Several unusual trees lined the surrounding walls, and a small flowerbed stood in front of the house, overgrown with exotic plants and blooming with rare flowers—the species within were something Jiang Cheng had never expected. However, they all had one thing in common.
They are all poisonous.
After realizing that he had planted something that wasn't exactly good, Jiang Cheng continued to slowly bury the plants.
What unfolded before him next truly broadened his horizons.
Several wooden shelves leaned precariously against the easternmost courtyard wall, right next to the mud-plastered wall, which prevented the numerous bottles and jars on the shelves from tipping over.
Countless chemical reagents, various experimental instruments, and some dilapidated facilities—although it was clearly made of scrap, it looked quite presentable.
This corner of the courtyard is practically an invention site, or a small chemical experiment site!
Jiang Cheng froze on the spot, carefully examining everything on the shelves.
When he first emerged from the dark room and looked around, he thought it was a somewhat backward mountain village, even a desolate place with no technology whatsoever. If he hadn't seen the security camera, he might have even doubted that there was any electricity here.
But what was now unfolding before him truly shocked him.
Jiang Cheng recalled a book he had read long ago, which mentioned that all metals are formed from mercury and mineral sulfur that rises into the Earth's smog emissions, and the differences between metals lie only in their randomness, which also depends on the different forms of sulfur that enter their composition. This is the earliest origin of alchemy.
In the realm of alchemy, the finest, purest, and most balanced sulfur is the sulfur of gold. This sulfur is completely and evenly combined with mercury. It is precisely because of this balance that gold is fire-resistant and can remain completely unchanged in fire.
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng's gaze was instantly drawn to the large amount of sulfur powder on the shelf.
so……
In the dream world, is he an alchemist?
Can he be categorized as alchemy?
Jiang Cheng shook his head, deciding to put all that aside for the moment, and instead went into the somewhat dilapidated little house. He wanted to see what his living conditions were like.
Upon entering, the room was surrounded by rough white walls, clearly large drawing boards that Jiang Cheng had painted himself with an unknown substance. On these square "drawing boards," he had written dense formulas and chemical recipes, but to Jiang Cheng at that moment, it all looked like gibberish.
There was one thing on the wall that he could probably understand.
Judging from its appearance, it's a rat-shaped bomb. The operating concept shown on the wall is roughly that a massive amount of explosives is compressed to the size of a rat using some somewhat unbelievable method, and then loaded into a palm-sized mechanical rat. When the switch is pressed, the spring is wound up, and the mechanical rat will smash through all obstacles and run frantically forward. The counter is set to only last about ten seconds; once the countdown ends, the mechanical rat will explode on the spot.
According to Jiang Cheng in the dream world, or rather, Ming Lingye's calculations on the wall, if this mechanical rat is successfully developed, its explosion will destroy two attic-sized houses.
"Tsk tsk..."
After reading everything above, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but click his tongue.
Unexpectedly, he, in the dream world of the Sakura Kingdom, really does have some whimsical ideas.
He temporarily named this dream world "Cherry Blossom Country Dream World" in his mind. After all, he had already experienced a dream world once before, and Jiang Cheng knew that there would definitely be more in the future, so he simply gave it a name to make it easier for him to remember.
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng walked back to the shelves filled with strange and unusual things and carefully examined the items on them.
He recalled that Aristotle once said that the most basic properties of anything are "hot, cold, wet, dry," and when these properties are successfully combined with "matter," they produce the four elements of "fire, air, water, and earth" in nature.
His memory was somewhat hazy, but he could roughly recall that "the combination of heat and dryness produces fire," "the combination of cold and moisture produces water," "the combination of cold and dryness produces earth," and "the combination of heat and moisture produces gas."
Correspondingly, the human body also contains four humors that are very similar to the "four elements": blood, phlegm, black bile, and yellow bile. When these four humors are in proper balance, a person is healthy. However, with changes in diet, activity, season, and even location, the four humors will undergo certain quantitative changes. When the humors become unbalanced, disease can easily occur.
The shelves in front of him were densely packed with items closely related to everything else. Some were foul-smelling slime, some were chunks of rotting flesh from animals, some were strange natural objects, and there were even large quantities of metal blocks.
Everything stored on this wooden shelf happens to form the so-called "four elements".
However, even though Jiang Cheng had some basic knowledge in this area, he couldn't immediately guess what his counterpart in the dream world was up to.
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.
Jiang Cheng was already exhausted, and the events that had happened in the dark room were still fresh in his mind. He simply put down the jar full of rat tails in his hand, turned around and went into the room, intending to find a place to rest.
Even though Jiang Cheng's mental energy was exhausted to the extreme during the journey, he continued to ponder.
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