The construction of the camp had to be done slowly. Although Gwen had written a lot of systems and plans, and even had a draft for the next step of the expansion of the camp into a permanent residence, these things could not be achieved overnight. Considering the knowledge level of most people in this era, the literacy rate of the commoners and serfs was zero, the Knight could only read and write the basics, and the warriors trained by the family (non-serf soldiers) could only write their names and figure out the numbers within 100. Therefore, a lot of things had to be done slowly.
What's more, there was no manpower here, and the current Cecil Hill could not support many people.
Deeply aware of this fact, Gwen returned to his tent and sat in front of his desk.
This desk could be said to be one of the few pieces of finished furniture brought by the team from Tanzania Town. It would probably take some time for the carpenters to use the wood obtained from the forest in the west to make the first batch of furniture. The wood used to make furniture could not be too shabby like a simple wooden house, so having a desk was the biggest benefit for Gwen as the lord of this place.
The desk was slightly messy with a large pile of papers spread out. The papers were full of all kinds of things: construction plans, material statistics, camp sketches, and a rough future construction plan, including walls, docks, living areas, production areas, farmland, and so on. On one side of the desk were ink, dipping pens, pencils, and a wooden ruler, and on the other side of the desk was Amber.
Gwen stepped forward and grabbed Amber by the collar and dragged her to the side. The half-elf girl did not wake up when she was picked up, but halfway through, she screamed and then turned into a shadow and disappeared from Gwen's hand, and recondensed her body not far away.
"You scared me!!" Amber finally woke up and glared at Gwen with a face full of anger. "I thought it was an earthquake!"
Gwen looked at this guy, feeling angry and funny at the same time. "I told you to look after the things in the tent, and this is how you guard the door?"
Amber's face was full of righteousness. "My whole body is on your scribbles, okay!"
Gwen looked down at the table and glanced up at Amber. "You're actually drooling over it?!"
"Who can control himself when he's asleep?" Amber muttered. Then, she curiously looked at Gwen as he sat down at the desk. She moved closer to him and asked, "What are you doing? Are you going to start drawing your stupid talismans again? "
"These are not scribbles. These are plans, regulations, and construction drawings." Gwen was having a headache with this ignorant half-elf. "These are the basics of the camp. That's why I asked you to look after them."
Amber picked up a piece of paper with symbols and numbers and looked at it for a long time. She curled her lips and said, "What a mess. I don't understand it at all."
Gwen looked at him helplessly. "You're holding it upside down."
Amber looked innocent. "I've never seen these drawings before. They're more difficult than magic formulas. How can I understand them?"
"That's why you need to learn. Knowledge is a very important thing." Gwen sighed. He was not surprised that Amber could not understand these things. She was just a little thief who had never received a proper education. She learned the skills of stealing from her foster father who was also her master. Plus, she had an inexplicable talent for Shadow Affinity. It was enough for her to wander and explore the world. Learning culture was neither a requirement nor a necessity for her. So, Amber's literacy level was only at the basic level of reading and writing. The drawings he drew not only had a bunch of strange nouns, but also various data and shorthand markings. Even if he threw this to Heti, she would probably be dumbfounded …
Thinking of Heti, Gwen looked into Amber's eyes. "I told you to learn more from Rebecca or Heti when you're free. It seems like you didn't take it to heart at all."
"That's boring, and I don't like to deal with nobles." Amber rolled her eyes. "Besides, your beautiful great-great-granddaughter is so busy. She doesn't have time to talk to me. Rebecca is more leisurely, but she always wants to throw big fireballs at me. "
Gwen looked at her with a half-smile. "You don't like to deal with nobles. But I think you're quite open when you deal with me."
Amber said honestly, "I don't think you're a noble …"
"You're also very different from the Elves in my impression." Gwen said as he began to tidy up the papers in front of him and put them aside. At the same time, he took out a few pieces of crystal and spread them on the table one by one.
Amber muttered, "I'm a half-elf, and I was picked up by humans. How would I know what a proper Elf is … Eh? You're not writing today? You want to study these stones? "
After confirming that these crystals had no magic power and that Gwen did not intend to sell them for money, these things in Amber's eyes were downgraded from crystals to stones.
Gwen looked at the half-elf with a headache. "If you can be quiet for a while, I'll be very grateful."
Amber said, "Tsk, not interesting at all. You study your stones."
