I Can Meet with Dead Scientists

Chapter 434 - 220 This Dungeon Is a Bit Strange (Part 2)

But in this dungeon, not only did I lie in a heap, but I also got injured?

In other words.

Before my official time travel, ’I’ perhaps...

Had another identity?

It’s really strange.....

But soon.

Xu Yun quickly put this thought aside—for no other reason than the wound being just too painful.

Seeing him gasping in pain, Will quickly looked at Thomson, anxiously saying:

"Mr. Thomson..."

A flicker of hesitation passed through Thomson’s eyes, but sympathy eventually won out, and he said:

"Come with me."

Then he led Xu Yun to the side of the carriage, taking out a small wooden box from the compartment.

He opened the box, took out a roll of bandage and a small bottle.

Then he motioned Xu Yun to lean against the shaft of the carriage and unscrewed the cap of the bottle.

Instantly.

A strong smell of alcohol filled Xu Yun’s nostrils.

As someone with life experience, Xu Yun was all too familiar with this smell—it’s standard medical alcohol.

However, before he had time to think, Thomson grabbed his left hand and looked at him calmly:

"It might hurt a little, bear with it."

Then he took a cotton swab, soaked it with alcohol, and directly applied it to Xu Yun’s wound.

Xu Yun: "(◎_x)!!!!"

In future hospitals, iodine tincture is often used to clean wounds, a compound that, while darker in color, is less irritating.

As for alcohol...

Those interested can try it themselves, the sting is real.....

Seeing Thomson grasping his arm, Xu Yun wanted to tell him that he actually had iodine tincture in his backpack...

But painful as it was.

The presence of such high concentration alcohol gave Xu Yun another piece of information:

As is well known.

Nicholas Theodore Saussure confirmed the chemical formula of ethanol in 1807.

And it wasn’t until after 1825 that real medical alcohol appeared in human history.

Therefore, the presence of alcohol made Xu Yun more certain that the era he was in must be after 1825.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t a historian and couldn’t determine the specific era from Thomson and Will’s clothing.

Another ten minutes passed.

Thomson wrapped the last round of bandage on Xu Yun’s shoulder, capped the alcohol bottle, and said to him:

"How does it feel now?"

Xu Yun tried to move his shoulder. Although there was still some pain in his arm, it was much better than at the beginning:

"It’s not that painful anymore, thank you so much, Mr. Thomson."

Thomson’s expression remained indifferent, casually waving his hand he said:

"It’s a small thing, don’t think too much about it."

Then he raised his eyes to look at Xu Yun, continuing:

"Also... Mr. Luo Feng, if your body is not seriously harmed, we can probably part ways."

"..."

Seeing that Thomson indeed did not want to get involved with him, Xu Yun hurriedly adopted a feeble look, forcing a bitter smile:

"Mr. Thomson, the sky is getting dark, and we are in the middle of nowhere, it’s too dangerous here."

"You let me walk alone in this wilderness, I might as well just lie back in that pit and be buried right there, at least I’d leave an intact corpse."

He pointed to the carriage and said:

"So can I stay for a few days? I’ll pay for the expenses!"

Hearing this, Thomson glanced around, his face briefly showing hesitation.

Though he wasn’t keen on getting involved with Xu Yun, as Xu Yun said, the current environment indeed was not suitable for traveling alone.

Earlier, when collecting firewood, he had climbed a nearby slope to get a view.

This place was in the north of Great Britain, at the boundary between Scotland and England.

The land was vast and sparsely populated, not to mention the surrounding swamps and wetlands.

Exactly, swamps.

Students who didn’t fail geography should know.

The United Kingdom is located at the northwest end of the Eurasian Continent, influenced by the Atlantic Ocean’s circulatory climate, it’s mild and humid all year, with an annual average rainfall of about 1,100 millimeters.

Rich water resources favor plant growth, boosting agricultural potential, but they also bring new problems.

For instance, waterlogging can crowd out oxygen space in the soil, hindering aerobic respiration of crop roots.

Over time, rootstocks rot, leading to crop death.

Over many years, numerous swampy wetlands appeared in Britain.

Including 2000 square kilometers of coastal marsh in eastern England and 650 square kilometers of lowland in the southwest Somerset Plains.

Although the total swamp area in the north isn’t large, the number of scattered swamps is quite high.

For example, in the Battle of Halidom Mountain in 1333, the Scottish army lost more than half in the swampland, finally being totally defeated by the British Army led by King Edward.

If it wasn’t for that swamp back then.

The Scottish cavalry led by Douglas might have had a chance to fight England, and the subsequent historical scenario might have been entirely different.

The phrase ’right timing and right place’ isn’t always just empty talk. Numerous figures throughout history worldwide have stumbled in seemingly insignificant areas.

In this context.

Without a guide or map, venturing out alone indeed isn’t much better than lying in that pit.

Thinking of this.

Thomson couldn’t help but glance at Xu Yun, asking:

"Mr. Luo Feng, where do you plan to go next?"

Xu Yun had thought about this while Thomson was bandaging his wound, hence he immediately replied: