When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 1055 The Clockwork Revolution of the Holy Machine Court (Part 2)
Walking alone at the back, Horn couldn't help but sigh as he watched the scholars' retreating figures.

These scholars are all undoubtedly intelligent people. The reason they seem so stubborn is because all kinds of knowledge today are based on basic experience.

The sun rises, the sun sets.

The moon rises, the moon sets.

People generally rely on path dependence, developing knowledge through practical experience, or even personal experience.

When purely rational research like that of Lorton emerges, the walls of their hearts appear terrifyingly thick.

Horn doesn't say that empiricism is wrong, but rather that empiricism has gone too far in this world.

After all, they are capable of researching paranormal phenomena, and often find situations where they can use something even if they don't understand why.

The extraordinary can both accelerate and slow down the scientific progress of this world.

As he pondered, Horn looked up again and found himself at the designated experimental site.

The experiment was conducted in an open-air plaza on the west side of the Machinery Palace, where the gray stone slabs were scorching hot under the midday sun.

In the center of the stone-paved square is a canvas-covered shed, beneath which is a stone-built mithril-plated pool filled with moon mercury.

In the center of the pool stands a cylindrical pillar made of broken dragon bones, so thick that it would take two people to encircle it, its surface gleaming like mother-of-pearl.

If we're talking about those massive, fist-sized, head-sized dragon bone fragments, there are plenty in the Dragon Sleep Mountains.

However, natural broken dragon bone pillars as thick as a person's embrace are quite rare.

Even this one is a national treasure among the dwarves of the Dragon Worship Cult.

To be precise, there are a total of four long pillars made of broken dragon bones in the holy ruins of the Dragon Cult dwarves.

Its status is similar to that of the dwarves' totem poles, which is equivalent to Horn bringing over the Huabiao (ornamental column) of the Dragon Cult dwarves.

Besides spending money, he also had to promise to lend the dragon's head to the dwarves for a year and to let them see Cynthia.

It cost three or four thousand pounds to acquire this pillar, install a suitable vibration device on it, and arrange the site.

Standing beside the cylinder, Lorton unconsciously traced the natural patterns on the surface of the broken dragon bones with his fingertips.

His coarse cloth coat fluttered in the wind, and behind him followed the whispers of the scholars from the review committee.

They could naturally recognize the weight of the broken dragon bone pillar, and they turned their angry gazes toward Leonardo.

You little brat, you're using our research funds to make toys for His Majesty just to curry favor with him, aren't you?
“Don’t think I’m doing this for personal gain,” Leonardo rolled his eyes at Kalik. “This is research on the Dragonbone Paradox.”

The Dragonbone Shattering Paradox is a question that has been debated between the Magic-based and the Spell-based schools of thought.

While the magic school has always been suppressed by the sorcery school in other fields, the magic school has always had the advantage in the Dragonbone Paradox.

The magical school has always believed that the vibrations from the shattered dragon bones released magical power, directly stunning the creature.

Because its stun effect has a range; if it were mana-based, it shouldn't have a range.

The magic-based school countered that the shattering of the dragon bones was not an emission of magic, but rather the use of spells.

The hypnotic and immobilizing spell of the Shattered Dragon Bone is only invisible; it will decay and dissipate like a fireball spell.

The explanation from the school of legal mechanics is clearly somewhat untenable.

Because it cannot explain why everyone within the range of the Shattered Dragonbone's burst would be hit, unless the Shattered Dragonbone has an aimbot.

"According to Lorton's theory, if the ether diffuses in the form of a field, it appears and dissipates extremely quickly."

Therefore, the time window for verifying Ethereum is very short.

"If the dragon bone fragments are large and strong enough, and there's a sufficient amount of ether to supply them, could we determine this before we take measurements?"

This piqued the interest of the scholars present. Leonardo's experiment, to put it bluntly, was about how a powerful brick could fly.

There's no need to design any torsion balance to amplify the phenomenon, or any ingenious indirect proof; just use brute force.

Otherwise, designing an experiment in just over a month would be quite difficult even for Leonardo.

Clearing his throat, Lorton stepped forward before the assembled scholars:

"We selected three organisms, mice, rabbits, and dogs, and set up multiple control groups in different locations."

After a week of training, their condition was adjusted to be similar, and the error was almost negligible.

They would be placed in glass cases and given a special drug that would trigger a transformation once they lost consciousness.

A blood test afterward can determine the exact time of loss of consciousness.

Before it began, the monks used divine magic on the animals at equal intervals to help them withstand the mental shock that would accompany the expansion of the etheric field…

Lorton's method, to put it simply, is to place one rabbit A three steps away from the stone pillar and another rabbit B ten steps away from the stone pillar.

Then the blessing will expire at the same time.

If the two rabbits are at different distances, they will faint at the same time.

This indicates that the psychological impact within the arena occurs simultaneously and is unrelated to distance.

This proves that the Dragon Bone Shattering was a direct magical impact rather than a magic spell, thus proving the Dragon Bone Shattering Magic Hypothesis wrong.

Lorton's approach was quite ingenious. Instead of proving that magic and mana coexisted, he proved that magic absolutely existed within the almost certain phenomenon of mana.

Instead of reconciling the contradictions, he made the paradox even more paradoxical, to the point that neither side could avoid it.

This makes things difficult for both sides, especially for the legal and mechanical school of thought.

