There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

Carter managed to say, still in shock, "That's terrifying, bro!"

He pointed to the mirror with one hand, "After I touched the jade, I entered a strange space... The evil spirits that had just disappeared surrounded me again, all staring at me! Luckily, I reacted quickly and touched the jade again, which allowed me to escape!"

...Being surrounded by hundreds of evil spirits at the same time? What a spectacular sight that would be!

I imagined the scene; wouldn't it be as terrifying as the King of Hell welcoming foreign guests with lining streets? Comedy can be down-to-earth, but it absolutely cannot be from the underworld.

"Can I give it a try?" Seeing Father Carter return unharmed, I was also eager to try.

Carter gave me a complicated look, then gestured for me to make myself at home.

I nervously and expectantly reached out and touched the jade in the mirror...

…………

A ray of light flashed, and I was back on the ranch.

"How is it? Is it just as I said?"

Father Carter immediately surrounded me. It was clear that the scene had caused him more psychological damage than physical damage, and he was very eager to see my reaction.

What else can be done?

I said irritably, "As soon as I went in, a bunch of evil spirits pounced on me! It's obvious you were being camped by undead players, and I stepped on their landmine for you!"

The scene was spectacular. As soon as I entered, hundreds of grotesque and hideous evil spirits surrounded me and attacked without saying a word.

When I arrived in that strange space, I found that my left hand, which I had been touching, had become my right hand, and my right side, which was facing the mirror, had become my left side—my entire orientation was reversed from what I had been facing before.

I was mentally prepared to take a look and teleport back immediately, but the miner spirits jostled me, and my hand slipped off the jade, losing my chance to craft a hearthstone...

"Then how did you get back?!"

Father Carter asked in shock.

I said dismissively, "That's easy. Back in the day, I was surrounded by 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, wielding two watermelon knives, and I hacked my way from the South Heavenly Gate to the East Road of Penglai. I hacked back and forth for three days and three nights, leaving corpses strewn everywhere. But I just kept hacking away without even blinking! This is nothing!"

Although the evil spirits were powerful, I was still one step ahead. I instantly activated my counterattack mode and used the First Dimension Left Arm Armor... oh no, in the mirror it was the Right Arm Armor, to cut them all down and carve a bloody path through them.

“You mean… you can cut them down?” Carter quickly grasped the key point.

After he said that, I was stunned. We stared at each other for a while before I frowned and asked.

"...Master Ka, please analyze this for me. How did I manage to kill those evil spirits and still be unharmed?"

Carter's thinking was clearly not on the same track as mine, so he ignored me and instead observed the jade in the mirror. A look of understanding appeared in his eyes, and he slowly spoke.

"I think I know what the Philosopher's Stone is trying to do..."

He crossed his arms and looked at the sky gradually turning a pale white in the distance. "This jade stone may be the 'Jade of Truth' that is circulating in the Navigators' Alliance."

"The Jade of Truth?" I asked, puzzled.

"On the surface, the Navigators' Alliance is a group of merchants and adventurers, but in reality, all the captains know very well that their goal is to find the legendary land—'Lemuria.' During their voyages, the captains carry this 'Jewel of Truth,' which is said to be able to see through the storms and fog at sea and guide them to the direction of the true kingdom..."

Carter frowned and said, "The Navigators' Alliance is a very old organization. The Vatican's documents have always suspected that they were the first group in history to try to control the twist points on the continent, and after failing, they turned to the sea."

I was stunned after hearing this. Given his status, it would be reasonable for Zack, a former captain, to hold this thing. But how could this broken stone have such magical functions? What does it mean to see through the fog and what does it mean to guide the way?

...What's even more surprising is that we can easily find out how many continents there are on the planet just by looking at them from space with spaceships and satellites, right?

Are they still searching even now?! Such a ridiculous organization, who knows what kind of pointless things they might do!

Father Carter, noticing my confusion, continued, “The Papacy and the Navigators’ Alliance had a brief alliance. Exorcist priests who went to sea reported the appearance of the ‘Jade of Truth,’ which is very similar to this jade. However, the methods of use we witnessed were completely different from the rumors…”

I asked, "Isn't it just used as a compass and light bulb? What other functions have they developed?"

