The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 460 Shen Le: Is it too late for me to transform into Nuwa now?
Shen Le pressed the mouse on the three-dimensional image, turning it around again and again, but still couldn't get it.

With his knowledge, he could only tell that there should be an animal inside, with a pointed skull, a long tail, and four claws. As for what kind of animal it was…

Sorry, he can still recognize a living person, but he really can’t recognize a dead person just by looking at the skeleton.

Looking at the size again, the animal skeleton falls in the center of the figurine's torso, the front end of the skull is flush with the clavicle, and the end of the tail extends into the pelvis.

Looking at it on the screen, it seems to be quite large, but if you calculate based on its proportions, its length is only between 20 and 30 centimeters, which is not really large.

Shen Le stared at the skeleton for a while, then took out his cell phone and tried hard to identify the image, but to no avail.

He had no choice but to save the picture and give a copy to his fellow junior students, asking them to find ways to look up information and ask people.

The school has a College of Life Sciences and a Department of Medicine. If you still can't find the answer, you can ask their high school classmates to ask them indirectly. For example, the Animal Science Department of the College of Agriculture...

In addition, Shen Le also sent a copy of the picture to the proprietress and a copy to Gu Yulin, asking for advice from them respectively.

Before the lady boss responded, Gu Yulin quickly replied:
"Where did you get the rat bones?"

"What? A mouse?!"

Shen Le suddenly felt sick. He shrugged his shoulders and twisted his waist, letting the skin on his back rub against his clothes. He felt itchy all over his body.
Rat!
Rat bones!

It would be fine if the mouse was dead, but the problem is that he can still feel the spirituality inside the statue!
If there is spirituality, it means that there is a possibility of developing intelligence. If there is a possibility of developing intelligence, it means that one day, a rat spirit may pop out...

Should I just throw it out the door?
Do you want to throw all these figurines out the door?
Forget it, throwing it out is too cruel, and it's not safe to throw it out with something like this. Or should I return it to the Special Affairs Bureau?

However, that kind of happy, joyful, and joyful spirituality is still really fragrant...

Shen Le hesitated and hesitated, unable to make a decision. His phone vibrated slightly, and the boss lady's message came:
"Where did you get the rat demon bones?"

"Rat demon?"

"Judging from its size, it's a rat demon." The lady boss commented confidently:
"Ordinary mice can't grow this big. But don't worry, with bones of this size, even if it's a rat demon, it's just a small demon."

Tsk, the boss lady is actually so experienced - it's terrifying to think about it. Boss lady, how did you know that the bones of the rat demon look like this...

In other words, how many rat demons have you killed, and how much of their flesh and blood have your tree roots devoured?
"Will this rat demon come back to life?"

Shen Le asked tremblingly, and sent the information about the terracotta warriors that the Special Affairs Bureau had sent him. The proprietress couldn't help but make a series of "hahaha" expressions:

"Don't worry, it won't happen. This kind of little monster won't live more than a hundred years until it dies. According to what you said, these figurines are already hundreds of years old. It definitely won't survive!"

Well, even if it has intelligence, it is not a rat demon that has come back to life.

It is very likely that it is a small amount of debris left by the residual soul of the rat demon, which is closely integrated with the figurine and has cultivated spirituality over a long period of time.

In short, it has nothing to do with mice!

"Then I'm relieved." Shen Le finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the mouse doesn't come back to life, it's fine. As for whether the bones are broken or not, well, repairing the clay sculpture doesn't require disassembling it from the inside out...

He scanned one, then the other. After scanning the two figurines, he thought for a moment and decided not to remove the lifting bar on the box, but to put them all into the CT machine:

Thankfully, the pole and the box can also automatically expand and shrink, so there is no need to hold up a two-meter-long pole and carry them into the CT machine from a long distance.

The only pity was that the lid of the box was half-open, revealing shiny silk inside, as if it could be opened with a little force. Shen Le stretched out his hand to hold the lid of the box, upward, upward, upward...

