The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 197 If this compass is repaired, can it absorb all the black energy? (2 rewards for Plague Rub Blood Wolf plus 2)

The director of the local branch of the Special Affairs Bureau looked at the bag in Shen Le's hand, which smelled of the sea and was dripping with water, and he almost wished a pair of hands could grow out of his eyes to grab it.

The pearls in there!

They were round, smooth, neat and large. Just from the dozens of pearls that were exposed, he saw pure white, pure black, light gold, pure gold, pink, light green, peacock blue...

At least seven or eight colors!
Judging from the size and gloss, they are all jewelry grade and can be set as pendants, earrings or even crowns!

If I put all the pearls in this bag into the market, it would at least be enough to reach a small goal, right?

Not to mention the spiritual energy above. Even the bag of pearls and the seaweed used to weave the bag were full of spiritual energy.

Take it back, wash it, and use it directly as medicine. It can replenish the magic power of the operators!

Although those were given to Expert Shen by the old turtle... and were Expert Shen's personal property... but, their branch office was close to the water, so they could exchange them for a few at a reasonable price, right?
Shen Le just put it on the table without any care, saying that he would use it as repair funds! Even if you are a rich man, you can't be so generous, right?
"Wait... this compass." The doctoral and master's students separated from each other, and a middle-aged researcher, supporting an old professor, stepped out from the crowd and went straight to the compass.

Neither of them even glanced at the seaweed bag, staring intently at the compass. One of them took out a magnifying glass and leaned over to look:
"This material... doesn't look like it's made from a ginkgo tree, nor does it look like it's made from a tiger bone tree... It shouldn't be the Wan'an Compass...

There is also a frame on the outside, with two circular movable axes, to keep the compass always level. This is no longer the method of the traditional Chinese water compass, but has incorporated the method of the Western compass..."

His eyes flashed and he muttered to himself, as if he had seen countless features from this simple nautical compass and wanted to study it directly.

The other one simply reached out:
"Can I touch it?"

"Can't!"

Shen Le quickly put the compass back. Facing the somewhat disappointed eyes of the old professor and the researcher, he sighed seriously:

"This compass is dirty, very dirty—dirtier than the dirtiest skeletons inside. I'm not afraid of it, but if an ordinary person touches it, he'll get a worse disease than before."

The two looked at each other and sighed. It was such a pity that there was something worth studying in front of them, but they couldn't get started!
Especially the compass, which is light and small, and can easily fall out of the sunken ship during a shipwreck.

A compass that looks like it was found in the sea. This kind of research object is really rare...

"I will need your guidance when I clean up the dirt on this compass and repair it." Shen Le consoled him reluctantly:

"But now, could you please leave the museum for a moment? I want to see if this compass will trigger any special reaction from the museum's collection."

His attitude was gentle, but very firm. The compass was wrapped by the heat in his hand, and there was also a layer of electric net wrapped around it. Even so, the black air on it continued to roll and rise;
Moreover, even though he had taught him a lesson a few days ago, the collections inside the museum were still being cleaned up these days. After the compass approached, they were also faintly visible, with a sense of rising tide...

The people in the Special Affairs Bureau saw this trend clearly, and they all faced the depths of the exhibition hall with solemn expressions;
Although the restorers could not see it, they could feel their bodies starting to get cold and their backs getting chilly.

Those who have not fully recovered feel itchy in their throats, want to cough, want to spit...

At Shen Le's command, the members of the Special Affairs Bureau started to drive the people away. The restorers themselves also felt something was wrong and left the museum obediently, leaving the venue to these professionals.

Even a few weaker members of the Special Affairs Bureau did not go in. Only the director and the keeper of the Mazu Temple followed on the left and right, watching Shen Le holding the compass and carefully entering:
"Are you the compass of this ship..."

Shen Le asked quietly in his heart as he walked.

The compass was quiet and didn't make a sound, but the black energy was rushing left and right eagerly, trying to blend into the exhibits.

He walked through the hall, up the stairs, and through the corridor. When he opened the door of the room with the "human skeleton" hanging on it, Shen Le suddenly leaned back!
That black air!
The black energy was almost howling and roaring! Deep sorrow and burning hatred were churning inside.

It was like a spark thrown into hot oil, or like a group of sailors trapped in a ghost ship finally meeting their captain...

"So that's how it is..." Shen Le murmured with a sigh.

It seems that the compass preserved by the old turtle is indeed closely related to the shipwreck, and it may be the captain's personal belongings;

The old turtle brought it to the museum, even just bringing it, it would trigger a strong reaction. He was not afraid, but a normal person really couldn't stand it...

"So you can absorb these resentments?"

He gently stroked the compass, and the electric grid opened up to 1/4 of the sphere, facing the roaring and rolling black air.