After saying that, her body shook and gradually disappeared into the air. But through the weak perception of her aura, Gwen could be sure that this fellow was still standing in the same place, and continued to look at him curiously.
Forget it, as long as she can stop talking nonsense, let her be.
Gwen focused on the crystals in front of him.
For some time, the study of these crystals could be said to have made no progress.
On the way, he took out the crystals more than once and carefully observed them. In Tanzania Town, he also let Heti try to explore the inside of the crystals using the magic resonance method, but there was no progress, especially the magic resonance. Heti said that these crystals were not related to magic items at all. When magic was applied to them, there was no ripple at all. It was like facing a stone.
However, seven hundred years ago, Gawain Cecil had carefully stored it in a mithril safe, and he had even purchased a crystal from the mithril treasury that could be preserved forever. How could it possibly be some inconspicuous stone?
Gwen could only make a bold assumption that these crystals were definitely special, but their special characteristic was not on the level of magic.
Or maybe the current magic theory could not explain them.
He put aside the crystal pieces that were clearly broken into pieces and picked up the one that was still intact.
Those broken crystals had exposed a part of the inner crystal structure, but it was difficult to observe accurately with the naked eye. When Heti's magic laboratory was built, with the crystal resonator, he could try to examine the physical structure of the crystal. But this intact one... he did not dare to mess with it.
God knows if the crystal resonator would destroy some kind of "information" inside the crystal.
He held the crystal up and observed it through the light.
On the crystal ridges, he could see light swimming, and as the angle of incidence changed, each side and line of the crystal showed a variety of colors and light structures.
This was a crystal with an extremely precise geometric shape. The processing technology should be very advanced, and when using the broken crystals for testing, Gwen had already verified that these crystals had amazing strength. They were extremely hard and were not as easy to break as the ordinary brittle crystals. They could even easily carve scratches on the Mithril ingot, and the tip was not damaged at all.
This made him wonder how the four crystal shards had cracked like that.
After observing for a while under the sunlight, Gwen tried to cut his finger and smeared a little blood on the surface of the crystal before the wound healed itself.
Of course, it was useless.
He vaguely heard the sound of a half-elf holding back her laughter...
After blocking Amber, Gwen held the crystal and fell into deep thought. He thought that there were more and more things in this world that he did not understand — crystals of unknown origin, memories that disappeared inexplicably, a "sun" that was suspected to be a gas giant, but its nature was very different from a normal gas giant, and those "surveillance satellites" that should still be hanging in the sky but of unknown purpose and origin...
Just as his thoughts were diverting to the "surveillance satellites," he suddenly felt a slight heat in his hand.
At first, he thought it was an illusion, but then the crystal trembled slightly, and the light blue light in its core lit up slightly.
Heat, tremor, and light, these three points added together, it could not be an illusion.
Gwen looked at the crystal in astonishment, but before he could pick up a pen to record the changes of the crystal, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind —
Although it was a voice, it was more like a message directly poured into his spiritual world. He "heard" and understood its content:
"Spiritual frequency reset, reestablishing connection."
Then, he felt that his consciousness was in a trance.
It was as if something had suddenly intervened in his thoughts, and some "data flow" that did not belong to him was connected. But the data flow was not an intruder, because after a brief moment of shock, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with it.
These "familiar data flows" quickly produced corresponding clear objects in his mind.
Some images began to appear in his mind.
It was the scene of looking down at the earth from a high altitude.
At first, what appeared in Gwen's mind was not surprise or astonishment, but "F * ck."
"F * ck, am I going to the sky again?!"
Cold sweat immediately flowed down from his forehead.
But soon he found that the situation was not as he imagined. He was still sitting in the chair, and his soul had not left his body and was pulled back to the sky to be a synchronous satellite. All his senses were still normal, and he could control his body freely. It was just that there was an additional image in his mind.
This made him calm down a lot in an instant, and then he became excited and focused on the image in his mind.
At this time, he noticed that the image was very abnormal, and it was not what he was familiar with at all.
The image became blurry, and it presented a strange color distribution as if a layer of filter had been added. It was like an image formed by a thermal imager smeared into a blob. He could only roughly determine structures such as mountains, forests, and rivers, and this blurry and strange image was limited to a very small area.
It was the northern side of the Gloom Mountain Range, the periphery of the new Cecil territory. From above, he could vaguely see the Whitewater River, the western forest, and even the shadow of a camp.
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