Forge the Magic of Science

口渴,炎热和疲劳一波接一波地涌上 Lynn 的心头.在这种压倒性的不适之下,他的意识慢慢开始恢复,他的眼睛也逐渐睁开.首先映入他眼帘的是覆盖着层层蜘蛛网的天花板,丝线在微弱的灯光下闪耀着微弱的银光.随着他的目光四处移动,这陌生的一幕让他的头脑瞬间凝固,仿佛有人按下了暂停键.他的思绪被卡住了,什么都处理不了.房间很小,只有不到三十平方米.它看起来好像很久没有维护过,木墙有明显的磨损和腐烂迹象.这块木头本来应该有明显的纹理,现在却被一层厚厚的灰色尘埃覆盖着,上面有昆虫和蚂蚁留下的痕迹.这些腐朽的迹象似乎无声地诉说着这个地方被遗弃和孤独的故事.房间里,一切都乱七八糟.各种零碎的东西,垃圾和碎片像小土堆一样随意堆在角落里.地板上散落着几十页旧书,现在已经没有了封面,散落着,杂乱无章.只剩下一条狭窄的小路,宽到足以让一个人勉强穿过.如果不小心,它们会撞到周围的杂物."我到底在哪儿?我会不会被绑架了?Lynn 感到困惑和不安悄悄进入他的脑海.他揉了揉自己酸痛,抽痛的头,努力坐起来,他的心在胸口快速跳动,无声地担心着.他确信这个地方与他所知道的任何角落都不一样,所以 Lynn 必须为最坏的情况做准备——他很可能被绑架了!"071,告诉我我现在的位置!"Lynn 本能地在心中喊道.以前,每当他想到一个命令时,他的智能助手就会迅速响应.然而,这一次,几秒钟在沉默中过去了,没有任何回应.周围环境保持着出奇的安静."AI 助手是否已禁用?"Lynn的心像石头一样沉了下去,仿佛坠入了无尽的深渊.他本能地将双腿摆动到床边,当他的脚触地的那一刻,一股寒意从他的脚底涌上来.他的眼睛扫视着房间,寻找任何可能的逃生方式.就在这时,他注意到床头柜上放着一把锋利的短剑.刀刃闪耀着冰冷的光芒,仿佛在警告他未知的危险和挑战.然而,更让他吃惊的是,他的右手紧紧地抓着一张皱巴巴的羊皮纸.质地粗糙但真实.林恩本能地握住了剑,剑柄与手掌相接的那一刻,他感到了一股淡淡的安全感,仿佛在这陌生的环境中,他抓住了一条救生索.犹豫片刻后,他缓缓展开皱巴巴的羊皮纸,露出一连串错综复杂,几乎难以辨认的符号,看起来像是潦草的胡说八道.这些符号扭曲交织在一起,让他头晕目眩.但更让他困惑的是,他能清楚地看懂纸上写的字![时间不多了.法庭的牧师发现了我们的踪迹.在月光节之前,在你镇上的指定地点见我.带上 17 个 Sekas 铜币,按照标志走...小心点——乔尼.当Lynn读着字句时,一股莫名的恐惧突然在他心中涌动,就像一股汹涌澎湃的海浪,然后,一段支离破碎的记忆开始在他的脑海中浮现.[广阔的广场上,喧闹的人群如潮水般聚集.他们的表情狂野而欣喜若狂,脸上充满了兴奋和疯狂.他们喊着什么,他们的声音在震耳欲聋的波浪中起伏不定.广场中央矗立着一个巨大的平台,高耸入云.一位身穿白色丝绸长袍的主教像神一样站在人群面前.在他们狂野的呐喊中,他缓缓地高高举起了他的权杖,权杖上的宝石在阳光下闪耀着光芒.下一刻,深红色的火焰如咆哮的巨龙般爆发,热量强烈到足以在瞬间吞噬一切.在炽热的地狱中,可以看到几个人影正在挣扎,他们痛苦的尖叫声充斥着空气,声音中充满了绝望...]"这是什么?这是电影场景吗?这残忍而血腥的景象让林恩不寒而栗.他的身体微微颤抖,牙齿不自觉地颤抖起来."但为什么这些奇怪的记忆会出现在我的脑海中呢?信最后提到的这个 Jonny 是谁?Lynn喃喃自语,眉头深深地皱起.突然间,他仿佛被一道闪电击中.他的脑海中闪过一个想法,他急忙跑到房间里的水盆前.水面轻轻荡漾,表面光滑如镜.Lynn站在它面前,目不转睛地盯着他的倒影.随着涟漪平息,他看到了什么让他的瞳孔惊恐地收缩的东西.他用颤抖的手指轻轻触碰水面,在上面掀起微小的涟漪,但他仍然能透过波浪清楚地看到自己的倒影.那是一个年轻人,大约十八九岁,穿着一件修补过的亚麻长袍.这件长袍已经因为磨损和时间而变得暗淡和肮脏.他的身材瘦小的,仿佛一阵风就能把他吹走.他的脸色苍白,浑身是尘土,就像刚从泥土堆里爬出来一样.他凌乱的棕色头发看起来像个鸟巢.他漆黑的眼睛里充满了恐惧,像一只受惊的小鹿,害怕周围的一切."难道我已经轮回了?"Lynn震惊地倒抽了一口气,无法抑制脑海中迸发的荒谬想法.他很快想出一个解释,但除了轮回的想法之外,其他的解释似乎都没有意义.虽然联邦在他轮回之前在脑域发育和神经元研究方面取得了重大进展,但随着脑芯片移植技术的高度发展,将意识植入另一个身体并实现轮回的想法是纯粹的幻想,只有在科幻小说中才能找到.Moreover, he didn't feel anything particularly special about himself, as if he were someone worthy of such a complex scheme.Realizing this, the last sliver of hope in Lynn's mind vanished. His legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the floor, the coldness of the ground seeping through his clothes to his skin, though he didn't notice it. His mind was still in shock, as a flood of complex and disordered memories surged back, overwhelming him.It took him half an hour to sort through these memories. After some effort, he finally had a clearer understanding of his current situation.He had transmigrated to a place somewhat resembling medieval Europe, a world filled with numerous warring nations. The most powerful of these nations was the Sekas Empire, where he now found himself.Above the earthly thrones, there was a huge