Chapter 55 How to Use a Voice Recorder

Since learning to jump rope, Hou has gradually forgotten about opening rope.

Xu Que thought he could have peace of mind at night, but he didn't expect that Hou would be recording even his teeth grinding in his dreams with a voice recorder. In short, with a voice recorder in hand, he could record anything!

During the day, Hagang, Pingyao, and other members of the Black Deer tribe went into the primeval forest to continue logging.

Xu Que continued to drill holes not far from the cave.

Hou took the voice recorder Xu Que had given him and recorded the birdsong at dawn and the footsteps of the members of the primitive tribe.

During the downtime after Xu Que and Hou finished their game, Hou handed a black recorder to Xu Que: "Find me another jump rope rhyme. I'm already very familiar with Zhou Bapi's rhyme!"

Xu Que took the recorder from Hou's hand, pressed a few buttons on it, and searched for the audio he had recorded last time.

"Huh? You accidentally deleted all the jump rope tips I recorded for you last time? Not a single one! Now this only contains some sounds you recorded for fun! Listen to it yourself if you don't believe me!" Xu Que smiled and played all the sounds he had recorded for her.

Hou's eyes widened in surprise as he exclaimed, "Then what do we do? Record it again!"

"Okay! Should I delete all these videos you recorded for fun, or should I keep them for you?"

"Delete it! I don't want any of it! I only want the jump rope formula!" Hou said to Xu Que, squatting on the ground with his hands supporting his chin.

Xu Que cleared his throat, pressed the record button, and shouted into the microphone: "Rubber band, wrapped around your feet, jump and jump around your feet. Like a flying goose, like a little bird, jump low first, then jump high. Jump over mountains, jump over seas, jump over Hainan Island of our motherland. See relatives, little compatriots, jump rubber band together and laugh together."

"Just record this one, okay? Recording more won't do any good!"

“Record two more! There should be at least two incantations!” Hou continued, squatting on the ground with his hands supporting his chin as he looked at Xu Que.

"Okay! Let me think about what to record? What other rhymes haven't been recorded yet?" Xu Que held the recorder in his hand and tossed it into the air, flipping it over, searching his mind for the rhymes he and his older and younger sisters used to play jump rope when they were little.

"On a foggy Saturday morning, torn shoes and socks flew everywhere. Little rabbit Fifi drank coffee, turned into a devil, and flew away."

"On a white Sunday morning, old men who collect scraps lined up. At the team leader's command, they rushed into the trash cans and frantically grabbed at broken shoes and socks!"

After Xu Que finished recording, he handed the recorder to Hou: "Here! The two jump rope rhymes have been recorded and are ready! Please check them, Lord Hou!"

Hou took the recorder from Xu Que and pressed the play button: a rhythmic percussion intro began, and half a minute later, a weathered, husky voice came through: "I sold my dream for a pittance, just to make three meals a day on the stove. Simmering a pot of food, chewing on the past, I suddenly miss myself, the once-shining youth. I climbed onto the roof to offer the moon a cigarette, and told you how I endured these years, how I once had the world in my heart, how my poems were short but passionate, and how I once wanted to take her across mountains and rivers..."

"Huh? This isn't your voice. Why has it changed? Where did this come from?" Hou asked, puzzled and a little nervous, as he handed the recording pen to Xu Que.

"Where did you press just now? This might be a built-in function of the voice recorder!" Xu Que searched the voice recorder for other built-in songs or instrumental music while frantically experimenting to see how he managed to find it.

Hou scratched his head, thinking for a long time with some uncertainty and lack of confidence, and walked up to Xu Que: "I think I pressed here twice before it appeared!"

Upon hearing Hou's suggestion, Xu Que suddenly had an idea: What would happen if I pressed the power button three times in a row? Four times? Five, six, seven, or eight times? What about pressing the play button twice, three times, four, five, six, seven, or eight times?

Following this idea, he pressed the power button three times, and a piece of instrumental music immediately popped up. Xu Que pressed it again, and the music would automatically switch to the next piece, never repeating!

Xu Que looked at it in surprise and exclaimed, "This little recorder hides a whole universe! It has so many unexpected functions! Here, take it and explore it yourself! I've already recorded the three jump rope rhymes you wanted, and they're here! To find them, press this first, then this, and you'll find them! Also, press the power button twice, and a unique playlist from every dimension will pop up! There are so many! All kinds of music!"

"Look, these few are for activating the brain in test subjects. These are for helping people sleep! These EEG waveforms can activate a certain area of ​​the brain, activating a certain talent! This music can calm people's moods! And these can eliminate anxiety!"

"There are also the sounds of various animals here: Listen! That's the sound of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, that's the sound of a pterosaur! That's the sound of a dog barking! There are also the sounds of cows mooing, sheep bleating, pigs squealing, and pigs being slaughtered! It seems that any sound that has ever existed in the universe, whether in the past, present, or future, can be found here!"

Hou was stunned by Xu Que's explanation. Just as he was about to reach out to take the recorder Xu Que handed him, Xu Que took it back: "Huh? Such a small thing, why doesn't it show memory? Ah! Infinite memory! This..." Xu Que handed the recorder back to Hou with a look of surprise.

Hou glanced at the logs that the logging team had brought back, waiting to be drilled and fitted with tenons, then silently put the recorder Xu Que handed him into his animal-hide food bag and went to the logs to be worked on: "Let's drill the holes first! We can study the recorder after we're done!"

"Okay!" Xu Que nodded and took out the tools from the system repository.

Hua led a group of tribal women to a logging team in a primeval forest where the vegetation was lush. Each of them picked a large bundle of grass, tied it with cowhide rope, and carried it back to the tribe while chatting and laughing.

Led by Hua, they fed all the captive wild animals in the Black Deer tribe, including cows, horses, sheep, and pigs.

After feeding the captive animals, we also cleaned the wildlife enclosure! This enclosure isn't cleaned every day! Twice a week, sometimes once a week if there are many things to do at the village!

When female members of the Black Deer tribe clean the wildlife enclosures, a strong man is usually present! He can be from Hagang or Pingyao! This is to prevent wild animals from attacking the tribe members who are feeding and cleaning the enclosures!

Today, Hagang and Pingyao happened to be transporting timber back from the primeval forest when they ran into tribal members who were preparing to clean the animal enclosures. They stood in the meeting place for the members.