If you use a little more force, the joint between the lid and the box will make a cracking sound, and it feels like it is about to break apart.

Shen Le quickly withdrew his hand and looked down. He saw that the joint had been shaken off by fine powder and was almost cracking!
This……

This looks like a wooden box, but it's actually made of clay, right?
Shen Le sighed, not daring to reach out, and only looked at the silk inside through the gap in the lid. He couldn't help but frowned as he took a look:

At first glance, it looks like silk, but a closer look will tell you it is definitely not. The texture, the luster, the greasy layer of water on it, and the pearl-like water balls hanging on it...

In short, it not only doesn't look like it's made of silk, it doesn't even look like something made in the human world. Shen Le silently took two steps back and prayed for God's blessing:
These silks must not be torn, rotten or broken, and need to be repaired. Otherwise, he would not know what the raw materials are and where to find them, and he would be finished!
Fortunately, this round of CT scans showed that the silk inside was intact, without any cracks or holes.

Shen Le breathed a sigh of relief and used his mental power to probe inside, trying to get a piece of silk out. He stroked along the surface of the silk, stroked, stroked...

Wait, is this growing directly in the soil?

Or is it this content, the front half is silk, and the back half is made of mud?
Shen Le shook his head, puzzled, and had no choice but to put the figurines and the lifting pole back into the box, arranged them one by one, and carried them back to the studio.

He carefully set up the high-precision scanner first, scanned around, and then took a lot of pictures, especially every detail, taking high-precision photos.

After the electronic record is completed, open the record book and start physical recording:
1. Basic information

(1) Colored Sculpture A: Shipping No. 035.

A painted standing statue of a woman carrying a dressing box (front), 24cm tall, with a net scarf wrapped around her head and a ribbon hanging down her back.

He was wearing an ochre-red round-necked short robe and brown trousers, with his hands raised high, holding the bamboo pole on his shoulders.

Wearing black short boots with white soles. Entered the warehouse on */*/****.

(2) Color Sculpture B:

Shipment No. 035
Painted standing figure carrying a dressing box (back)…

2. Disease situation

(1) Color Sculpture A
Pigment preservation condition:

The pigment layer of the net scarf fell off, the remaining red pigment was powdered, and the white powder layer fell off more, revealing a fine mud layer;
The pigment of the head remains only within the incised lines of the hair;

The pigment layer on the face has fallen off a lot, and there are small cracks in the areas that have not fallen off;
A lot of the white powder layer on the clothes has fallen off, and the remaining red pigment has turned into powder in some parts.

Preservation of mud layer:

The upper edge of the net scarf is worn;

The left sphenoid defect is about 4 cm;

There is a horizontal crack running through the neck, causing the head to shake;

The fine mud layer on the shoulder partly fell off;
The thumb and index finger of the left hand were mutilated;
The hem of the dress has irregular horizontal cracks, and the lower part of the cracks is cracked and shaking; the lower edge of the hem is worn...

Just thinking about how he had to record every clay sculpture in such a detailed manner, Shen Le felt sick. There were hundreds of them!
Nearly a thousand!
If you count the dressing boxes alone, there are definitely more than a thousand of them!
Looking at my previous papers, three or four clay sculptures with high artistic value are enough to write a paper. Why was I crazy enough to repair so many clay sculptures?

I am not Nuwa, I can't just knead mud with my hands and put it down to become a little man - even if it is Nuwa, she got lazy and messed up in the later period, and just used a rattan stick to dip in the mud and throw it around...

Please help me get rid of this villain’s cane!
I pray for the mud that can make a villain!
Ask for Nuwa's divine power!

Is it too late for me to transform into Nuwa now?

If he were to equip himself with a fake snake tail and put on women's clothes, he could transform into Nuwa in a matter of minutes. Shen Le might just make up his mind and dress up like that.

