No one said.
But he understands very well.
He just understands.
The old man stopped talking about what they had just talked about and picked up the two books and pushed them to them.
“Look at these,” he said.
“It’s not just the titles of the books, but the legends surrounding them.”
"Look carefully at the academic sections and you will see his talent."
Hitzfeld looked at Xia and found that the latter was raising his eyebrows.
To prove that Desca was not exaggerating, they each took a book and started reading.
Hitzfeld picked up the book "The Truth about Evolution".
Xia Yibing’s title was “Life: No Distinction between High and Low”.
The girl looked at the table of contents first and found that there was a brief introduction to each chapter under the table of contents entries.
"The Truth of Evolution", Chapter 1, Womb of Ice and Fire.
[Everyone believes that the more extreme the environment, the less life can survive, but in fact, the most extreme environment in the world may have more life than anywhere else, that is, submarine volcanoes. When a volcano erupts, the hot lava flow can reach a temperature of 450 or even 600°, but the sea water temperature may be 1 times smaller just 100 cm away... The collision of ice and fire will form a wonder, which is hard to imagine. According to the results of laboratory cultivation, the density of life there may be hundreds of thousands of times that of an ordinary pond on land...]
"..." Hitzfeld frowned slowly.
A quirky title, but I have to admit it's quite effective.
She was not particularly interested in these things, but since they involved the "mystery of life" and were supplemented by exaggerated data such as "hundreds of thousands of times", her appetite and curiosity were immediately piqued.
Oh, it seems that Ms. Feti also said that there are indeed dense accumulations of life near submarine volcanoes.
But she still didn't understand -
"'What do they eat'? That's what you're wondering, isn't it?"
The cheerful voice of the old man came from the other side.
Hitzfeld looked up and saw that he looked arrogant, as if to say, "Beg me now, and I'll tell you if you beg me."
"..." She turned a few pages of the book, glanced through it quickly, and found the answer directly in the article.
“Methane?”
She uttered a single word softly.
Deka suddenly lost his breath and said, "You are such a boring person."
"I think I know why Dai Lin hid on the beach." Hitzfeld glanced at him with a strange expression, "...Do you usually tease her like this?"
"Of course." Deka was not ashamed but proud, "She is much more honest than you."
"Let's get serious...Mr. Laworth, did you write this together with Mr. Bricher?"
Hitzfeld half frowned, his face showing a serious expression.
This book is amazing.
The electrical age...the development of biology and chemistry is faster than she thought. For example, the concept of "methane" and other mineral elements has been proposed in the book, and scholars have long since created various instruments to assist in research.
For example, even Talignan has a microscope, and Sixus has played with it there.
After quickly flipping through the book, Hitzfeld was now almost certain that Desca-Ravos was not bragging, and that the book did provide a rough account of the brief history of species development in the Saranan Sea.
Of course, it was impossible for people of that period to dive into the abyss. Neither Descartes nor Bricher could actually go to the vicinity of the submarine volcano to explore. They used experimental simulations - first hanging a heavy object on the fishing net, trying to salvage some shells, shrimps, crabs and fish from the seabed, and then simulating various environments to test the reactions of these creatures to determine whether they lived this kind of life on the seabed.
Simulations aren’t always gentle.
Just like the introduction at the beginning, the reason why the author of the book can accurately say that it is 450 to 600° is that he must have simulated it in reality...that is, he placed the captured organisms in a similar environment and tried it.
He could make such a judgment only if those creatures survived - and even lived very comfortably.
"Strictly speaking, he was the one doing most of the experiments," Deska said. "I was the one doing most of the writing because I was more interested in playing at that time and didn't want to stay in the lab all the time."
He began to talk at length again, recounting those old stories.
Hitzfeld listened very patiently.
Xia Yibing also listened attentively while flipping through the book.
But Lily at the door couldn't stand it. She lay on the ground and turned over so that she could sleep more comfortably.
"That is to say, you think most of the credit belongs to him, to Mr. Bricher."
"Yes."
"But according to what I saw... Mr. Bricher also respects you?"
"Ah, that's because he suffered too many setbacks before he met me."
Deka waved his hand.
"I might be...my understanding of him might make him think there is hope, so he respects me much more than I respect him."
Hitzfeld nodded slightly.
The echoes in the cave provided a lot of information, such as that Bricher-Atlans was 10 years older than Descartes-Lavos.
