Krafft's Notes on Anomalies

It seems very troublesome at first, but it makes perfect sense when you think about it. A large part of the distinction of heraldry comes from the color matching. When the color sources are quite limited, it is still quite difficult to ensure the reproducibility.

When all the color numbers can be counted on two hands, using default patterns instead of colors is a very time-saving and labor-saving method, and it is more reliable than most dyes that are not stable enough.

After the invention of this method, its application naturally expanded to smooth metal or stone surfaces that are not easy to stain.

"It seems right to learn some heraldry. Can you explain what it is?"

"I can only tell you what colors different textures represent." Being able to understand colors is a by-product of heraldry learning, but this is obviously not a heraldry, and Green can't guess the meaning.

There are so many line patterns that it’s hard to imagine how to complete the colors on your own.

"Okay." Kraft tried to imagine what they could be, automatically replacing the patterns with colors.

First of all, it cannot be a heraldry. There are no graphics or divisions with heraldry characteristics. The messy lines are extremely unfriendly to obsessive-compulsive disorder.

But just like arranging lines, you have to find a suitable starting point, and the recurring strip pattern is good.

It appears in several images, with a gentle curvature, like the silk that wraps a gift or the life-sustaining umbilical cord, filled with horizontal horizontal stripes of texture, which, if Greene is correct, means blue.

A strip of blue, Craft mentally colored it. Coincidentally, it is the same as the fill texture of those radial lines, and it is not on the same "layer" in terms of the depth of the carving.

Even with this, there is still no clue. The blue image filled in is close to the vein network peeled off after injection of plasticizer in the book. It is composed of a main trunk and countless branches, but there is no obvious subordinate relationship, and the shapes are different from each other. coherent.

Kraft, who had no breakthrough yet, turned to other patterns, filled them in with colors, and threw them into the associative system.

Consciousness is like a biological reaction tank. The substrates thrown in are freely combined with enzymes composed of various impressions, catalyzing abstraction into new derivatives.

The graphics are gradually layered in the eye, and the uneven depth of their engraving is not a problem of craftsmanship, but a real representation of two overlapping layers.

The style of those blue radial lines is very different from other graphics. They are full of planning and deliberateness. They extend from a certain center and belong to a holistic system.

Each picture shows a part of it. In order to show each of its branches in detail, a lot of space is used. Only a high and long space like this corridor is suitable to put down this split into Big picture of blocks.

"These are the same picture, broken into pieces." Kraft held up the torch and pointed out to Green the highly correlated rays. They were like straightened snake-tailed creatures, opening wide under the surface layer. Fractal thin branches.

"There should be a central point. Help me find where it is."

The two of them split up and looked at the wall carvings one by one along the corridor. Yvonne, who had lost the novelty of the monks' prayers, also joined them.

Some of the new crystals shattered under their feet, making people worried whether the sharp particles would get stuck into the soles of their shoes and be carried out as they walked.

Green's accented call came quickly, and he seemed to have found what he was looking for within a few steps.

Kraft turned back to him, looking at the wall densely covered with blue lines. They were concentrated here, heading to one place.

That's not a point, but a shape on the graph that's about the size of an adult's arm span.

【hexagon】

This hexagon is concave step by step from the outside to the inside, and the innermost layer becomes a completely dark hole, deeply carved into the wall.

"I feel like I've seen this thing before."

Green opened the belongings he carried, rummaged through them, pulled out the paper roll from the long leather-wrapped tube, unfolded it, held it flat, and rotated it.

At the right angle, Kraft's portion of the route matched the engraving.

"Sewer." The meaning of the radial lines was found. "This is a map of the sewer."

It is basically consistent with the appearance drawn by Craft, and also includes the direction of the blocked sections. It is a complete map of the sewer, which may even be more standard and accurate.

"Then where are we?"

According to the map, Craft found the corridor they entered. The lines representing the waterways were bent several times and then intersected with the strip shape and ended there. A small blank space without patterns appeared in the middle of the strip.

This is a bit confusing. If the same thing with the same texture is the same thing, then they should be in an extremely wide waterway now. It is conservatively estimated that it should be more than 20 times as wide as the sewer. Considering the scale, there may be something wrong with it. , maybe even bigger.

But in fact, they encountered a strange maze here, a narrow, twisting, and difficult space.

"This doesn't make sense." There must be something wrong between the picture and their understanding, and so far the latter is significantly more likely to be wrong.

Kraft looked up at the shape, pondering the explanation, and water dripped from the top and fell onto his face. There is a considerable height difference between them and the sewer, but the humid environment has not changed significantly.

"Of course the picture is correct, and it's very simple. The blue color does refer to the waterway, but it doesn't just refer to the sewer, they are not on the same level."

"Then what is this?"

"It's very simple. Think about it carefully. A wide waterway exists in most areas of Dunling. What is that?"

Green thought for a moment and looked up in surprise. He understood the answer: "Temu River, this thing is Temu River!"

"Yes, these are two overlapping maps. The surface and underground correspond to each other. The waterways are represented in blue." Kraft stretched out his hand and caught a drop of water with his fingertips. The rippling river water on the surface seeped through the deep rock formations. The back was bone-chilling, greedily devouring heat.

The deep underground tunnels took them directly below the Teme River, which explains where the huge water pressure that caused the continuous seepage came from.

"Incredible, this kind of project is here." Kraft was shocked by the result of his deduction. He had a hunch that this might not be the most bizarre place.

"Here!" Yvonne's call made the two of them recover from the shock, and she also discovered something.

Kraft rushed to her side and frowned at the girl's discovery. The pattern that he thought had been cracked was shrouded in another layer of fog.

【Another hexagon】

They are almost exactly the same, even the initial section of the radiating lines representing water channels is roughly the same, but the outer shape is hugely different from the previous one. This difference basically starts from the collapse and blockage stage encountered in actual exploration.

The corresponding surface positions of the two are exactly the same, and the entire length of the tunnel passing through the bottom of the Temu River is basically the same.

Two contradictory partial maps.

Continuing along the corridor, they found the third and fourth hexagons, and the radiating corridors were even more different. Until the fifth one, the Temu River completely disappeared from the map, and the interrupted corridors were limited to six Very short range around the polygon.

At this time, they had reached the end of the corridor. A large door stood in front of them, opening from the inside out. The faint flowing air sent the smell of burning and decay into the nose.

"Call your men and we'll go in when we're ready."