Mystery: A Spark

He glanced to the side and saw that the puppy beside him was still fast asleep, so he sat up and reached out to touch the puppy's ears.

Arthas was fast asleep, lying on his back, and even after Arthur tried to wake him up for a long time, he showed no signs of waking up.

Upon seeing this, Arthur immediately revealed a wicked grin.

He stretched out his index finger and thumb, pinched the tip of the puppy's tongue that was sticking out of its mouth, and then pulled it out little by little.

After pulling out a small section, Arthur reached out and started playing with the tip of the tongue, having a great time.

Even so, the puppy remained sound asleep, seemingly undisturbed.

As he played, Arthur gradually sensed that something was wrong.

Normally, if nothing else happens, Arthas would wake up before him.

Then the puppy will either lick his face with its tongue or brush his nose with its tail; these are the ways it usually wakes him up.

Even if Arthur wakes up first, he can easily wake the puppy up by teasing it a little.

But today, Arthur first tried to wake the little guy up, then played with his tongue, but after a long time, the little guy still showed no signs of waking up, which made Arthur gradually frown.

He reached out and tickled the puppy's itchy spot twice, but there was no reaction.

He mustered his courage and poked Arthas's little bell again, but there was still no response.

Arthur quickly reached out and pressed his hand against the puppy's neck. Only after feeling a strong pulse did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He pried open Arthas's eyelids again to take a look, and finding nothing unusual, he finally felt relieved.

"What did this guy do last night? Why isn't he awake yet?" Arthur muttered in confusion.

He gave the little guy a quick check-up and confirmed that nothing was wrong; he just seemed too tired, which was why he was sleeping so soundly.

What intrigued Arthur, of course, was the reason for the puppy's exhaustion.

"Could it have gone to track that demon hound? But it doesn't have any injuries." Recalling what happened yesterday, Arthur had a guess in his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

Even if he had encountered that demon hound, there was no guarantee he wouldn't have gotten hurt; Arthas, who was still a master of magic, was even less likely to escape unscathed.

Arthur took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

He sat up, leaned against the headboard, picked up the puppy and placed it on his stomach, quietly waiting for it to wake up.

It wasn't until almost noon that Alsace finally made some noise.

It rolled over, smacked its lips, yawned somewhat groggily, and then slowly woke up.

"What were you doing last night, you little rascal? You slept until now." As soon as Arthas woke up, he heard Arthur's voice.

The puppy rolled over and sat on Arthur's stomach, looking at him blankly, not understanding what was happening.

Arthur pointed irritably at the wall clock and said:

"Look at the time! Where did you go partying last night?"

"Uh... I, I didn't do anything last night," the puppy stammered.

“To be honest,” Arthur said expressionlessly.

"Nothing much, really. I just went to deliver a letter to Mr. Bonova yesterday, that's why I came back a little late," Arthas said honestly.

"Does it really take this long to deliver a letter to Mr. Bonova?" Arthur asked, his face full of disbelief.

“Because he’s not in Backlund right now, I spent quite a bit of time on him, and your friend Frank also summoned me, so I went to the Future again,” Arthas replied, twitching his ears.

"Frank's letter?" Arthur sat up.

“Yes.” The puppy opened its mouth and spat out a letter.

Arthur picked up the letter, opened it, and began to read it—

"Arthur, my friend, I find the theory of heat that you mentioned in your last letter very interesting."

"The energy that the same volume of food can provide to the human body to maintain its life activities is different."

"You categorized the energy substances that food can provide to the human body into three major categories: carbohydrates, lipids, and proteins, and you put forward a series of hypotheses about these three energy substances."

"After receiving your letter, I tried to verify your conjectures through some experiments. I found that, as you said, carbohydrates can replenish the energy needed by the human body the fastest, while lipids can provide the most energy to the human body with the smallest volume."

"As for protein, my research on this substance has hit a bottleneck. I find that it seems to be too diverse in food and that the energy it provides is not quite satisfactory."

"So I decided to put aside my research on proteins for the time being and solve the problems with carbohydrates and fats first. I found that rye bread could be classified as a carbohydrate food, but this food has a problem: it is not very filling."

"If you only eat black bread without adding anything else, even if you are full from eating black bread, you will get hungry very quickly. I spent three days verifying this and finally confirmed that it was true."

"After that, following your suggestion, I smeared some fish oil on the black bread while eating it, and the hunger did indeed slow down a lot."

“Arthur, my friend, you are right. Rye alone may not be enough. We also need a crop that can provide edible oil so that we can fill people’s stomachs more economically and efficiently.”

