Chapter 667: Prophecy Anti-Theft Spell Means!
Richard held his camera and felt a little impressed.
Speaking of cameras, it's a bit of a coincidence. This camera was not specially prepared for the treasure, after all, he did not have Pandora's prophecy spell ability, and it was impossible for the prophet to know that the treasure would have an anti-theft spell mechanic.
The camera he took out was actually made for Sherlock when he was in White Rock. At the beginning, when I went to the other party to look for metal palladium, I saw that the other party had a headache and the statue was difficult to move, so I mentioned this matter to the other party - it would be good to use camera technology to take pictures of the statue as a souvenir.
However, because of his busyness, when he was in White Rock City, he only made a prototype. Although it worked, it was too ugly, and considering Sherlock's personality that he definitely didn't like it, he didn't give it away. Therefore, it has been left in the Iron Ring of Space, and it has been kept until now, which is just in handy.
Having said that, even if you don't have this camera, it's not too difficult to make one on the spot.
After all, cameras are really not high-tech.
In the modern world, the idea of a camera was born in 1550, just a few decades after the end of the Middle Ages. With the development, by August 19, 1839, the French painter Louis Daguerre had invented the camera, the kind that could be portable.
The science of the camera involves only simple applications in optics and some basic chemical reactions. The whole process can be easily outlined:
Through the lens lens of the camera, an image of the target scene is projected onto the film. The film contains crystals of a silver compound, which, after a few tenths of a second of exposure, begin to disintegrate into black silver. The unexposed grains are then dissolved by a wash of the developer to form a negative. Once the negative is obtained, the negative is magnified with a lens to obtain an enlarged image. The photograph was obtained by developing it with photosensitive paper and fixing it in a red light that is not sensitive to the photosensitive emulsion.
With this in mind, Richard took out another rough black tripod from the Iron Ring of Space, placed it on the ground, put the camera on it, and aimed it at the scroll spread out on the table.
After briefly adjusting the lens to make the image clear, Richard pressed the button with a "snap".
As a result, the moment the button was pressed and the exposure began, there was a "bang" and the entire camera exploded, turning into fragments and hitting in all directions. Richard reacted in time, quickly cast a film of air, and bounced the fragments away, and then looked at the scroll with an ugly face, and had a bad guess in his heart.
Sure enough, I saw that the scroll that was photographed, even if it was placed on the table of the stone table, still "boomed" and suddenly turned into dust.
This is not over, the scrolls on the stone tables next to them seem to have been affected by exposure together, even if they are not opened, they suddenly turn into dust.
This!
"Bang!"
Richard pounded the stone table, shaking the dust on the stone table, staring at the dust raised for a long time, gritting his teeth with an ugly face and saying: "Prophecy anti-theft spell means!"
Yes, prophecy anti-theft spells!
Although no one explained, only this one explains the phenomenon in front of us.
In this regard, Richard was really a little helpless, he didn't expect that the anti-theft spell set by the Black Spirit King was so extreme, using the effect of prophecy spells. This kind of causal law-like method almost eliminates all the possibility of cheating and theft, and can be regarded as the highest level of anti-theft technology.
In comparison, the anti-theft measures of the jungle hut's dark gathering place and internal library are simply not worth mentioning.
Prophecy anti-theft spells, it's really impossible to crack!
Because many of the prophetic spells are unreasonable and unscientific, at least for now.
He believes that prophecy spells have their own operating principles, but they are definitely more complex than plastic energy spells and transformation spells, so in a short period of time, they cannot be cracked, and can only be treated as a black box - they can only see the input content and output content, but they don't know what happened in the process.
In that case, he really can't take away the knowledge scrolls in the palace, and the only way to take them away is to see them with the naked eye and remember them with his brain.
If it was usual, he would admit it, and it was a big deal to spend a few years, stay in it for a long time, and really forcibly write down and digest all the scroll knowledge.
But not now!
Not far from the ground, the decisive battle that would change the entire East Coast was underway, and it was completely uncertain how far the battlefield would expand?
He is underground, what if the opponent unleashes a powerful earth-based spell during the battle, directly destroying the entire underground space and burying him alive?
This was a method that he didn't have enough strength to use against the wizard Somon, but he didn't want to cycle cause and effect, and let himself suffer the same fate.
At the moment, there is only one option.
Give up the impractical method of taking the whole treasure, choose to see with your eyes, remember with your brain, and take as much as you can!
Be content!
Richard bit his lip, let out a long breath, and made a reluctant decision.
But before you can get the treasure in the dumbest way, you have to make another preparation.
That's ......
Richard didn't hesitate, turned around, and walked towards the outside of the palace again.
After a short while, he walked out of the palace, walked up to the ground, and stopped at Richard near the entrance and exit of the passage. With a flip of his hand, he took out the space suitcase from the space iron ring, put it on the ground and quickly opened it, and shouted: "Pandora!"
......
Space inside the suitcase, Garden of Eden.
Main laboratory.
Pandora lay on the circular lab table, holding a quill and looking carefully at a papyrus scroll - there were many questions on the papyrus scroll, all of which Richard had given before, and she was trying to complete the assignment she had assigned.
Pandora scratched her head as she looked at the scroll. On the experimental table next to it, the hands on a small eggshell-shaped clock are "clicking" around, making a crisp sound to remind Pandora of time.
Pandora stared at the scroll for a long time, looking at a calculation problem on the scroll very distressed, feeling extremely difficult, and had no idea to solve the problem at all.
"How to do it, it's so difficult!"
Pandora muttered to herself, raised her hand, and scratched her head again.
One, two, three......
Suddenly, Pandora's eyes lit up, and the hand scratching her head stopped, and she had the idea of solving the problem.
"Richard said that if the normal way of thinking can't be solved, then what about the other way around......?
Pandora whispered, her eyes getting brighter and brighter, her expression becoming a little excited, and the next moment she grabbed her quill pen and wrote quickly on the scroll.
"Rustling ......"
In one breath, she wrote everything she thought of on the scroll, Pandora glanced at the answer she had obtained, nodded lightly, and felt that it was eighty percent correct.
"Whew-"
Pandora exhaled lightly, an indescribable pleasure in her heart, and moved her body slightly, stretching her arms and legs, feeling more comfortable than fighting.
Tilting his head slightly, he glanced at the mechanical watch next to him, and the pointer only crossed a short arc, and it didn't take long.
"Since there is still a long time before the scheduled time, why don't you take a short rest first. Pandora thought to herself, ready to steal a little lazy, and began to wander.