Muxi Town has entered a state of tense military combat readiness. Grain, arrows, explosives and other materials have been transported to the military station by trucks, and the sound of drills from the training ground is continuous day and night. Although the residents of the small town know that the Twilight Knights frequently use foreign troops and have never failed, it is the first time they have seen such a big war preparation. There is such a news among people that the Knights are going to make a big vote recently.

The troops are busy training, the farmers are busy farming, and the scholars are busy experimenting. There was only one person in Muxi Town, but he was idle and had nothing to do.

Todd has been busy for several months from the defense of Muxi, to the trip to the North Island, to the sailing of trade. Now, I finally have a rare time to enjoy relaxation and rest.

But the head-in-chief who has become accustomed to being busy, once he is free, he feels uncomfortable and at a loss what to do.

Todd went to the biochemical factory today, and tomorrow he went to the construction site in Muxi Town, and the day after tomorrow he came to the Holy Order Arbitration Court as a guest. As a result, it turned around and didn't help wherever it went, but it caused people to rush to worship, making the original good operation order of the town become chaotic.

In desperation, Todd didn't turn around at all, and simply stayed at the headquarters of the Knights.

One morning, after reviewing the long backlog of official documents, Todd walked to the garden of the headquarters of the Knights and stretched in the direction of the sun.

A fierce arguing sound awakened him from peace and serenity.

Following the voice to the main hall of the Knights, Todd found that the soldier guarding the gate was lying on the crack of the door and looking inward. He frowned and coughed twice.

"Master Chief!"

The soldier turned his head and saw who was coming, so scared that he almost sat down on the ground.

Signaling them not to be nervous, Todd gently pushed open the door of the hall.

The construction of the Great Hall of the Knights mimics the sanctuary of the San Sidro Monastery, with a huge preaching platform, hundreds of benches, and a towering Holy Cross. There were no less than a hundred people sitting in the auditorium, but Todd's appearance did not cause others to look sideways, because everyone focused on the preaching stage in the auditorium.

Huge wooden boards on three sides were fan-shaped and placed on a high platform, on which were filled with calculations and numbers with charcoal. Seven or eight monks stood in front of the first wooden board, a group of students stood in front of the second wooden board, and there was only one man in a white turban in front of the third wooden board.

Todd squinted his eyes and looked forward. He knew the leader in front of the plank. The monks Joe, Ulysses, and Kendy were engaged in heated discussions on electrical and magnetic energy.

There is a glass trough on the high platform with some small magnetic needles and a "Tesla" parasite. As the parasite wriggles and shines, the magnetic needle keeps changing the direction following the movement of the worm.

"Master Todd, I have already told us about the existence of electric and magnetic energy. I believe we have reached an agreement on the form of energy. Now the key is the relationship between electric and magnetic energy. Look at this energized bug, it can change The direction of the surrounding magnetic field..."

Kendy's talk made Todd a little surprised.

The monks headed by Joe took out the books in the monastery and began to refute the southern pagan saying: "This book in my hand-"Shen Yuan Tianxiang", was written by Master Anzubarco in the 255th year of the teaching calendar. Written, it explains the generation of lightning from the perspective of spiritual transformation."

Kendy laughed: "The view of that book, one hundred and thirty years after its publication, has been proven wrong by another book..."

Joe glanced at the book in his hand, and asked in confusion, "Wrong? I have never heard of such a thing. Which book is it?"

"Curtis Leonel, a member of the Pope's country, has a book titled "The Origin of the Atmosphere". According to the time of the Father's Church, it should be published in the 492nd calendar."

The monks showed surprised expressions, and said in disbelief: "Is there such a book? Why have we never heard of such a scholar?"

Kendy put down the charcoal pen in his hand and looked at the church paintings on the top of the synagogue. His eyes were full of regret and sadness: "Mr. Curtis is a great physicist, astronomer, and mathematician. He finished this book. When the book wanted to be made public, his teachers, friends, and relatives all tried to discourage this move. He chose the former between truth and life. Then the church ruled him as a heresy, and after three years of imprisonment, He executed the fire."

As soon as this statement came out, there was no sound in the hall. The monks and students have different expressions. In the church of the Knights of the Church, listening to a southern pagan talk about a tragedy caused by the church, these people have mixed feelings in their hearts, and they don't know how to respond.

