I had some immature ideas after catching an unexpected catch from the beach.

The first one is the piece of gloomy wood that I don’t know when it was produced. If I can gather a body-sized piece of wood, I can build a coffin and sell it to the Empress Dowager Cixi.

But judging from the size of the wood I had on hand, it was only enough to create an affordable grave for small cats.

"Isn't it okay to at least make it a small decoration?" I played with the piece of wood and sat on the chair thinking.

This kind of wood is formed by earthquakes, floods, and mudslides that buried all ground plants and organisms in low-lying places such as ancient river beds, and some trees that were buried in the mud. Under the action of bacteria and other microorganisms under anoxic and high-pressure conditions, they are formed over time.

The carbonization process takes thousands of years to form ebony, so it is also called "carbonized wood".

Due to its unique properties of sinking in water and being indestructible, ebony has been used throughout the ages as a ward off evil spirits, making handicrafts, Buddha statues, and amulet pendants.

Judging from the generation time of the dark wood, there is something interesting here.

It usually only takes tens of thousands of years for dark wood to be produced. This time is out of reach for humans, but in the face of geological activities that take tens of millions of years as the unit of progress, it is very short.

From the fact that I was able to catch it on the beach in front of Zach's house, I can also see that it is not buried deep, and it is definitely not as deep underground as I imagined.

So the question becomes, how did this piece of gloomy wood come about?

The first possibility is that on the small island where Ore Town is located, geological disasters such as volcanoes and earthquakes once occurred, which carried a large number of trees into the sea, creating a high-temperature and high-pressure environment, creating this dark wood.

But from a time point of view, if there had been such a serious disaster thousands of years ago, Mount Madas would still be devastated and riddled with ravines today. It would never look like the peaceful time it has today.

The second possibility is that thousands of years ago on the island, there were events caused by factors other than natural disasters, which caused the wood to be actively buried or passively sunk to the seabed, forming special fossils.

——99% of this situation is caused by humans.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look out of the window, looking at the darkening sky outside, watching the crows flying all over the sky, and leisurely imagining this important event thousands of years ago.

Is it a war? A sacrifice? An evolution of civilization? Or an unknown mysterious event?

From Father Carter's historical manuscripts, we can know that there was no birthplace or settlement of human beings in the outer sea thousands of years ago. What was still occupied here was the ancient jungle and primitive animals unknown to the Han Dynasty, regardless of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

At that time, among all the people, only Zach, the predecessor of the organization, had the courage to explore the outer sea. Only then could he possibly set foot on this island.

So could it be that the voyagers back then came here, and what unknown stories happened there?

The past years have turned into fly ash and dust. They are nowhere to be found but are everywhere, seeping into every corner of this island and blending into every breath of air I breathe...

I arranged the things I caught on the table one by one, and looked at the jadeite that was ranked second. The jadeite ore exuded a cool brilliance, dyeing the dark room with an imperceptible gray color.

According to Zach, this jadeite rough stone may be a gem ordered by Sebala, but as the old saying goes, only the wise can find the treasures of heaven, material and earth. It also means that if something is lost, it belongs to whoever finds it, so I don't plan to

Tell Sebala this again.

After all, if there is no such thing, can it be called greed?

The third thing is a piece of metal that exudes a special luster. In the Sebala family's inventory, it is currently known that they have ordinary gold, silver, copper and iron, as well as a lot of mithril and orichalcum. In this case

It also relies on imported special steel ingots, which must be precious and extraordinary in some sense.

I tried to detect the properties of this piece of metal, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find any properties that were different from other steel ingots.

The strange thing is here too. This 30-centimeter-long steel ingot is in the shape of a standard cast iron. It has an ordinary appearance, but it does not reflect external light. When it is turned and viewed, silver flashes from the inside to the outside.

like luster.

"Maybe it's something extraordinary..." This mysterious attribute makes me a little uneasy.

An unknown ancient tree fossil, an emerald as clear as water waves, and a mysterious metal that is solid and indestructible. When these three things are put together, it is an incomprehensible combination. Could I be involved in something else?

It's a mysterious thing.

"In short, start first and make it into a handicraft so that Sebala can't recognize it."

I called out to the colonist logo in my field of vision, and instantly a funny arpeggio sounded, and the familiar gear interface occupied my sight again.

"I'll look for it... I remember there was a craft table..."

Soon, I found what I wanted in the production subcategory under architectural planning.

"Item name: Art Creation Platform

Item description: A platform equipped with art production tools. This platform only provides a place for creation, and does not inspire creative inspiration. The 9th Fringe World Artists Alliance unanimously recommends using it with flakes, yayo powder, and marijuana cigarettes.

Durability:175/175

Material: Any available wood, metal

Cover effect: 50%

Physical mass: 20kg

Terrain requirements: Medium

Flammability: 100%

Cleanliness: -5”

I set up the blueprints of the building somewhere in the house and selected the tasks to do.

"Select work order: Prioritize construction of wood art platform (blueprint)"

I originally thought that this kind of construction task must be to take two pieces of wood and join them together to build a table. At most, the cabin door can be used as a table board like a stone cutting table. After all, there are production equipment such as manual processing stations and freehand alchemy.

Well, the so-called "production" of this colonial system does not need to rely on the means of production at all.

But I immediately paid the price for my carelessness.

My injured body was taken over by the system in an instant. I immediately stood upright and rushed out like an arrow from a string, fetching the two wooden boards that were originally stored in the house.

Using both my left and right hands at the same time, I tore the board into half with my bare hands and forcibly spliced ​​them together to form a solid platform.

As soon as I finished tearing off the template with my bare hands, I rushed out the door, picked up a big stone, and processed it into a flat stone slab with my bare hands, which I placed horizontally on a wooden platform as the desktop of this art table.

In the distance, Gotz was measuring the location and marking the construction site on the ground. Suddenly he saw me running out of the house and processing stones there. He thought I was rushing to do something, so he didn't panic.

Instead, he took the initiative to say hello to me.

But the closer he got, the more clearly he saw a zombie-like man with arms and legs hanging and stiff limbs walking towards him quickly, with a gloomy look on his face. He felt like a poor man possessed by a demon.

"Marcus! What's wrong with you!"

Goetz looked shocked, and even considered whether he should ask the priest to come over to exorcise the demon, but he saw me getting closer and closer, and he passed by him in an instant, turning a blind eye.

"Marcus! Answer me!"

Gotz wanted to catch me, but I...oh no, it was the colonized system that deftly avoided him.

In fact, I can answer him, but in the current situation, I don't know what the system wants to do, and I can't answer his question at all. The art platform has obviously been set up?
Chapter completed!