Krafft's Notes on Anomalies

"This is really...unexpected."

Craft read the letter in front of him and handed it to the curious Lucius.

They were sitting in Professor Kalman's room, the same room where the three had enjoyed barley tea and biscuits when Kraft first arrived. While Kraft was checking the letter, Lucius boiled a pot of water on the small stove and added two new cups of wheat tea to the table, but he could not find the professor's honey jar.

After staying in the castle for a month, Kraft was finally driven back by his grandfather and officially took office. After arriving, I rested for a night in a hotel, and planned to come to the college the next day to ask for details before considering long-term housing.

Not long after he entered medical school, he was stopped by an unknown student who claimed to be a friend of Lucius. As early as seven days ago, Lucius told them to inform Lecturer Craft if they saw him.

Kraft followed the student through the twisting corridors of the medical school, up the winding stairs, through several arches, and finally found Lucius in the professor's private room, worrying about a table of papers.

I have to say that this building of the medical school is quite complicated. It’s not my first time here. Maybe it’s because there are too many meaningless decorative columns and occlusions, and different space allocations are used on each floor. It feels like every time I walk in, The roads are different.

After bringing Craft, the student said goodbye and left. Lucius put down the half-organized papers in his hand, took out a formal letter sealed with lacquer from the inner pocket of his black robe, and handed it to the dazed Craft with the excitement of waiting for a long time.

"Teacher Kalman trusts your talent and enthusiasm in this area." Lucius' impatience was written on his face, "Now that there are two of us, we can follow the tutor's arrangements and continue to improve before he comes back. A study of black liquor.”

"Thank you Professor Kalman for your trust, but I still have some doubts." Kraft reached into the bottom of the envelope and touched a copper key. It seemed that he no longer had to think about housing for the time being.

Although they had only known each other for a short time, Professor Kalman seemed to be quite optimistic about him, and he was willing to share such important things, and even handed over precious samples and experimental results to him. Kraft was very touched by this, and it was completely reasonable for him to do his best to help.

Based on the description in the letter, it was difficult for him to imagine what this thing, which had been almost confirmed as "black liquid", corresponded to in his own knowledge system.

White liquid can be considered as cerebrospinal fluid; yellow liquid basically corresponds to bile; red liquid is of course blood. But what this black liquid is is really confusing. And judging from the meaning of the letter, they were probably extracted from some tissue in the human body. After being extracted, they can be stored for a long time and retain their properties.

What's even more outrageous is that someone actually took it from Dunling to Wendeng Port with it in his pocket. I don't know whether it was because the container was powerful or because it was so stable. This so-called "inhibitory" property raises a question mark for Kraft. It is estimated that he will have to see detailed experimental records to find out.

"So, according to the letter, this thing that we temporarily think of as "black liquid" is indeed extracted from the human body."

This scene made it difficult for Kraft to imagine. What does "extraction" from the human body mean? Here, this word is generally used to make another liquid from a liquid such as medicine or alcohol by heating, distilling, or letting it stand. I prefer to use the second half of "Humoral Science", but they are all used to extract some ingredients in concoctions and decoctions and drink them to "regulate the balance of body fluids."

It doesn't feel right anyway.

"I remember the professor said that the church there is very strict and there is little opportunity to do this kind of thing," Kraft said. The professor had complained to him before that the anatomy in Dunling was at a loss, all thanks to the huge influence of the church there.

"I don't know." Lucius didn't care about this. After all, he had been studying in Wendeng Port with Professor Kalman. Finding a corpse for a secret dissection was not an issue at all. "The mentor's mentor, I mean Mo Professor Lison is not an ordinary person at Dunling University. There will always be some way, right? The tutor has not been back to Dunling for a long time. He should have found a way over there in the past few years."

Kraft used his powerful memory and thought about it again, but he still couldn't figure out how to produce such a liquid in the human body.