Kendy continued: “Mr. Curtis’s work was listed as a confession by the church, so it was naturally invisible in the parish. But in those days, a businessman from the Abbasid Empire bought a copy of this work at a high price. , And donated it to the Basra University Library. There are too many examples like this. The Heavenly Father Church and the Orthodox Church put fear before the truth. This is also the biggest difference between the religions of the South and the North."

Todd sat in his seat, quietly feeling the silent solemnity in the auditorium, and remembered an evaluation of the medieval Arab empire in the past academic circles-"the light in the dark century, the cryopreservation of human knowledge and civilization".

Todd's ears heard the discussion of scholars again, as the chief of the church knights, quietly moved back. He did not intend to show up, but chose to leave this piece of academic pure land to those who still retain the heart of truth in front of them.

Back to his laboratory building, Todd thought a lot. He looked at the laboratory equipment in the room, and for a moment he remembered Kendy's speech just now, and for a moment he thought about the future of the Knights. As I passed by, I suddenly saw something-Kendy's fossil box.

As the price of asylum, Kendy deposited his precious fossils and notes with Todd. Although the latter repeatedly emphasized that such a move was meaningless, Kendy still insisted on his approach.

With nothing to do anyway, Todd simply began to study Kendy's fossils and notes.

The first is bone fossils. Even though Todd is a layman in archeology, he knows a lot about living things. He can vaguely see two things from fossils: first, this bone does not belong to humans; second, this fossil The history of may be longer than human civilization (nonsense).

Take a sample from the fossil and put it under the microscope. Todd, who put his eyes on the eyepiece, looks at the first glance, thinking that he is dazzled, rubbing his eyes, and then leaning forward to take a look, and forgets in surprise. After speaking, he saw a familiar thing in the fossil sample-Sutherland Archaea.

This is impossible.

This is Todd's first thought.

Could it be that the fossil was contaminated with Sutherland bacteria in your own laboratory?

In order to verify this hypothesis, Todd scraped a second sample from the inside of the fossil and put it under the microscope to observe again. What made him take a breath of breath was that Sutherland archaea appeared again in the eyepiece.

If it appears on the surface of the fossil, it may also be environmental pollution. If it appears inside the fossil, the most likely explanation is that the fossil creature in front of it once contained Sutherland archaea.

But a series of problems followed one after another.

How did Sutherland archaea enter this organism? Is it natural or man-made? What exactly is this creature?

Alchemist Sutherland discovered archaea a thousand years ago, but tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years ago, it was completely possible that some creatures discovered this kind of bacteria earlier than him. But another speculation is that only due to crustal movement, the continental shelf plates have shifted, causing the eruption of underground magma and releasing archaea.

Both of these explanations make sense.

As for what this creature is, Todd has a way to spy on it.

The clue is in the notes. Kendy originally excavated fossils near the "Sacred Forest" and recorded the shape and size of the fossils. Now, as long as you try to make these bone fossils and recombine them together, you can know what this creature is. What is it.

This sounds a bit fanciful, but according to the order, depth, arrangement, and fit of the excavation, it is not very difficult for a biology teacher to splice the skeletal fossils together. But this process is not easy and very time consuming.

First, the fossils excavated from the notes are digitally marked and recorded. Then, according to the size and shape of the mark, similar parts are cut out of thin wooden boards. The final thing to do is somewhat similar to the assembled model, using glue and The nails fix the part.

It took Todd 11 hours from labeling, to production, to assembling~lightnovelpub.net~ Although some bones are still missing, the approximate skeleton of the creature has been built.

"This is the spine."

"This is the tail vertebra."

"This should be the jawbone."

"This is the pterygoid bone... well, that's almost it..."

Todd looked at this biological skeleton constructed from wooden boards, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

From the top of the skull to the end of the tail vertebrae, it is about sixty-five meters long. It has two thick leg bones like stone pillars, sharp foot bones, stubby upper limbs, a bit similar to the lower jaw of the head of a crocodile, and it can reach forty. The seven-meter wings...

Todd's eyes widened, he couldn't make a sound in his mouth, and the notebook in his hand fell to the ground.

After a long while, he squeezed a word from his throat.

"It's the **** dragon, right?!" (https://)