The first year of the Varela calendar, 1801 in the old calendar.

There is an outbreak of disease in the city of Varela.

Hair loss, bleeding, hematemesis, diarrhea......

Just like the original disaster, the invisible force returned and once again harassed the Lord's devout believers.

The archbishop led the church and all the faithful in the city to pray to the gods.

The goddess responded to the crowd again.

He once again performed a miracle and sheltered the believers in the city of Varela with a steel wall that kept out the filth of the outside world.

……

Chen Fan silently checked the text in the hologram, and after a summary process, the disaster picture described in the text was more detailed.

He could even feel the despair and fear brought by the catastrophe that swept the world from these cold words.

It's just that......

'What about the history before 1800 in the old calendar?' ’

Chen Fan frowned and asked Yifa, "Why is there only history after the first year of the Vareera calendar?" ’

[This machine searched all the book information, but still did not find a written record detailing the old calendar before 1800.] 】

[Of all the books, only one mentions the relevant information.] 】

What does that book say? ’

Chen Fan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that the breakthrough was close at hand.

[It was an era of prosperity for mankind, but unfortunately, prosperity is no more. 】

‘…… And then what? ’

[It's gone.] 】

One's tone was very affirmative.

[Only this sentence, which is still found in the mezzanine of a book.] 】

Between the words, a holographic image of a book had already appeared in front of Chen Fan's eyes.

Principles of Simple Mechanics

There is still only the title of the book, not the author's name.

Unlike other beautifully packaged books, this one, called Principles of Simple Mechanics, is very old.

It has neither ornate book covers nor any elaborate ornaments.

The tattered pale yellow pages are directly exposed to the outside world, and the font on them is somewhat blurred due to their age.

'Mechanical?' ’

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows: "There are still such books in the church library? ’

It is not surprising that from the beginning to the present, apart from various theological texts, he has not seen a few books on the natural sciences at all.

[It should be related to what is recorded in the book.] 】

[The author of this book...... He attributed all the beauty of the machine to the goddess, claiming that it was the goddess who created the exquisite machine. 】

[Still, aside from the nonsense, the mechanics and mathematics described in this book are pretty good.] 】

[At least it can be called the germ of natural science.] 】

‘……’

Good guys, what else can you do?

But don't say it, it worked out really well—in a world where the church is in control, it's a blessing that it's survived.

[The textual description of the pre-1800 year old calendar is hidden in the mezzanine of the last page of the book.] 】

Chen Fan followed Yi's guidance and took out the book from a bookshelf that no one cared about.

He carefully flipped through the somewhat torn pages, his eyes full of emotion.

Informing future generations of the glory of the past should be the last obsession of the author of this book, right?

Looking at the book in front of him, Chen Fan couldn't help but have a thought in his heart.

But alas, after all these years, the book is still sitting in the library - which means that no one has discovered the work of the unknown author.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing.

He sighed softly and returned to the table with the book: 'One, what do you think is the truth of this disaster?' ’

[Natural disasters related to these keywords cannot be retrieved in the database of this machine.] 】

Chen Fan shook his head with some distress.

Mystical powers? Intangible? A city-wide plague caused by foul air?

Chen Fan couldn't imagine such an idealistic picture.

A good scientific and technological civilization will not suddenly change the style of painting into a fantasy style, right?

Wait a minute?

Technological civilization?

Before 1800 in the old calendar, the era of prosperity that no longer existed?

Several clues quickly connected in Chen Fan's mind.

His brow furrowed, trying to grasp the fleeting inspiration like a firefly.

“…… Nuclear warfare. ”

After a long silence, he suddenly opened his eyes and squeezed three terrifying syllables out of his teeth.

……

[Nuclear war? 】

'You can't be wrong, it's definitely a nuclear war!' ’

Realizing that the window paper in front of him was about to be pierced, Chen Fan's breathing suddenly became short: "And it's a super-large-scale nuclear war!" ’

'The fireball hanging high in the air is a nuclear bomb in the explosion!' ’

'Storms, gales, that's the shock wave from a nuclear explosion!' ’

'A mysterious force invisible to the naked eye is the nuclear radiation from the explosion of a nuclear bomb! ’

'The rain that fell from the goddess must be some kind of medicine that can deal with nuclear radiation. ’

Chen Fan's eyes flashed with essence, and his emotions became excited: "As for the epidemic in the second year...... I suspect it was the after-effects of nuclear radiation. ’

As for the foul air outside the city, it was the air filled with radioactive dust! ’

One was silent for a moment, as if calculating something.

[The results of the calculations are out.] 】

[More than 80% likely.] 】

[Considering the message hidden in the mezzanine, the probability can be increased to 90%. 】

No, it seems to be a bit of a problem. ’

After thinking about it, Chen Fan faintly sensed some problems.

The timeline is a bit wrong!

If the catastrophe was a nuclear war, if the old calendar was really an era of technological prosperity 1800 years ago, then the people who wrote down these words must know the truth about the nuclear explosion, why did they leave such an obscure and idealistic description language?

[If it is really a full-scale nuclear war, those who witnessed the nuclear explosion should all be dead.] 】

There is a smell of black humor in One's words: [So the description you see is most likely obtained by countless oral traditions. 】

[Coupled with the polishing and modification of the church, it naturally became the current obscure version.] 】

The corners of Chen Fan's eyes twitched slightly.

It makes sense, but he can't refute it!

'So ......'

'Who are they starting a nuclear war against?' ’

'Goddess? ’

The previous round of confusion had just been resolved, and the latter wave of questions surfaced in Chen Fan's mind.

[There is a certain possibility, but there is a logical conflict.] 】

'What? ’

[If the object of nuclear war is the goddess, in a sense, this confirms that the goddess is an alien civilization with high technology. 】

'Questions?' ’

He could easily stop an ongoing nuclear explosion, and he could also deal with the radiation from a nuclear explosion, which is high enough, right?' ’

[Barely enough. 】

One's voice was a little disdainful: [But the logical conflict that this machine wants to say is not here, it is further later. 】

[If the object of the nuclear war is really the goddess, and the goddess is an alien civilization, why did he save the survivors of the nuclear explosion?] 】

‘……’

Chen Fan suddenly fell silent.

Oh, yes.

If the other party is really an alien civilization that has invaded this planet, then there is no need for him to waste energy saving people!

Don't......

Is it really as he had imagined, that this down-and-out alien civilization wants to seek the "help" of a lower civilization?

[Don't be whimsical. 】

[In addition to a little human resources, is there anything commendable about the backward civilization in which you live?] 】

[For a rudimentary interstellar civilization, the value of this human resource is far less than the planet under your feet. 】

PS: It's cute too. JPG