Soon, the impact sound of the fireball hitting the ground reached Fang Er’s ears.
Chai Yue, who had just fallen asleep, was startled awake by the noise. She looked at Fang Er with concern, "My lord, what happened?"
"Nothing, go back to sleep."
"Oh." Dizzy Chai Yue closed her eyes again, chatting with the daughter of Duke of Zhou.
Less than half an hour later, Su Feng's report came through the walkie-talkie.
"My Lord, we've found it. I'm bringing people to transport it back to the manor. You should come and see it yourself."
Fang Er was a little confused. It was just a meteorite, what could be so strange about it?
However, he still put on his clothes, pushed open the door, and walked out.
After waiting for a long time in the front hall, Su Feng and his men finally brought that thing back.
Yes, it was a *thing*, not a meteorite!
The moment Fang Er saw it, he was sure it was definitely not a meteorite!
It was a transparent sphere with a metal rod running through its center. It was hard to imagine that in the Great Tang era, such a thing would fall from the sky.
The material of the sphere felt like glass, cold and smooth.
But it was definitely not glass, otherwise, no matter how good the glass was, it would have been vaporized falling from the sky.
Even the glass king Cao of his previous life probably couldn't make such glass.
Fang Er stared at the sphere in front of him, lost in thought.
It was too bizarre!
This thing made him doubt this world.
This sphere was clearly not a natural object, it must have been man-made.
What could it be?
Where was it found? Was there anything else around? Fang Er asked Su Feng and the others.
"Reporting to my lord, it was found in the woods about ten miles to the south."
"Oh, right, and these were picked up next to the sphere."
Su Feng finished speaking, untied a bundle from behind him, and opened it. Inside were some black fragments, their original shape indistinguishable.
Fang Er was stunned when he saw these fragments!
Didn't this thing look like a solar panel?
If this sphere were replaced with a satellite, Fang Er would have accepted it readily. With himself being a transmigrator, having another satellite wasn't impossible.
But this sphere had nothing to do with a satellite.
At least, he had never heard of any country's satellite looking like this in his previous life.
Staring at the black fragments and the metal rod running through the center of the sphere, countless speculations flashed through Fang Er's mind.
Suddenly, his eyes widened as he stared at this thing that had fallen from the sky.
This is impossible!
He was terrified by his own speculation!
But, this was the most likely answer in his opinion!
"Take this sphere to the workshop!" Fang Er suppressed his shock and instructed Su Feng.
"Yes, my Lord."
Su Feng and a group of servants lifted the hollow sphere with a diameter of five meters. Fang Er followed behind with a grim expression.
When they reached the workshop, Fang Er turned off the circuit breaker, then connected a neutral wire and a live wire to the two ends of the metal rod running through the sphere.
Then, he closed the circuit breaker.
Zizi Zizi~~~
Countless blue arcs of electricity instantly appeared on the metal rod, and then the arcs flowed into the sphere along the rod.
The blue arcs in the sphere became more and more numerous, and Su Feng and the others watching were all wide-mouthed.
The scene was too magical, too brilliant!
The sphere was like a cage, trapping the arcs inside. The blue light illuminated the entire area around the workshop.
Mo Ming and the artisans working in the workshop lived in the courtyard nearby. A few artisans were discussing processing technical issues and had not yet fallen asleep. Suddenly, they saw the dazzling blue light from the workshop and quickly called others awake.
"Quick, get up, something is wrong with the workshop!"
"Let's go and see!"
A group of artisans ran over in their shoes and wrapped in their cotton-padded jackets. However, as soon as they arrived at the workshop, they didn't understand what had happened.
Boom!
Suddenly, with a loud bang, the transformer ignited, startling Fang Er. He quickly turned off the generator.
Su Feng and the others, as well as the artisans who had just arrived, rushed forward to extinguish the fire.
Fang Er took out a cigarette, lit it, and stood quietly to the side, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.
The cold snowflakes fell on his face, and he seemed to feel nothing.
With the generator turned off and the power cut, the fire on the transformer was extinguished smoothly.
Mo Ming walked up to Fang Er and saw him seemingly deep in thought, so he stood aside waiting, not daring to disturb him.
Fang Er had only taken one puff of the cigarette since lighting it. It wasn't until the burning tip of the cigarette touched his finger that he snapped back to reality.
"Teacher, what happened?"
Seeing him throw the cigarette butt, Mo Ming dared to ask.
"It's nothing. Everyone go back to rest. Tomorrow, go to the aluminum workshop and call Hu Lian over."
Without answering Mo Ming's question, he said this and returned to the backyard, his mind a mess.
The sound of the door opening startled Xing'er, who was dozing. Today, she was keeping watch in Chai Yue's room.
Chai Yue was nearly seven months pregnant, and the fetus pressing on her bladder required her to get up two or three times a night. She couldn't be left alone.
Hearing the door open, the drowsy Xing'er thought it was Chai Yue getting up and quickly got out of bed to call out, "Madam."
"It's me."
Fang Er quickly said in a soft voice.
"My lord, where have you been? You've got snow all over you!"
Seeing Fang Er's appearance, Xing'er quickly went to get a cloth to wipe off the snow for him.
"It's nothing, just went for a walk. I'll manage, you go back to sleep."
Fang Er casually took off his outer jacket, walked to the door, shook off the snow, and placed it on a chair.