Evil Immortal Technique", "Puppet Parts Assembly", ......" Duke found that he had not read most of these books, which were not collected by the Dharma Spirit Society.
He swept to the other side of the shelf, where newspapers, magazines, and periodicals were stacked instead of books.
"Puppet Daily", "Journal of Life", "Arcane Tower Guide", "Daily Shenjiao City", "Spirituality", ...... These are academic journals and newspapers! Duke couldn't wait to open a copy of the Arcane Tower.
He'd heard about the journal.
When he was in the Faling Pagoda in Shenjiao City, he had seen that there was a subscription information, and spiritual apprentices could subscribe, but each issue required 5 silver dragons.
Knowledge needs to be paid!
It's the code of the arcane mage!
When Duke opened the journal, he really understood this truth, the inside of the journal was blank, and there were no words and pictures.
"There is no doubt that this journal has a contractual restriction that can only be read by the contractor alone, and there is also a time limit."
Just like the "General Blood Refining Method" he bought at the beginning, it can only be seen by one person.
Immediately, he opened many periodicals and magazines one after another, and found that most of them were blank like the "Introduction to Offata".
There are only a few newspapers and a small number of magazines with text and pictures.
He read one of the newspapers, "Daily Shenjiao City", which showed that the issue date was July 18, 4382 in the Storm Calendar.
"Year 4382?"
Duke himself was born in 4396, and this newspaper was published 14 years before he was born, that is, 29 years ago.
"At that time, the town of Snakehead had not yet been established, and it was just a fang market in the Black Snake's lair exploration war, right?"
This "Daily Shenjiao City" is also the latest newspaper to be published on the shelf, that is, it is about this time that the owner of the wooden house left.
"And this person should be an arcane mage!" Duke was sure.
The fact that one person can subscribe to so many newspapers, magazines, and periodicals with contracts is obviously incredibly financial, and these magazines are quite professional, and ordinary people would not subscribe to these magazines unless they are spiritual arcane professionals.
"Twenty-nine years ago, an arcane mage built this wooden house here, far from the fang market at that time...... I don't know what the purpose is, but he should be dead, how can there be immortals in the pioneering war, and the arcane mage will also die. ”
If you don't die.
It is impossible for the arcane mage to discard this wooden house, no matter what, the spirit weapons, spirit cards, and books in the wooden house should also be taken away.
He put down the "Daily Shen Jiao City" in his hand, left the study, and entered the last room.
When I opened the door, I was greeted by a rotten stench.
There was a long table against the wall, piled with all kinds of bottles and cans, which were not clear from the window before, but now they could be seen clearly.
Duke's pupils dilated.
There were not only various insects, animal specimens, and some cloudy and colorful liquids in the bottles, but in a few bottles in the corner, there were even human heads.
The human head was soaked in liquid, and his eyes were still open.
"Human experiments?"
Duke gasped.
Suddenly, it became clear why an arcane mage wanted to build a wooden house to live in in the jungle far away from Fang City.
Isn't this just for the purpose of studying human experiments?
After the shock of the "Arcane ......", Duke quickly accepted it calmly.
There are scientists on the earth who do all kinds of unethical experiments, and in this world with extraordinary powers, what is it strange for arcane mages to experiment with people - after stepping into the transcendent realm, some arcane mages are afraid that they don't treat ordinary people as human beings.
"Whew!"
Duke eased his mood and left the specimen storage room, he was about to go to the attic to take a look, where Master Arcane's human experiments were probably taking place.