But it didn't work. So Shen Le could only sigh and continue working:
Take pictures, take pictures. Take pictures of the cracks and damaged parts of the figurines carefully. Not only take pictures, but also use a microscope to take pictures of the damaged parts carefully:
"Well, you can see fibers exposed in the damaged areas. Unfortunately, we can't tell what kind of fibers they are. We need to take photos and take some samples and send them for testing."

He pointed at the debris that had fallen off earlier, but unfortunately it was not enough, so he had to carefully take samples from each damaged area and throw them into the laboratory.

Even so, Shen Le selected a peach wood sword, carefully packed it in a box, and put it in the laboratory:

"Don't touch it! You must not touch this thing! Well, when the experiment doesn't go well, or when something strange happens, you can kowtow to it, maybe it can help!"

"Brother, what is this——"

The youngest one among the latest batch of junior fellow students who came here to do experiments/use equipment/eat for free asked with a grin.

As he asked, he reached out to open the lid of the box. Before he even touched it, he was slapped by the senior brother next to him, and the back of his hand turned red:
"You should listen to whatever your senior brother says! - Do you want to postpone your graduation?"

God bless you, it is so difficult to get the results you want by doing experiments!
For computer users, machines often freeze for unknown reasons, and programs often have unknown bugs. Sometimes you can just kick the computer case and it will work. Sometimes you can't find the problem, so a senior will come over and restart the machine.

If you are a biologist, you may see bacteria that grow strong and powerful outside, but when you raise them, they will say, "Today, my master's left foot entered the laboratory first. I am not happy and I died."
Even those who work in the restoration of cultural relics cannot avoid facing experiments such as component analysis.

I often encounter a problem where I have to follow all the steps to run a column, but the liquid just won't run up.

Otherwise, we have to find a new material that can be used for repair. We have done the experiment 70 or 80 times, but we still can’t get the desired result…

At this time, if you see a note on the instrument next to it with the handwriting of a senior brother saying, "Before starting, kowtow to the machine first", will you kowtow?

It's really sad to say that most of the experimental dogs will really take it...

Shen Le suppressed the Five Thunder Peach Wood Sword in the laboratory, and felt much more relieved. He was no longer afraid that his experiment would cause trouble. As for whether the peach wood sword would hurt his junior brothers and sisters?

This is not the case. One of the characteristics of the peach wood sword is that it does not hurt living people. Living people, as long as they have not transformed into zombies, can hold it and wield it without any hindrance - at most they cannot summon thunder.

If it is placed quietly in the laboratory, my fellow students will not be hurt by it even if they use it as a pillow when sleeping.

Shen Le assigned the task to his fellow junior students, asking them to study the clay composition, fiber composition, and pigment composition of clay sculptures.

He himself pulled himself out of the experiment to greet Gu Yulin's visit:

"That...is..."

"what?"

"Can you sell your peach wood sword?"

It can be sold, of course it can be sold, Shen Le is not a hamster fetishist. However, the peach wood sword he took out still made Gu Yulin scream:
"Why are there only these two? Didn't you get a lot of them in the first place?!"

This is really embarrassing. There were seven peach wood swords left. Shen Le kept one for himself, one as a spare, and one in the next laboratory. He gave one to the boss lady and one to the teacher.

There are only two handfuls left...

"Do you know how much we need peach wood swords? Do you know how much help a good peach wood sword can bring to us?"

Gu Yulin's eyes were filled with resentment, and he almost threw himself on the peach wood sword, holding on to it tightly:

"Even if it's a peach wood sword made of ordinary lightning-struck wood, a small three-inch-long sword, if an ordinary employee is given one, he won't have to worry about being harmed by demons or ghosts, and can walk freely in ordinary abnormal situations!"

For example, after killing a vicious ghost or a small demon, it would be a waste of manpower to let these practitioners do the subsequent cleanup work.

At this time, ordinary staff members came in with peach wood swords and could directly complete the cleaning work, allowing the practitioners to rush to the next one...