Father Carter said awkwardly, "The priest said that the ship encountered a ghost fleet roaming the seas, and when cannon fire and sword strikes were ineffective, the captain took out a warhammer inlaid with the Jewel of Truth and smashed all the monsters' heads in the ghost fleet..."

Wow... No wonder they're captains who all have unlocked Tier 3 gene locks; their combat style is really simple and brutal...

But this explanation makes much more sense than the vague and unsubstantiated claims in legends and records.

The Jade of Truth, since it's called "truth," should transform "illusory" existence into "real" matter, and then use its rich physical means to solve problems! That's the attitude a group of muscular gay men should have!

Father Carter concluded, "So, as things stand, the distortion and contamination have been controlled and transformed into a mirrored space behind the mirror, where the evil spirits are imprisoned. The original space was supposed to be the hiding place of the evil spirits of the Death Mirror, but with the added control of the Jade of Truth, they have no way to escape."

The miner spirits I just beat up are still in an unkillable and indestructible state, but the scythe can easily tear them to pieces. These sluggish creatures have no power to fight back and can only bluff and roar around me...

Seems like a good practice partner? Did I find some really tough sparring partners?

I exclaimed excitedly, "Doesn't that solve the problem? I no longer have to worry about monsters or ghosts coming out and killing me in the middle of the night!"

Cardi nodded. "This mirror is not the same one as before, so I can report back... But the situation here still needs to be observed. You must take good care of it and make sure nothing goes wrong, understand?"

I said firmly, "Don't worry about it! I have too much clutter here, one more won't make a difference."

"...I feel even more worried after hearing it."

The priest was about to leave when I called him back.

"Father, could I ask you for a favor?"

"What is it you want to say first?" Carter asked cautiously.

I said directly, "It's those two old men you met last time. They've been missing for a long time. I don't know if they ran away because of a dementia attack, but I can't go out and put up missing person notices... You have the ability to enter dreams, could you help me find them? Maybe you can see them behind the dream gate?"

Old Man Hook and Old Man Yorkson have been missing for quite some time now. We had agreed that as long as I carried the meme imprint of the "Final Catastrophe," I could contact them anytime—but these two are as unreliable as any after-sales service.

Today's ranch incident served as a wake-up call for me. The mark of the "Ultimate Catastrophe" will always bring uncontrollable side effects, and I must find these two people to confirm the imprinting issue.

Carter breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this condition. "I thought you were going to make me pay for the window glass again... This is easy! I'll go back and look for it, and I'll let you know once I've made contact!"

...Going back to look for it now? Doesn't that just mean they're openly going back to sleep?

"Stop sleeping! Now that you're back, stop pretending to be dead and get the church open for business! I'm going to catch up on some sleep too, and I'll borrow a couple of alchemy books from you later!"

Father Carter said with displeasure, "Is this how you beg for a favor?! I'm trying to help you..."

"Then let's talk about compensating for the glass... These pieces of glass are at least thirty years old, practically antiques. We'll exchange them for emeralds..."

Carter jumped for joy: "Alright... I'll have the book ready this afternoon! Goodbye, Marcus, until we meet again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Father Carter vanished like a whirlwind into the faint morning light of the ranch.

Chapter 583 Case Studies of Errors in the Application of Quantum Technology

There's a fable that says that before experiencing hardship, people think they can't bear such suffering. But once it actually happens to them, they realize that everyone can endure such hardship.

When I see others encountering paranormal events, they always feel uneasy and pray to gods and Buddhas, fast and eat vegetarian food for a period of time, and then they equip themselves with Buddhist beads, peach wood swords, yellow paper talismans, garlic, silverware, crosses and the like to bolster their courage before daring to walk at night.

But after it happened to me, I calmly took the mirror home and placed it behind the door—I even had time to consider the feng shui principle that mirrors shouldn't face doors or beds, so I put it behind the door.

After eating something and spacing out for a while, I saw the sun rising slowly on the horizon, and I made up my mind to go back and catch up on some sleep.

It felt really bad not to have slept all night, so I lay back down on the bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, in a very peaceful posture, as if I had just taken a nap.

