Krafft's Notes on Anomalies

Although the people on the shore reacted quickly, a lot of the debris still floated away.

They had to dismantle two baskets and make a filter to catch the remaining debris, and pick up the small things in the water one by one and put them on the cloth spread on the shore to drain.

With a few slightly larger pieces, but less than half a palm, Kupp finally found some barely recognizable features.

There is no doubt that these fragments are indeed bones.

At least Kupp couldn't think of anything that could have such a standard dense surface, loose internal structure, and joint surfaces that were partially preserved because they were relatively strong.

To laymen, these are some messy wastes that are ready to be taken back and handed over, but for an older entry-level medical student who is struggling with anatomy, it is more like a set of puzzles that look particularly challenging.

As the salvage results increase, there are already a lot of fragments of decent size spread on the cloth. From the perspective of an entry-level student, at least they are not out of the scope of cognition, enough to guess the approximate location.

Thinking of this, he sat down and tried to classify the bone fragments, trying to guess whether this thing was the target he was looking for, or just some unlucky animal that happened to be pressed under the stone.

In terms of overall morphology, one type of bone fragments currently salvaged accounted for a large proportion.

They were severely broken, but from the cross-section, they looked relatively flat, and a few were slightly longer and curved.

After turning over and over for a while, he finally found a shallow longitudinal groove on a complete side, which was basically parallel to the direction of the bone.

This inconspicuous shallow groove was once mentioned and explained in detail. It is located at the lower edge of the ribs, accommodating blood vessels and some important structures, which determines that the needle can only be inserted along the upper edge during chest puncture.

Kupu reached out and swept the separated flat bones into a pile, and most of the cloth was immediately empty.

If it is indeed a rib, normal people absolutely have no ability and no need to completely restore more than a dozen things with extremely similar shapes and broken into small pieces. It is enough to know what it is.

"So bad luck?"

What kind of luck does it take to be hit accurately by such a large rock, and hit the chest.

But then again, a small rock hitting accurately is a bad thing, and the injury is more serious; a big rock hitting accurately is a good thing, and the pain is shorter.

The chest is probably the "second best" after the head, and it must be over in a few seconds.

While thinking, the monks picked up more broken bones. Looking at the blocky shape, it is easier to guess than ribs, and it is likely to be a few sections of the spine.

With ribs and spine, the body shape of the creature can be outlined.

Even with the error, Kupu is quite confident that it should be something about the same size as humans, and it can even be said...

[It is a human]

There is reason to suspect that it is a prejudice caused by only studying "Human Structure". After all, this bone is too light, so light that it seems that a slightly stronger wind can blow it away, which does not match the previous impression.

He picked up each piece of broken bone and weighed it, his hands used to delicate manipulation accurately reflected the overly light weight.

From the cross-section, the surface bone compact is thinner, and the internal bone spongy is completely filled. A closer look will reveal that the density of the interwoven trabeculae is sparse, but the growth arrangement is more regular.

If the inside of an ordinary bone is compared to a sponge, then the inside of these broken bones is like a dried loofah, with a three-dimensional meridian network with geometric regularity, forming a loose and elastic new structure.

It is not as hard as ordinary bones, but it is definitely more flexible.

This may also explain why there are still fragments that can be distinguished after being hit.

Kupu tried to summon his fellow disciples to join the puzzle, but Yvonne did not respond, but just worked silently, preferring to turn over all the stones in the stream that are larger than a person rather than take over.

The mental work still fell on one person, and Kupu sat down resignedly and began to compare each piece.

When immersed in work, time always passes unknowingly. After the mud and sand settled and all the visible remains were sifted, the skeleton on the cloth finally formed a rough outline.

Fortunately, no more bone fragments were found, which would have added difficulty to the already huge puzzle work.

The result was still incomplete, but it was enough for Kupp to confirm his guess - half a thoracic skeleton.

It included ribs mainly from the right half, a shoulder blade broken into more than a dozen pieces, and a humeral head. The unpressed part probably floated away with the water after the soft tissue decomposed.

It has to be admitted that even to laymen who lack professional knowledge, this is obviously a human skeleton.

"Fall down?" This is the only explanation Kupp could think of.

An unfortunate deceased fell into the valley when the tower collapsed, and was then pressed by a large piece of stone that rolled down, becoming what it is now.

But he felt something was wrong. He looked up and saw that the steep cliff line on the top of the mountain was a long horizontal distance away from where they were, separated by a small forest that was short and tilted due to poor lighting and a gravel beach on the shore.

At least they should be found right below the cliff.

With his arm as a pillow, he lay down beside the broken bone puzzle, letting the treetops and gray clouds occupy all his vision, looking up at the same sky from the same angle. Perhaps this was the last frozen image in the pupils of the dead.

He imagined the scene at that time. What made this unlucky guy with a literal bone wonder lie in the stream, and then the boulder rolled down and pressed on him in a perfect way.

But no matter how he gestured, it seemed a little off, and he couldn't make the imagined scene coincide with the way the bones were broken in reality.

Several monks were still searching in the puddle, carefully scraping the bottom mud with their hands, looking for possible clues.

They seemed to have found something again. After a brief discussion, there was a series of approaching water sounds, and an object with flashing reflective light between black spots came into view.

Kupu raised his hands reflexively, ready to take it.

But the action suddenly stopped. Something was triggered unintentionally, like a bone was pressed into the correct joint socket by chance, fitting perfectly, and the transition was smooth.

He felt his own movements, stretched his arms up, as if holding something in his arms.

That's right...

[Holding]

A scene flashed by. The vision was spinning and rising uncontrollably in the gray and dim chaos, and the ground was nowhere to be found. Something was waiting above, and the weightless body chose to hold the heaviest thing closest to it, and then fell into the abyss, and even the fear of death could not make his hands loosen.

He sat up from the ground suddenly, stung by the despair that he felt.

Certain memories were awakened, emitting an unsettling milky white light. Completely different scenes, but the feelings were so similar.

The monk took the initiative to hand over the small reflective object, and surprisingly it was not something evil.

It was just a holy emblem, probably made of silver, but the ring part was not made of enough material and was severely deformed under pressure. The two wings, which were too long and wide in proportion, were dark and black.