"If we carry any of these five-thunder peach wood swords, we can fight against evil spirits directly!
Not to mention those masters who specialize in thunder magic. With such a sword, they can enter ancient battlefields at will... and those ancient tomb excavation sites..."

For example, the ancient tombs of Mangshan. Carrying the Five Thunder Peach Wood Sword, standing over there, everything becomes silent, and the green phosphorescent fires all over the mountain can be extinguished in an instant!

"Can't we spare one more sword? For example, your profession of archaeology requires a large number of people to protect it all year round! If we hang a sword, everything will be quiet!"

We are not majoring in archaeology, we are majoring in cultural relics restoration. Although we are brothers with archaeology and often work together, they are two different majors.

One particularly obvious feature is that they usually go out into the wild, while we usually work in the lab...

Shen Le silently complained. After a while of tug-of-war, Shen Le couldn't stand Gu Yulin's pleading eyes, so he took out his phone and called his instructor:

"Boss, are you using the wooden sword I gave you?"

"Don't call me boss. You've already graduated. You're the boss of our department now." The instructor's voice came over with the sound of banging stones. Who knows where this ancient building construction site is:
"I left it at home, what's wrong?"

Shen Le simply relayed Gu Yulin's words. The instructor pondered for a moment:
"Since you put it that way... I'll go back and ask Lao Lin and the others if there's anything wrong that could cause trouble. I'll send the sword over there and see if that's the case.

If it really works, you will be a great help to the school!"

Those who go down to ancient tombs, caves, forests, or strange places, no one dares to say that they won’t encounter something - otherwise why would they have dealings with the Special Affairs Bureau?

"Okay, okay, I'll rely on you, mentor. If you need any help, feel free to call me. I have a spare one here!"

Shen Le put down his phone and spread his hands to Gu Yulin, meaning "Look, we in the industry also need to use it." Gu Yulin became more and more anxious:

"You haven't used it yet, have you? Give it to me! Give me the spare one too! The price is negotiable! - Hey, come to think of it, can you make this kind of Five Thunder Peach Wood Sword yourself?"

Yes, it is possible. Just repeat the previous steps and take the small oil lamp to visit the five major power plants again. I guarantee it will be done.

Moreover, the delivery rate can even be increased. Given one hundred sword blanks, it is conservatively estimated that ninety peach wood swords can be produced.

As soon as Shen Lecheng explained the situation sincerely, Gu Yulin immediately began to sigh:

Shen Le's request caused a huge commotion in the system at that time!
How many connections does the Special Affairs Bureau have?
Go through all that again just for the peach wood sword?
"Can that small oil lamp absorb the ordinary electricity from the power grid and transform it into a peach wood sword?"

He asked with a glimmer of hope. Shen Le shook his head:
"It's a bit troublesome. The electricity from those big power plants is very 'powerful', and the peach wood swords made from them are very strong. The electricity from the ordinary power grid needs to be converted very carefully, which is twice the effort and half the result. Qingdeng doesn't like to do it..."

Simply put, it's laziness. Gu Yulin weighed the cost of asking Qingdeng for help now and going around the major power plants to ask for favors, and silently backed off:

Forget it, I'll trouble Shen Le again when I really need it and can't live without it. It's better to save favors...

Shen Le handed over two spare peach wood swords at home and plunged into the research. He registered, did CT scans, and took samples for testing.

In addition, he is also working hard to train and try to repair these clay sculptures in the fastest and best way:

"Knead and knead, knead and knead, knead..."

The process of making coarse mud and fine mud is not much different from kneading dough. Mix the clay, loess, kaolin, and other ingredients in proportion, add the appropriate amount of fiber, and then stir vigorously.

Be sure to stir evenly, stir until all the ingredients are fully mixed, and stir until the whole mud is "muscled" -

It is a very subtle feeling. You must mix the mud with your own hands. If you mix it a lot, there will be mud in the cracks of your nails and it will seep into the epidermis and cannot be washed off. Only then can you feel it.