On the compass, the black air extended eagerly, blending and resonating with the black air on the collection on the opposite side, as if a group of sailors who had reunited after a long separation were hugging each other.

At the door and next to the storage cabinet, two instruments sounded alarms at the same time, flashing red lights:

Danger!

Danger! Danger!

The energy index is off the charts! It’s off the charts again!!!

The director's face changed drastically and he took a step forward, ready to block Shen Le.

The keeper of the Mazu Temple held up the eternal lamp, and the golden light surged on the lamp flame, illuminating a passage that pointed directly to the depths of the black air.

Shen Le stood still, not moving, and whispered in his heart:
"Qingdeng! Stop them!"

【knew! 】

Lightning flashed, and a silver-white light net was drawn in front of Shen Le. He did not move forward, allowing the black air to roll and twist, but he could not cross the line.

Shen Le calmly stretched his right hand forward, holding the compass, and waited patiently. After a long time, the black air on the skeleton gradually subsided, and a large group of black mist crawled back and drilled into the compass.

The red light of the instrument next to the storage cabinet quietly went out, and the reading on the instrument also dropped little by little. It was not yet at the safe value, but it was not going to exceed the limit either.

So, was he really absorbed by the compass? Or was he pacified by the compass?
Under the light at the door, Shen Le felt that the compass seemed to have become a little darker, and the liquid in the center that supported the magnetic needle looked darker in color.

He turned his head slightly, and the director had already stepped forward, holding the measuring instrument and leaning towards the compass...

"Uh... I haven't withdrawn my power yet..."

Shen Le was embarrassed. Without the protection of the heat flow and the electric fence, he didn't dare to hold the compass with his bare hands!
But his feeling was right. After removing all protection, the reading given by the instrument was indeed higher than the reading when the compass was first received.

"So, if we can purify this compass, it will solve a lot of problems?"

Five members of the Special Affairs Bureau plus the director formed a circle, staring at the compass with burning eyes. Shen Le had previously proposed to purify all the hulls, and the restorers had many concerns;

However, if the compass can absorb all the dark forces and then purify the compass, should the problem be solved?
"It can't solve all the problems, but it can solve most of them..."

Shen Le stroked the warm wooden surface of the compass in his hand and pondered softly. After the wave of absorption just now, he was finally able to communicate with the compass:
The compass conveyed a vague message to him. It was full, it had eaten enough, it was stuffed. There was too much black energy, it couldn't eat any more...

How can I eat more?
To grow bigger...to be stronger...to have time to digest...

Shen Le didn't quite understand how to make the compass grow bigger. However, he knew at least one thing:
Once the compass is repaired, its power will definitely increase!
"So, when will my workroom be ready?"

In order to resolve the abnormal situation in the museum as soon as possible and to allow everyone to return to work as soon as possible, Shen Le's request was given the green light under the coordination and arrangement of the director.

There are restoration workshops, the museum is large enough, and there are enough vacant workshops;
As for the instruments and the like, since the black gas has risen again, it is unsafe for ordinary people to continue working, so all the instruments will naturally be used by Shen Le first!

"So...how do I repair this compass?"

Shen Le took photos and kept them for later study. The compass was surrounded by a copper frame and connected by two circular movable shafts, which allowed it to remain level at all times.

Perhaps because they were immersed in the sea for too long, the copper frame and movable shaft were rusted. It was not difficult to pry them off, remove the rust, seal them, reshape them, and then reinstall them.
However, the compass body, that straight cylindrical deep groove carved out of a whole piece of wood, feels moist and full of water just by holding it in the hand.

How do you repair this waterlogged wood?

What should I pay attention to?
There is water in the glass cover on the top, with a magnetic needle suspended in it. Should the water be poured out as it is, and then injected back in as it is after the repair?

Shen Le held the compass in his hand and looked at it for a long time in embarrassment. On the compass, the eight heavenly stems, twelve earthly branches, and four hexagrams were inlaid with silver threads, totaling 24 directions;
But over the years, the silver thread has turned completely black and is embedded in the black wood, making it almost impossible to see the words.

After a long while, he sighed and went back to find his senior brother, the doctor:

"Let's measure the moisture content of this wood first... Do you have a detector here? The kind that uses two probes to insert? Or a non-contact microwave detector?"

"No..."

The senior brother laughed, with a smug look on his face, as if to say, "Ah, we are indeed in the same industry, and we are next door to each other."

"You used to do ancient building restoration, right? The probe-type detector only measures 3% to 40% of the moisture content;

The induction detector has a measurement range of 0% to 99%. The water-saturated wood of the ancient shipwreck has a moisture content of more than % or %, so this instrument cannot be used! "

　Shen Le is about to start his pirate adventure!
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