He strongly suspected that there was an instrument problem that caused them to inadvertently produce some toxic liquid. Maybe there are some heavy metals in the raw materials for making glassware, and they were mixed in during the heating process. Then, Professor Morrison, who had no awareness of experimental safety, fed the sample to the animals, or simply tasted it himself with a fearless spirit.

It makes sense. If heavy metals or other neurotoxic things are suffocated, the central nervous system will be suppressed. A series of symptoms, possibly dizziness and weakness, soon appeared in animals and people.

OK, doesn’t this have a strong inhibitory effect?

"Uh, Lucius, before I go see the real thing, I would like to ask how much it is and what it is packed with?" Kraft carefully observed Lucius's face and assessed his mental state. Apart from being a little excited, there is no problem for now.

Lucius gestured with his hand to indicate the size of the circle between his thumb and forefinger: "It's a round glass bottle like this, brown, with only one bottom amount in it. When the professor is doing the experiment, he dips a small stick into it and dissolves it in the water. use.

Why don't I take you to see it directly? The sample is in the basement of the college. We dissolve a little bit in a glass of water, and a person will fall into a deep sleep after taking a small sip. "

"You're giving it to others?!" Kraft was shocked. At most, he only knew the ruthless operation of swallowing Helicobacter pylori alive, but it pales in comparison to this.

"No, it's just that my mentor and I took turns trying it. Absolutely no one else here knows about its existence." Lucius's focus was obviously completely different from Kraft's. He excitedly stretched out his hand to show Kraft the above few words. A red dot, "It's very magical. It's just such a small amount. After drinking it, you will immediately fall into a deep sleep, and even your heartbeat and breathing will slow down. At this time, you can't wake up with a needle. You will wake up after about a day, and it will not wake up at all." Know what happened during this time.”

"Huh?!" This kind of operation was completely beyond Kraft's imagination. The most courageous record he made in his two lives combined was mostly in high school chemistry class, because he was curious to smell the gas he created.

Trying to take a sip of the unknown liquid you slept on all day, or taking turns drinking it, is on the same level as betting on a misfire in Russian roulette, or even worse. If I had done this, and I could brag a few words to Po Meng before drinking soup at Qiaotou, the devils in hell would look at me with admiration.

"Sit down quickly." Kraft pushed Lucius onto the chair. "I'm here to check you. Don't ask why."

While touching Lucius here and tapping there, he interrogated him closely: "How long ago did you drink it? How many times did you drink it? Apart from the weakened heartbeat and breathing after losing consciousness, did you have any other symptoms?" Changes? Did you feel any discomfort after waking up? How have you been mentally lately? Has your food intake changed? Did you sleep well? Are there any abnormalities in your bowel movements?"

"No, everything is normal." Lucius was surprised by his sudden seriousness, "According to "Humoral Science", as long as the liquid in the human body does not have a tendency to transform into black liquid in large quantities, a small amount of temporary black liquid will increase It's just a temporary change. The professor is fine, how can someone younger like me have a problem?"

"Nonsense!" Kraft gave him a physical examination from head to toe, and there seemed to be no obvious abnormality. The simple inspection did not make him feel relieved, but instead made him more vigilant.

A very small amount is taken orally and takes effect quickly. You will lose consciousness for a day and cannot be awakened by pain. A little suspicious, he even began to wonder whether Lucius's current excitement was the anticipation of continuing the experiment, or whether it was a manifestation of mild personality changes and mental abnormalities.

Craft took two steps back and looked at Lucius again, scanning him from head to toe. From his brown hair, slightly pale face, to his hands with a few red spots, and finally looking at the papers he was sorting when he came in.

The light yellow paper covers most of the table, and most of the writing on it is slightly scrawled but beautiful, and the layout is relatively casual. The font sizes on different papers are different, so they must have been written together. Some have been stacked on top of each other, and the rest are scattered around in confusion, with the cup of barley tea sitting on the edge.

"what are these?"