The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 208 What? A minor in Grade , asking me to support him?
It took Shen Le a very long time to calm down from his excitement.

The sun was already setting slightly in the west, making the sea waves sparkle with gold, peaceful and clear. The warm water hit the side of the boat again and again, and it actually had a gentle taste.

Everyone on the boat was still busy, recovering detection equipment, organizing data, and even taking back the incense table, sorting out the supplies, and chanting scriptures to the sea.

Shen Le found an inconspicuous corner, sat down slowly, and entered into meditation. This time, the copper sheet shook slightly, and patterns naturally emerged on it:

The Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the land, the coastline. Beyond the land, there are many more bright lights, like stars, scattered overseas:

Every spot of light is different. When thoughts touch it, it may be as towering as a mountain, as flat as a countryside, or as stretching as the sea.

And in each spot of light, there is a different kind of magical beauty, vaguely visible, as if there are exotic flowers and plants, rare birds and animals, and all kinds of scenery that are rarely seen in the world.

When I tried to go deeper, the scene disappeared again, leaving only a tiny dot of light flickering on the copper sheet. Strangely, this tiny dot of light seemed to absorb an endless amount of seawater:
At least Shen Le felt that the surrounding sea water, or rather, the clear, moist and tranquil atmosphere around him, was rushing towards him madly.

Although most of it flowed into the copper sheet, Shen Le could still get a share, even if it was just a small part...

"Mr. Shen! Mr. Shen?"

"Shh..."

Vaguely, it seemed as if someone was calling him, but also as if someone was blocking him.

Shen Le didn't care about it. He just concentrated on meditating and attracting these auras, allowing them to flow continuously in his meridians.

Every time I turned a circle, I felt a little clearer, as if some dirt had been washed away.

These breaths naturally penetrate into the meridians, travel through the twelve main meridians, and then follow the routes of the eight extraordinary meridians, travel through the Ren and Du meridians, and directly rush into the Chong meridian from the top of the head.

With the help of this refreshing and nourishing power, Shen Le opened up the Chong and Dai meridians in one breath. He felt that his Qi and blood became more lively and profound, and his internal breath became more stable, without any signs of fluctuation or chaos.

When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by wet vapor and the cabin glass was covered with a thick layer of mist.

The old turtle lay at the door, half of his head stuck in and stared at him. Shen Le actually saw surprise, envy, and reluctance in those eyes:

"Why don't you practice a little longer?"

"…Has the ship stopped?"

Shen Le slowly got up, wiped the mist off the glass, and looked out. Outside the cabin, a group of people gathered densely, all sitting cross-legged, looking focused and trying to meditate.

He waited patiently for a while before people woke up one after another and turned to look at him:

"it's over?"

"Is it over so soon?"

"Why don't you come a little longer? Today's meditation session is equivalent to half a month's practice for me!"

"It's been a month for me!"

Shen Le: “…”

Good man, you treat me as a human spirit gathering array, right?
But he also knew that this round of meditation today was already his limit. Not to mention the feeling of fullness in his meridians, even the copper piece gave off a slight sense of satisfaction.

Just like the last time in the tiger's lair, that place that might be a geomantic node, I ate until I couldn't eat anymore.

The next time it absorbs energy so strongly, it will probably take a few months. By the time it has digested most of the energy and is "hungry" again, it will probably encounter some opportunity...

"Okay, okay, don't gather here anymore." Outside the cabin, the director of the Special Affairs Bureau pushed aside the crowd and walked in with difficulty, his clothes soaked:
"Thank you for your hard work today. Mr. Shen, there have been several calls from the museum. Shall we take you home first?"

Shen Le was slightly startled. He took two or three steps to the side of the boat, and then he realized that the moon was high in the sky, and the sky was full of stars. It was already midnight - I hope it's not three or four in the morning.

Is there anyone still in the museum at this hour?

Is it worth sending him back?

"Go back quickly! There's a group of people waiting for you over there!"

What a sin! Is this the daily life of a researcher and a doctoral student?

But at that time, he was also doing some experiments, staying up all night, crawling out of the laboratory at three or four o'clock, and seeing that the lights in the next room were on, it was considered normal operation...

Shen Le jumped off the boat and found a special car waiting for him, which rushed him back to the museum from the dock.

Stepping into the work area, Shen Le was delighted to find that the collections in the museum had undergone quite gratifying changes:
The dark and cold aura on the parts of the ancient shipwrecks had actually dissipated for the most part, and the readings on the various instruments installed next to the collections had dropped to double digits.

In other words, even if ordinary people with strong physiques come into contact with these objects for a short period of time, nothing will happen...

"Good news!" Shen Le was excited. He held the compass in his hand and walked around all the exhibits. He watched as all the black air flew into the compass like birds flying into the forest...

Those planks, keels, masts, ribs, ceramics, copper and iron objects, and various cultural relics salvaged from the water, they were all clean, as if they had never been contaminated by evil spirits.