Poor Shen Le, a southern kid, could only complain while working:
"Why should I mix mud... I've never even kneaded dough before... We eat ready-made buns at home..."

He rubbed and rubbed, rubbed and rubbed, rubbed until he doubted his life. In the end, he simply called Lao You:
"...That's the thing. Anyway, can you please do me a favor and get me some clay sculptures so I can practice?"

A phone call from above and running around. Lao You had to spread his wings and fly everywhere to help him collect those clay sculptures that were old, had little artistic value, and were not a big deal if they were broken.

Fortunately, he had already visited some places before when he bought stone sculptures, and he had a lot of experience in which places had more temples and clay sculptures, so he quickly got a bunch of them:
"Boss, this is the first batch, ten of them. You can use them first, and I'll find more if they don't work!"

Alas, it takes a lot of effort to find the material that the boss needs, which is "not too big, relatively old, but not a cultural relic, with a little bit of spirituality, but not spiritual".

"Okay, let me try it first." Shen Le picked out a small clay sculpture that was half a foot tall, round and plump, and looked like a land god, and began the experiment.

First, of course, it was sent to a CT machine for a scan to see where there were cracks or unknown pores.

"Ah, so it's very troublesome to repair this. Over time, the clay sculptures have all dried up and cracked. The jute, grass stems, reeds and other things mixed in the mud have also rotted..."

Shen Le lowered his head and sighed. Without support, the clay sculpture had dried up and had no adhesion, so it would fall off easily.

The common practice now is to inject a reinforcing agent into it and use the reinforcing agent to stick the mud powder together:
Following the principles of cultural relic restoration, Shen Le first mixed 1% (w/w) silicone-modified acrylic emulsion with 1% (w/w) modified acrylic emulsion in a volume ratio of 1:1 and injected it into the internal pores of the clay sculpture.

Inject a little carefully, and make corrections while the mud layer is still wet, moving slowly and carefully to avoid creating new cracks;
All done, wait patiently for the mud layer to dry, and use your mental power to sense the spirituality inside:
Ah, these acrylics, as artificial materials, really hinder the flow of spirituality. It seems that when reinforcing clay figurines, we still can't use them, we have to use natural materials...

"Cleaning Technique!"

"Cleaning Technique!"

"Cleaning technique!!!"

Shen Le cast several cleaning spells in succession and scraped off all the reinforcing agent and clay powder inside the clay doll.

Next, carefully inject clean water into the gap, moistening it little by little, allowing the water to contact the rotten and deteriorated fibers:
"Growth Technique..."

Is this ok?
Can the rotten jute, grass stems and the like respond to his call, grow again and support the clay sculpture?

Shen Le was cautious and gave a little strength, then a little more strength.

For several consecutive times, the rotten grass stems in the clay statue of the Earth God lay quietly, as if they were all dead and completely unable to accept Shen Le's power.

Shen Le sighed, clapped his hands, and crossed out a hypothesis on the experiment sheet:
Alas, the experiment failed. It is impossible to expect the rotten fibers to grow again. It seems that we still need to mix some natural colloids, make a thin slurry, and slowly inject it in:
What should I use?
Pigskin glue?
Or lacquer?

Or egg white? Glutinous rice juice? Or other ingredients?
You can't use peach gum, right?
He wrote quickly on the experiment sheet, preparing to try them one by one. After he finished writing, he stood up and stretched, and suddenly there was a strange movement behind him:

"Kaka——"

"Kakakaka——"

Shen Le turned his head and his whole face froze. He rushed over like a flying bird, put his hands on the head of the Earth God, and almost hugged him:

"Stop! Stop for a moment!!!"

It was too late. After a few minutes of silence, the grass stems, receiving the power of growth, suddenly began to grow vigorously.

The clay figure was stretched open, cracked, and broken into pieces, which fell to the ground in pieces. Under Shen Le's incredulous gaze, it slowly...

A small white flower bloomed.

Shen Le: ...I'd better transform into Nuwa!
(End of this chapter)