Sigh, after encountering so many messy things, nothing is as devastating as the pressure of running out of money. When something happens, you just have to find a way to solve it. What's scarier is waking up one day to find yourself on another planet.

I didn't wake up until the sun was high in the sky.

"Ah... what was I supposed to do again..."

I was still completely dazed when I woke up, and my limbs felt very heavy, as if my body had woken up first, but my soul was still on that bed.

I looked around the pasture, which looked peaceful and serene. The horses had come out of the stables and were grazing in the pasture. When they saw me, they wagged their tails vigorously.

Just as I was about to take a step, I suddenly heard a meowing sound coming from under my feet...

"Good morning everyone... Are you still here?"

The reinforcements that Police Leopard brought back last night are now lazily lying all over the grass and rooftops, and cats have suddenly appeared all over the area in front of and behind the houses.

Of the cats from last night, about ten belonged to residents of the town, and they've probably all gone home to their owners for food by now. The rest, of varying sizes and colors, are probably stray cats from the island, and they haven't gone anywhere; they're just lying there on my ranch.

These little creatures really saved me from a predicament last night, so I felt bad about being ungrateful and chasing them away. I exchanged silent glances with the two police leopards for a while, and I roughly understood what they meant…

Me: Gentlemen, what should we do with these?

Leopard: These are under my protection.

Me: Okay.

I quietly took out the dried fish and jerky I had stored in the house and shared them with the stray cats basking in the sun. Some of them took the dried fish and ate it without any hesitation, but others politely declined and turned around, swishing their tails as they left the ranch.

Look! Look!

This attitude of not taking credit after achieving success and leaving without a trace is simply the epitome of chivalry among cats!

I want to make a banner for them and send it over!

…………

But after a while, I realized I was overthinking it.

A few stray cats suddenly flew in from the edge of the ranch fence. I looked closely and saw that these cats were carrying a kitten in their mouths, followed by a group of kittens. I was instantly overwhelmed by a sea of ​​chibi-style kittens...

Tsk tsk, who can resist this!

On one hand, I comforted myself, thinking that I don't have any solutions for paranormal events yet, so keeping some cats on the ranch can serve as a warning, so it's not a bad deal, right?

Existentialist philosopher Yan Xishan once said: "Existence is everything, and everything is for existence." Therefore, accepting the reality that you like fluffy little gadgets is a kind of great wisdom.

Shanxi food connoisseur Yan Xishan once said: "Shanxi millet is very nourishing; eat more, eat more!" Seeing so many adorable creatures, I readily succumbed and resignedly brought out even more dried fish to treat these little guys.

After finishing their meal, the wild cats regained their energy. With a low growl from the police leopard, they all stood up from the ground, walked to the clearing of the pasture, and gathered in a circle, looking up at the police leopard climbing up the tree branch, waiting respectfully for instructions.

What followed was nothing more than a long string of "meow meow meow," "roar roar roar," "meow meow meow," and "roar roar roar." I didn't understand a single word, but I could sense that the atmosphere was extremely lively, as if they were treating me like a grand hall.

Even if I couldn't understand what they were saying, I could probably guess that what the police leopards were saying was the same old slogan, "Follow me and you'll get food," and they might even have given me a grand introduction—their only designated keeper.

Even though I was slightly unhappy with my role as a zookeeper, which was actually a sucker, I still obediently accepted it because of all the cute kittens who were so unruly and trying their best to be adorable.

However, letting so many stray cats roam freely on the ranch is not a good thing. They risk fighting and damaging crops, so a designated area for them to roam is necessary.

To the west of the main house stands a large, gnarled tree laden with bright red apples—probably the last crop left over from Old Man Hook's time. I previously removed a beehive from it and am now storing it in beehives by the river collecting honey.

Finally, right next to this big tree, I used the ancestral building skills of the colonists to quickly and well construct a general-purpose stone bungalow, which was filled with wooden animal sleeping boxes.

I waited confidently for the stray cats to settle into their new home, and then I watched helplessly as they swarmed onto the roof and sprawled out in a chaotic mess...

Well, as expected.

The number of useless animals on the ranch has increased again!

But when I saw the apple tree, I naturally thought of bees.