"After selection and experimentation, I finally chose soybeans as the second experimental crop after rye. With the experience gained from rye, I believe that improving soybeans should not take too long."

"Wait for my good news, Arthur, I will definitely succeed."

Arthur let out a soft breath, feeling a mix of emotions.

After receiving Frank's letter with good news, he wrote down in his reply what he knew from his previous life about the three major substances in the human body.

Arthur knew that starchy foods like bread, while filling, were also digested very quickly.

This means that even if you eat your fill, you still can't last long before you get dizzy and lightheaded from hunger.

But adding just a little oil to food makes all the difference.

In the country where Arthur lived in his previous life, oil crops were already quite well-developed.

There are peanut oil, sesame oil, olive oil, soybean oil, and so on. The variety is rich and diverse, and the prices are affordable for the average family.

In people's daily lives, it has become common knowledge that oil should be added to dishes.

That's why, as long as you eat three meals a day regularly, you generally won't feel very hungry.

Of course, with the development of the times and the increase in nightlife, late-night snacks have gradually become the fourth meal in people's lives.

However, in this mysterious world, Arthur discovers that the people here actually only eat two meals a day.

Most people eat breakfast and dinner, while only wealthy merchants and nobles have afternoon tea around three o'clock in the afternoon.

After discovering this, Arthur tried living like this once, but he couldn't take it anymore after just two days.

I was starving.

Eating one meal around nine in the morning, and then not eating a second meal until evening or even at night, who can stand that?

This is under the condition of a normal diet with meat and vegetables.

If Arthur were like the lower class here, surviving on cheap black bread, he wouldn't have lasted a single day.

It was at that time that Arthur truly understood what kind of lives most people here were living.

He still has a house to live in, so neither wind nor rain can affect him.

There's no need to worry about the cold or fatigue; he can't stand just the thought of hunger.

Those at the bottom of society not only suffer from hunger and cold, but also have to work tirelessly, and even have to endure unsanitary environments and exhaust fumes from factories.

In this light, it's not surprising that Alger said in the original work that the people in the factory here don't live past three generations.

No, Arthur even thought it was a miracle that they had survived two generations in such a harsh environment.

Seeing that Arthur fell silent after reading the letter, Arthas continued:

“Arthur, when I delivered the letter to Mr. Bonova, he was hunting a demon with his sister Bernadette. After learning that a demon had come to Backlund, they planned to return next week.”

"Oh? They're both coming back?" Arthur raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, Mr. Bonova said that if we add this one from Backlund, we’ll have enough experimental materials,” Arthas nodded.

"That's enough. I hope the experimental results will meet my expectations," Arthur said, glancing at the emblem on his left hand.

"What do you expect?" Arthas asked, somewhat curiously.

"It's just a guess, we don't know if it's right or wrong yet." Arthur rubbed the puppy's head.

"Oh..." Arthas watched Arthur get up and go to wash up, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He managed to get through last night's events... Arthas still felt a bit like he was in a dream when he recalled last night's experience.

After it gained consciousness, it always thought it was a dog, but unexpectedly it transformed into a wolf last night.

This greatly shocked Arthas's little mind, and he even began to doubt his existence as a dog.

However, after transforming into a wolf, I felt that my strength had increased significantly. Hmm, I'll try it again tonight. If I can master this new form, my combat power will definitely change a lot... Arthas thought to himself.

It remembered Arthur saying that a real man should face things head-on.

Although it had never actually seen Arthur confront anyone head-on; it was usually either a sneak attack or a backstab.

Arthas didn't have much hope for this, because he knew that the Gate Path was actually a special path that leaned towards magic, and its main specialty was escape.

Therefore, it had never had much hope for its own direct combat capabilities.

Judging from his physique alone, Arthas's mascot-like appearance doesn't make him look like a capable fighter.

But now it's different; it can transform into a wolf, a wolf that looks incredibly fierce.

Therefore, Arthas naturally wanted to try out what it was like to be a real male werewolf.

Chapter 145 Black Uniform, Red Armband

Arthur had stayed with Arthas until it woke up, worried about its condition.

This resulted in Arthur not even eating breakfast this morning.

By the time the puppy woke up, it was already noon.

So at this moment, Arthur was extremely hungry.

So, after a quick wash, he began preparing lunch.

Arthur has never been used to the local cuisine, so he usually cooks himself Chinese-style food.

The most common dishes they made were all kinds of stir-fries.

However, Arthur was already quite hungry today, so he was a little impatient to wash and prepare the vegetables and all sorts of ingredients.

So he took a shortcut and made himself and Arthas two simple bowls of beef noodles, intending to get through lunch first and then do something serious in the evening.