force called the Church, which worshipped a god named [Aira]. It followed a monotheistic belief system, promoting the idea of creationism—that everything in the world was created by the god.Besides spreading faith and manipulating hearts, the Church had another important mission: hunting witches. To them, witches were heretics who had to be eradicated.Lynn's situation was dire. It seemed that the person he had transmigrated into was a witch. No, more specifically, he was an apprentice witch being hunted by the Church!Lynn looked helplessly at the crumpled parchment in his hand and silently cursed his fate. "What is all this? Not only did I transmigrate here, but I didn't even get a decent start. From the very beginning, I'm in danger of being hunted down. Who knows, one day I might end up bound to the stake and burned alive."The original owner of this body had led quite a reckless life. He was the illegitimate son of a certain nobleman in the Sekas Empire, named Carl Stellan. Although he wasn't well-liked in his family, he had at least lived a relatively comfortable life, where food and clothing were never a problem. In this chaotic world of constant war, simply having enough to eat was a great privilege.Had he kept his noble identity and continued living a relatively stable life, he might have been able to rise in this world, even potentially leading an industrial revolution or toppling the mighty Church. That was not entirely impossible.However, this idiot had been deceived by a wizard named Koru, who persuaded him to become his apprentice. From then on, his life had been a constant struggle, with no stable home, often going without food, and living in extreme hardship.Four days ago, his master Koru had attempted to kidnap the duke's daughter, but his plan failed. The Tribunal acted quickly, arresting Koru before he could escape.Upon hearing this, Carl fled to this secret hideout, living in constant fear. During the past six months of running with Koru, he had witnessed witches being burned alive at the stake, and those terrifying scenes had left a deep mark on his mind, making him terrified that the priests would burst in and take him away. For several days, he couldn't sleep, until despair and fear overwhelmed him, and he lost consciousness. That was when Lynn had transmigrated into this body."This is a problem..." Lynn whispered to himself, feeling a headache coming on. He even briefly entertained a dark thought—perhaps he should defect.Besides him, Koru had six other apprentices. If they hadn't been caught yet, Lynn knew their names and appearances. Perhaps he could turn state's witness to save his own life. Worst case, he could pretend to convert to the Church and later find a way to repent...