This is an exaggerated age ratio. Normally, Bricher would not need to respect a young man who was 10 years younger than herself, but she could understand it - the status of the nobility in that period was higher than it is today, and Descartes had a good family background. Perhaps in Bricher's view, such a person being willing to make friends with her was considered "marrying down".
Therefore, this person also has an inferiority complex about his own identity.
She guessed silently.
Inferiority complex made Bricher respect Descartes and cherish this friendship... Because of this friendship, he believed that the barriers between common people and nobles could be broken, but his faith was shattered because Descartes abandoned him, an act that was no less than betrayal.
If he didn't die immediately after falling, the probability of him becoming a corrupted person would be about 100%. So Hitzfeld could understand why Knight Descartes was worried about this beach and why he had to conceal his identity and come back to explore it every year.
He was indeed afraid.
Maybe he wanted to atone for his past in this way.
"...After so many years, the beach has been peaceful. I thought I would never get his revenge until I died of old age, but I didn't expect... these things would happen recently."
The old knight shook his head, picked up the teacup and drank it all.
"Boom!"
He put the cup down heavily and said ruthlessly, "Anyway... I am guilty, I admit it, but the most important thing now is not to judge me, but to solve the problem on the beach - no more deaths here!"
Xia Yibing put down the book and said nothing.
After thinking about it, she decided to give the decision to the girl.
"You went to see Daelin before." Hitzfeld asked him, "What do you want to do?"
Xia Yibing raised her eyebrows.
The name has changed back again...
"Remind her not to be indecisive." Deka hummed twice.
"I know you asked her to help catch someone, but given her personality... humph! If I'm not behind her forcing her, there are some things she won't do."
"There's one more thing I'm curious about." Hitzfeld lowered his voice and looked at him, "It's about Daelin's origin... Could it be that she was adopted by you?"
"It's not me!" Deka shook his head.
"So it's someone else?"
"An ordinary couple in the town." Deka stretched out his hand and gestured, giving them a rough direction.
"…The tsunami destroyed most of the houses in the town. After the tide receded, they renovated the houses. The family lived on the edge of the town, in the southeast."
"Is their last name Blue?"
"Yes."
"How old were they when they adopted Dai Lin?"
"Danny Blue is 42 years old and Jones Blue is 38 years old."
"I haven't heard Daelin mention them."
"Of course... they are dead."
"How did you die?"
"He probably died of old age, or maybe of illness... The conditions here are limited, so it's hard to tell."
"Do they have any children staying?"
"No one. They adopted her because they couldn't have any children."
“Were you here the year of the tsunami?”
"coming."
"Do you feel anything unusual?"
"No."
"Why? You said you were on the lookout for Blicher's revenge on you."
"That's true...but...it's not a disaster that can be created by human power."
Deska gestured with his hands again.
"The waves were tens of meters high. It was summer when it happened, but I arrived in late summer so I didn't see it with my own eyes... But I've heard too many people describe it, it's not a lie, and I never thought in that direction - towards Bricher."
"You didn't suspect that this might be the work of an evil spirit?"
"...From what I understand, even the evil god can't do this."
"Where's the sea monster?"
"Less likely."
"Why did you go to the underwater cave with Brichel?"
"That was part of the trial... The Central Diocese wanted to test our abilities and character, so they sent Knight Commander Gexus to lead a team to supervise us, and also let us do the inspection here."
“Why here?”
"what?"
"Why here?" The girl stressed, "You can go anywhere, why choose this place? Choose Bartlett."
"Because we think this place is unusual and looks like a volcanic site."
"Your initial target was the volcanic ruins?"
"That's it."
"Why? What's worth studying at volcanic sites?"
"It's still Bricher..."
Deka pressed his temples and tried hard to recall.
"Probably... It was last year of that year... Bricher came to me excitedly and told me that he had discovered the pattern of the distribution of submarine volcanoes."
"law?"
Hitzfeld was surprised.
Xia Yibing also began to raise her eyebrows.
"Yes... He said that the coastal volcanoes he had observed in the past tended to erupt more frequently in the summer. This might be because the high temperature caused the glaciers to melt, and the melting snow caused the sea level to rise. The changing pressure caused the earth's crust to vibrate, and the nearby abyss rifts began to erupt..."
Xia Yibing's eyebrows were raised so much that they almost formed forehead wrinkles.
She swore that this was the most imaginative hypothesis she had ever heard.
But she glanced at Hitzfeld.
Ok……
Frowning...
Hitzfeld was not sure whether this assumption made sense.
She seemed to have heard similar arguments before.
But not sure.
