Alien Knights

Muxi Town has entered a state of intense military readiness. Food, arrows, explosives and other supplies were transported to the army garrison by trucks, and the sound of drills from the training ground continued day and night. Although the residents of the small town know that the Muxi Knights frequently use troops abroad and have never been defeated, this is the first time they have seen such a large-scale war preparation. There is such a news among the people that the Knights are going to make a big deal recently.

The troops are busy training, the farmers are busy farming, and the scholars are busy experimenting. In the entire Muxi Town, there was only one person, and instead he was idle, with nothing to do.

From the defense of Muxi, to the trip to the North Island, and then to the start of the trade, Todd has been busy for several months without stopping. Now, finally, a rare time to enjoy relaxation and rest.

But the head of the regiment, who is used to being busy, feels uncomfortable and at a loss when he is free.

Todd went to see the biochemical factory today, went to the construction site in Muxi Town tomorrow, and came to the Holy Order Arbitration Court as a guest the day after tomorrow. As a result, it turned around in a circle, and it didn't help wherever it went, but it attracted people's scrambling to worship, which made the originally good operating order of the town become chaotic.

In desperation, Todd simply stopped wandering around and simply stayed at the Knights headquarters.

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

A burst of heated arguments woke him up from his peace and serenity.

Following the sound to the main hall of the Knights, Todd found that the soldiers guarding the gate were lying on the crack of the door and looking in. He couldn't help frowning and coughing twice.

"Master Chief!"

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

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

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

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

Todd squinted his eyes and looked forward as hard as he could. He knew the leaders in front of the board, Brother Joe, Ulysses, and Kendy. The three factions were having heated discussions on electric energy and magnetic energy.

There is a glass tank on the high platform, inside which are some small magnetic needles and a "Tesla" parasite. As the parasite wriggles and shines, the magnetic needle follows the direction of the parasite's movement and keeps changing its direction.

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

Kendy's eloquence surprised Todd a little.

The monks headed by Joe took out the books stored in the monastery and began to refute the southern pagans' claims: "The book in my hand - "Theory of the Holy Source of Astronomical Phenomena" was written by Master Ansu Barco in the 255th year of the religious calendar. It explained the generation of lightning from the perspective of aura transformation."

Kendy laughed. "That book's opinion, a hundred and thirty years after it was published, has been proven wrong by another book..."

Qiao glanced at the book in his hand, and asked suspiciously: "Wrong? I've never heard of such a thing. Which book is it?"

"Curtis Lionel, a native of the Pope, has a book titled "Theory of the Origin of the Atmosphere". According to the time of the Church of the Heavenly Father, it should have been published in 492 of the Christian calendar."

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

Kendi put down the charcoal in his hand and looked at the church painting on the top of the synagogue, his eyes full of regret and sorrow: "Mr. Curtis is a great physicist, astronomer, and mathematician. When he finished this book and wanted to make it public, his teachers, friends, and relatives all tried their best to dissuade him from this move. He chose the former between truth and life. Then, the church ruled him as a heretic, and after three years of imprisonment, he was executed at the stake."

As soon as this remark came out, there was no sound in the auditorium. The monks and students had different expressions. In the chapel of the Knights of the Church, hearing a southern pagan talk about a tragedy caused by the church made these people feel mixed feelings and did not know how to respond.

Kendi continued: "Mr. Curtis's book was listed as a banned book by the church, so it is naturally impossible to see it in the diocese. In those years, a businessman from the Abbasid Empire bought a copy of this book at a high price and donated it to the Basra Great Library. There are too many examples like this. The Church of the Heavenly Father and the Orthodox Church put fear above reality. This is also the biggest difference between southern and northern religions."

Todd sat in his seat, quietly feeling the silent solemnity in the auditorium, and remembered a comment from the academic circles in the previous world on the medieval Arab Empire - "the light in the dark age, the freezer of human knowledge and civilization".

Todd heard the discussions of the scholars again, and as the chief commander of the Knights of the Church, he moved back quietly. He didn't intend to show his face, but chose to leave this piece of academic pure land to the people in front of him who still retained their hearts of truth.

Back in his small experimental building, Todd was full of thoughts. He looked at the experimental equipment in the room, thinking of Kendi's speech for a while, and thinking about the future of the Knights. Wherever the line of sight passed, I suddenly saw something - Kendy's fossil box.

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

Anyway, with nothing to do now, Todd simply began to study Kendy's fossils and notes.

The first is bone fossils. Even though Todd is a layman in archaeology, he knows a lot about biology and can vaguely see two things from the fossils: 1. This bone does not belong to humans; 2. The history of this fossil may be longer than human civilization (nonsense).

Todd took a sample from the fossil and put it under the microscope. Todd put his eyes on the eyepiece. At first glance, he thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and looked again. He was so surprised that he forgot to speak. He saw a familiar thing in the fossil sample—Sutherland archaea.

This is impossible.

This was Todd's first thought.

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

To test this hypothesis, Todd scraped out a second sample from the inside of the fossil and put it under the microscope to observe it again. What made him gasp was that the Sutherland archaea reappeared in the eyepiece.

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

But a series of problems followed.

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

Alchemist Sutherland discovered archaea a thousand years ago, but it is entirely possible that some creature discovered this kind of bacteria tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years ago. But another guess is that it is only due to the movement of the earth's crust that the continental shelf plate shifted, which triggered the eruption of underground magma and released archaea.

Both explanations make sense.

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

The clues are in the notes. Kendi excavated fossils near the "Sacred Forest" and recorded the shape and size of the fossils. Now he only needs to try to make these bone fossils and reassemble them to know what this creature is.

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

First, digitally mark and record the position of the fossils excavated from the notes, and then cut out similar parts with thin wood boards according to the size and shape of the marks. The last thing to do is a bit like assembling the model, fixing the parts with glue and nails.

It took Todd 11 hours in total from marking, to making, to assembling. Although some bones are still missing, the general skeleton of the creature has been built.

"This is the spine."

"This is the tailbone."

"This should be the mandible."

"This is the wing bone... well, that's about it..."

Todd looked at this biological skeleton made of 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, with two thick leg bones like stone pillars, sharp claw bones, short and powerful upper limbs, a jaw that resembles a crocodile head, and wings that can reach forty-seven meters...

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

After a while, he squeezed out a sentence from his throat.

"This fucking looks like a dragon, right?!"