You can oppose him, but he has proven a solid foundation for the existence of magical power in the Dragon Bone Shattering Paradox.

You agree with him, but he didn't completely prove that the magic school was wrong; on the contrary, he proved that the Dragon Bone Shattering did indeed have a range.

It exhibits both a wide-ranging effect and an instantaneous activation, with two diametrically opposed phenomena occurring simultaneously.

This empirical result cannot be explained except by biphasicism.

Although bipolarity cannot be fully proven, it has successfully created a crack in the theory of the opposition between magic and mana that cannot be ignored.

The scholars walked around the stone-paved pool and stood in a circle. The heat from the stone floor seeped up through their shoes, making them extremely restless.

Kalik crossed his arms, but his fingertips secretly curled up under the hem of his robe, inserting the meat dumpling into his palm.

Mela fanned herself with a peacock feather fan, her gaze sweeping over the rabbit in the glass box, but the smile on her lips was no longer as usual.

After Lorton finished speaking, he ignored everything else and proceeded with the final checks in an orderly manner.

Leonardo walked to the lever next to the keel crusher, his palms sticking to the lever, making them wet.

He suddenly turned around, his gaze meeting that of Shilov behind the crowd.

She sat in her wheelchair, her hair hanging down the armrests, her fingertips tapping unconsciously on the wheel rims.

His eyes, which usually held a hint of elegant smile, were now narrowed into slits, as if he were aiming at something.

"Everyone, the Ether Field is now officially open. It will last for fifteen seconds. The countdown to the end of Rabbit's Blessing is five seconds. Let's begin," Lorton announced.

"Ready?" Leonardo's voice was a little hoarse.

“Let’s begin.” Lorton’s response was as light as the wind.

The lever was pulled down suddenly, and a crisp "click" echoed through the square.

The broken dragon bone cylinder suddenly emitted a low hum, as if countless bees had crawled into the cracks in the bone.

The scholars standing nearby all frowned.

That wasn't an ordinary vibration; it was a noise that crawled along the cerebral cortex, yet their ears clearly told them that there was no sound at all.

Fortunately, most of the scholars present were alchemists and wizards.

Even Leonardo DiCaprio was blessed with divine favor and was not afraid of such an impact.

Mela tugged at her collar and coughed twice.

Kalik didn't say anything, but simply took half a step back.

He could feel the magical power within his body surging, as if something unseen was crashing towards him.

“Countdown, five, four…” The apprentice’s voice drifted through the buzzing.

The air in the square suddenly froze. Kalik stared at the rabbit in the glass case.

The gray rabbit was munching on a carrot when its ears twitched.

The one ten steps away was squatting in the corner, its nose twitching.

Mela's handkerchief, which she was using to wipe her eyes, stopped in mid-air, and her eyes behind her glasses squinted even more tightly.

Shilov's fingertips suddenly stopped.

Subconsciously, this always composed witch stood up from her wheelchair, using the armrests for support.

"Three, two, one!"

The buzzing sound continued the moment the last word landed, but the square seemed to fall silent instantly.

It was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

When the apprentice's final countdown ended, the rabbit, which was three steps away from the glass box, suddenly collapsed, and the carrot rolled off its mouth and onto the ground.

The one ten steps away also curled up at the same time, its four legs in the air.

In the dog cages and rat cages further away, the animals seemed to have been put on pause, all losing consciousness.

Sunlight streamed through the glass, illuminating their stiff bodies; even the angle at which they fell seemed to be perfectly molded.

According to the magical theory, the magic had already spread out, making it impossible for the animals to faint.

But the truth is, Lorton's animal friends did indeed faint at the same time.

With a blink, Mela's handkerchief fell to the ground, and her eyes behind her glasses widened in surprise.

Kalik's hand trembled as he gripped the copy of the paper. The annotations on the copy felt like red-hot irons, burning his fingertips.

"Impossible!" someone suddenly screamed. It was a young scholar of magic, who dropped his quill. "There must be something wrong with the potion! You've faked it!"

Leonard sneered: "This is the third time we've reproduced the experiment. If you're not satisfied, prepare your own materials and do it again next time."

More scholars stared at the glass box, their faces turning from red to white, then to pale.

Sylph slowly sat back in her wheelchair. Her maid hurriedly tried to hold her arm, but she gently pushed her away.

"How was it?" Horn gently stroked Sylph's ear. "I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"This is not direct proof."

"I know, but I think that's enough to warrant attention, isn't it?"

Shilov did not reply.

She looked at the scholars who were either shocked, paralyzed, or trying to appear calm, and suddenly raised her hand and clapped twice.

The applause was initially very soft, like raindrops falling on a stone slab.

Then Horn and Leonard joined in, followed by several young apprentices, and finally even Kalik hesitated before raising his hand.

The applause grew louder and louder, echoing across the still-humming square and startling the pigeons on the eaves.

Lorton knelt beside the glass box, holding the awakened gray rabbit in his arms.

You can feel its faint heartbeat with your fingertips.

His shoulders trembled, and tears welled up unexpectedly, falling onto the rabbit's soft fur.

The sound of wheelchair wheels grew closer, and Shilov stopped in front of him.

She raised her head, looking directly at the kneeling Lorton, her voice clear and solemn:
“Congratulations, Mr. Lorton.” She paused, her gaze sweeping over the many scholars who were still in a daze. “Your paper has been approved.”

　P.S. Damn, I finally finished writing this plot. It was so damn hard to write.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)