"No problem! Everything is cleared!" Shen Le held the compass in his hand, smiled, and announced loudly to the master's and doctoral students who were waiting anxiously all night:
“From today on, everyone can continue to work normally without worrying about getting sick from it!

——Of course, if I mess up my schedule, have an irregular diet, and make myself sick, the collection won’t be blamed for that…”

A huge booing sounded in his face. Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about? The restorers here, the old professors and full-time researchers are better, but the students all stay up late and pull all-nighters.

Who is waiting for you here in the middle of the night?
"By the way, if you are interested, you can also do a quick test to see if the physical and chemical properties of the collection have changed after the special energy is extracted..."

There was another round of boos. Some graduate students turned and rushed back to the laboratory, obviously eager to do these experiments;

Some shrugged their shoulders and walked out of the museum, muttering to themselves:
“It’s useless to measure this data… I can’t publish a paper…”

Of course, there were more eyes staring at him and the compass in his hand. The look in his eyes could be read without translation:

That compass!

That compass!

That's part of the ship!

留！
Down!
Come!
Shen Le just smiled at this. He turned around, opened his backpack, and stuffed the compass into the bag:
Other things can be kept, but this compass must not be kept. The black air on it is condensed and does not disperse, and it can almost be seen with the naked eye.

Just pick up any tester and test it, the result will be at least thousands!

This kind of thing can only be kept in the hands of practitioners and must never be released to the outside!

He struck while the iron was hot and went into his studio. The problem of the sinking ship was solved, his mission was completed, and it was time to withdraw -

He has the right not to let it expire, so he should quickly fix the last part of the compass before anyone tells him to get out!

I just finished my meditation and I feel refreshed and not sleepy at all. No matter what time it is, I just need to get to work!

Shen Le found a small needle and carefully, bit by bit, picked out the silver thread from the compass.

Arrange the silver threads one by one in order, dissolve mercaptophenyl tetrazole with a small amount of anhydrous ethanol, and add dilute formic acid solution to make a corrosion inhibitor. Soak the corrosion inhibitor with absorbent cotton and cover it on the silver thread. After 30 minutes, carefully scrub it...

Repeat several times until the silver wire is as bright as new, then apply a thin layer of polymer material. One by one, put it back in place!

"Ah, I actually have to learn the skills of a silversmith..."

Shen Le sighed as he worked. It was only when he was repairing the dressing box that he practiced gold and silver flat peeling, otherwise, he really didn't know how to deal with these thin silver threads!

Use your energy, work, work, use your energy. A fine needle, fine tweezers, the smallest hammer wrapped in velvet, hammer the silver wire in one by one, flattening it.

From the middle of the night to dawn, and from dawn to noon.

When the compass was completely repaired and the reshaped copper hoop and copper ring were installed, and it was spinning in his hand, Shen Le touched his stomach and heard a loud "gurgling" sound:
"Mr. Shen! Are you done?"

Shen Le walked out briskly, holding a compass. After a few steps, the compass buzzed, and the magnetic needle turned, pointing to the person coming. It shook for a moment, and seemed unsatisfied, and pointed straight out of the museum again:

"what happened?"

Shen Le took a look and saw that the direction the compass pointed to was the ghost-raising boy standing at the door;

The direction pointed by the ghost-raising brother the second time was the target:

"That old turtle is here to get you again!"

Ah, the compass has developed a new function that can point to the target with the strongest supernatural power nearby?

This has changed from a water compass to a geomancer's compass. It is very useful in finding dragon points and acupoints.

"Return to nature?"

Shen Le walked out briskly. Sure enough, no matter which direction he turned, the compass always pointed firmly to the door.
When I walked to the side of the old turtles and saw two old turtles lying in the sea water, one on the left and one on the right, the compass hummed and spun wildly for a long time...

"Quiet. You don't need to work for now." Shen Le held the compass, sent a little heat to it, and said softly in his heart.

The compass shook for a long time, then made a buzzing sound:
【All right……】

The old turtle stretched its neck and stared at the compass in Shen Le's hand. After a long while, the female turtle scraped the sand and slowly crawled to Shen Le's side. She threw out a huge seaweed bag, paused, and threw out another one:
"Sir, thank you for pulling the old guy out of the sea... We have an unreasonable request, and we hope you can agree to it!"

"...What's your request?" Shen Le stared at it warily. The two seaweed bags were filled with spiritual energy, and it was clear without asking that they were rare treasures;

However, when you give a gift to someone, you must ask for something in return!
"Our child, can we let it follow you?"

The old turtle lowered its head. From its carapace, a small turtle the size of a palm slowly crawled out. Its carapace was shiny and its thirteen carapaces were yellow and black, dazzling.

Shen Le was horrified.

"Let me raise your baby?"

You are hawksbill turtles!
Hawksbill turtle!

Before, it was an adult in the second grade who was looking for support, and now, it’s a minor in the first grade?

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