pjbooks Chapter 481 The Ancient Notebook!
Chapter 481 The Ancient Notebook!
The energy purity of the primordial fragments exceeded the critical threshold recorded in ancient notes.
It's not just slightly higher, it's two whole orders of magnitude higher.
Zhang Yan stood in the lab for almost a minute without saying a word, holding the spectrum report.
When Guan Xing arrived, he had already projected the experimental report from 30,000 years ago and the data from the primordial fragments side by side onto the wall.
"Look at this," Zhang Yan pointed to the left, "the energy purity threshold required for self-healing activation, 99.97%."
Move your finger to the right.
"The actual purity of the primordial fragment is 99.994%."
Guan Xing leaned closer and looked at it for a few seconds, his pupils contracting slightly.
She opened her notebook and quickly wrote down a few lines of formulas.
"Theoretically, it can trigger a self-healing process." She looked up. "But what about the total amount? The fragment is only so big, and the continuous energy it can provide is limited."
"It doesn't need to be continuous." Zhang Yan pulled up the record of the eighty-third experiment in his notebook. "Once the self-healing is successfully activated, the door material itself will absorb free energy from the environment to maintain the repair process. The fragments only need to act as sparks."
"Just ignite it?"
"Just ignite it."
Guan Xing put down his laptop, crossed his arms, and watched the projection.
"The problem lies in control," she said. "The third reason they failed back then was that the 'self-healing direction was uncontrollable.' If the door body grew in the wrong direction while being repaired, it would be more troublesome than a crack."
Zhang Yan did not answer.
He accessed the newly added knowledge base after the fusion of the Heart of Heaven and searched for three seconds.
Have it.
Among the materials science notes left by the previous owner, there is a theory about "directed energy guidance".
It's not a complete solution, but it provides a framework, using the Heart of Nature as a guiding anchor to define the direction of the flow of self-healing energy.
It's like giving a remote control to a spark.
"It can be done," Zhang Yan said.
Looking at his expression, Guan Xing stopped questioning him.
Three hours later, Zhang Yan and Guan Xing stood inside the control cabin of the Black Scorpion, diving downwards into the ground.
Objective: The first door.
Nie Qingcheng's voice came through the communicator, without any superfluous words: "Send me the progress in real time. If there is any abnormal fluctuation the moment the fragment contacts the door, immediately withdraw."
"Know."
When the Black Scorpion arrived at the spherical space 1,200 meters deep, everything was as before.
The inner walls of the rune emitted a faint blue light, while the black sphere suspended in the center remained as stable as ever.
Zhang Yan walked to a spot three meters in front of the door, his left palm facing upwards.
The Primordial Fragment was lifted by the force field of the Heart of Heaven and hovered above the palm.
The fist-sized crystal emitted a soft, pale golden light and was slightly warmer than body temperature.
"start."
Zhang Yan did not directly touch the door.
He slowly brought the fragments closer, while the Heart of the Craftsman output a very fine guiding signal at 0.1% of its power.
When the fragment was fifty centimeters from the surface of the door, Zhang Yan felt the first response.
The liquid metal on the surface of the door flows faster.
Not all areas speed up; only the small section directly opposite the fragment.
It was as if something had woken up down there, and it came closer to sniff the scent of the fragments.
Thirty centimeters.
A thin film of energy, visible to the naked eye, floats on the surface of the door.
ten centimeters.
The golden light of the fragments came into contact with the black surface of the door.
There was no rejection, no explosion, and no violent reaction.
Zhang Yan entered the first repair command.
It's an extremely simple command with only one meaning: healing.
On the surface of the door, around the contact points of the fragments, fine lines began to appear.
Extremely fine, golden energy threads spontaneously grew from within the material of the door, like new buds sprouting from a plant.
They slowly weave, intertwine, and cover a barely visible surface imperfection.
Guan Xing gasped.
"It's under repair." Her voice was very low, as if afraid of disturbing something. "It's repairing itself."
Zhang Yan stared at the silk threads.
The speed is indeed being fixed, but...
slow.
It's so slow that you can barely feel the progress.
He kept the fragments in contact for a full fifteen minutes.
Those energy threads only covered an area the size of a fingernail.
At this rate, it would take decades to repair even the smallest damage to the door.
Zhang Yan retrieved the fragments. The self-healing threads stopped growing after losing their energy supply, but the parts that had already been woven did not dissipate.
It remained there, becoming part of the door.
"It's effective," Zhang Yan said, "but less than one-thousandth the efficiency of manual repair."
Guan Xing quickly recorded the data beside him, then stopped writing and looked up.
"The problem lies in the environment."
Zhang Yan looked at her.
"Once the self-healing process is activated, it needs to absorb free energy from the surrounding environment to maintain operation."
As he spoke, he drew a simple diagram in his notebook. "But the concentration of free higher-dimensional energy in Earth's own dimension is too low. The spark provided by the debris can be ignited, but there is no firewood around, so the fire doesn't burn brightly."
Zhang Yan didn't reply. He had already thought of it.
Guan Xing closed his notebook and looked at him.
"What if we change the location?" Her speech quickened unconsciously. "An environment with extremely high and pure high-dimensional energy concentration. In such an environment, the self-healing process would be activated, with the door surrounded by 'firewood,' and the repair speed would increase exponentially."
"You're talking about Guixu," Zhang Yan said directly.
The stargazer did not deny it.
"The terminal coordinates of the gate network, the signal energy purity sent back by the Ruins is higher than that of the primordial fragments, if the environmental energy concentration there matches the signal..."
Zhang Yan raised his hand to interrupt her.
On the communication channel, Nie Qingcheng's breathing was very soft, but she didn't speak.
Zhang Yan glanced at the fragment in his hand, then at the small, newly healed area on the surface of the door.
So tiny as to be almost invisible, yet so real.
Self-healing is possible, but not on Earth; however, if one were to go to the Ruins...
"We'll talk about it when we get back." He carefully collected the fragments. "This isn't something I can decide on my own."
The black scorpion began to rise.
After a silence of more than ten seconds on the other end of the line, Nie Qingcheng spoke.
"Come back for dinner, I cooked it."
Zhang Yan responded.
She added another sentence on the other end of the tablet, her voice so soft it sounded like she was talking to herself.
"I checked, and the one-way jump distance from the anchor point to the Guixu signal source exceeds the current endurance limit of chaos."
Zhang Yan's fingers tightened slightly on the handrail.
She's already calculating.