Chapter 1680: Gon race
Lex listened to Geeves for a long while, and came up with his own descriptions of Foundational and Relational laws. Foundational laws were loosely similar to the laws of science he studied back on Earth - very, very loosely.
On Earth he studied the nature of all objects and their behaviors under different circumstances. The Foundational laws were basically just the rules that dictated that nature and behavior.
Relational laws, on the other hand, were more metaphysical, and could not really be studied. Or, well, maybe quantum physics studied those things, but since Lex had never studied it back on Earth, he wasn’t familiar with what it covered. But the point was, based on how Lex understood it, Relational laws were more conceptual in nature.
In a way, that made sense. No wonder he wasn’t able to understand Abaddon at all using merely Foundational laws. Now, all he needed to do was get used to observing and interacting with Relational laws, learn how to understand them, and pick out the pattern between them. Simple.
Fortunately, while Abaddon was a place of unimaginable danger, it was similarly a place teeming with treasures. Since they had changed their objective from searching for the chalice to searching for treasures, their task was much easier.
In fact, treasure hunting was one of the favorite tasks a mercenary could take on. This was not stereotyping, or anything of the sort. Mercenaries were not all good hearted people dying to dedicate themselves to a cause. They were people who wanted money, and wouldn’t be afraid to fight for it.
The particular batch of mercenaries in Abaddon were extremely loyal to the Condottiere, but that didn’t mean all mercenaries were like that. But all mercenaries did have a fascination with, and attraction to treasure so strong they’d risk their lives for it. Such a disposition naturally meant that they had the requisite skills to go treasure hunting.
The only real obstacle was not being killed by the treasures themselves. That very day, once they set out from their location, they traveled from the glaciers to a barren land, devoid of a single blade of grass.
The ground was hard and cracked. So long had it existed like this that the soil had turned to stone. When the wind blew through the cracks in the ground, instead of whistling, the wind whimpered, as if it was afraid.
The deep red sky became even richer in color, and seemed to bleed out onto the land in the horizon, though anyone could tell that was a mere illusion. The sky wasn’t bleeding - it was merely raining blood over there.
As ominous a place as that seemed, that was exactly the kind of place which would be filled with countless treasures, so they marched directly towards the rain of blood.
Z, the most astute of the group, naturally understood that this was an elaborate setup by Lex to enter into the next phase of his training. They had a deadline, a looming threat, and needed to find just the right treasures that would help Lex uncover the secrets of this place. How convenient.