**[Command confirmed. Entering the penalty clause for 'Century of Howling Recording' and the binding process for the title 'Howling Listener' into the system...Entry completed. Additional passive skill: 'Mom, Love Me Again' (The victim will experience a strong urge to coax the child, but will be unable to stop the recording).]** The electronic tone of the venomous tongue system carried a hint of malicious amusement.
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The announcement of the "White Paper on Sonic Spectrum Analysis of His Highness Zero" and the glittering (and faintly milky) "Hundred Years of Howling" penalty clause instantly set the Royal City ablaze! The impact was no less than the previous musical instrument explosion incident!
Before the announcement, the crowd was buzzing with discussion.
"Resonance? Fatal point? Not the devil's sound?"
"Oh my god! So the frequency of our own instrument hit a certain point in the song that Prince Zero was humming?"
"This... this is even scarier than the devil's sound! I can defend against the devil's sound, but this fatal point is impossible to defend against!"
"Harmonious Frequency Safety Chart? Take a quick look! Is my family's heirloom guzheng in the danger zone?"
"Universal Tuner? President Pacifier has upgraded again? Two hundred candies a time?! Ouch... so expensive!"
"One hundred years... a recording of a crying baby? An enhanced version?! And you have to wear earmuffs to listen to it?! Oh my God! This is worse than going to the hell of tongue-pulling!" Everyone's faces turned pale, as if they had already heard the endless wails that pierced their souls. They looked at the vendors who were still selling "anti-magic sound earplugs" and the musicians who gathered to protest, their eyes full of sympathy (and an urgency to quickly draw a line between them).
The effect is immediate and silent.
The musicians who had originally gathered at the entrance of the Musicians' Guild in a furious protest looked at the cold, analytical analysis of resonance principles in the notice, then glanced at the shattered remains of their instruments (hiding them guiltily), then contemplated the terrifying prospect of a "hundred years of wailing." Their fury was instantly extinguished, leaving only a chilling chill! If this were deemed "malicious slander"... they'd have to spend the rest of their lives listening to the wailing of babies! Retreat! Retreat! The protesters dispersed like a receding tide, leaving only a few isolated fragments of their instruments.
Music-refining sects and profiteers were utterly terrified! The "Miaoyin Sect" closed its stall overnight, its overpriced earplugs discarded as trash; the "Wuyin Sect"'s amulets were smashed back at the gate by angry buyers; and the "Tianji Pavilion" branch hung a sign reading "Instrument Calibration, Temporarily Closed" and vanished. The "rattle fragment sachets" on the black market suddenly became unpopular, their prices plummeting to rock bottom.
The panic melted away like ice and snow. Instead, there was curiosity and awe about the "resonance dead spot" and a strong desire for a "universal tuner"!
Of course, there are also those who are skeptical, or who believe that their family heirloom instruments are indestructible and do not need to be tuned.
The Xiling delegation, led by the "Zither Saint" Liu Wufeng (whose hand injury had been bandaged), brought his newly repaired (with a new string) guqin, the "Jiaowei Raoliang" guqin, and a large bag of rainbow candies (which he had gathered with gritted teeth), and found the newly established "Universal Tuning Service Center" in the General's Mansion (right next to the Pacifier Gold Shop).
"Please... please ask Mr. Hengbao Tuning Lawyer to calibrate the... 'resonance fatal point' for this guqin of mine?" Liu Wufeng's expression was complicated, with a hint of fear and anticipation.
Inside the window, on Su Heng's "Chief Inspector" vest, next to the golden pacifier and chicken head, there was a small, cute musical note logo. Sitting in his high chair, he saw the bag of glittering rainbow candies (two hundred!), and his eyes instantly transformed into candies. He pointed with his chubby little finger: "Candy, candy!"
Ah Luo counted: "One Jiaowei Raoliang guqin, and two hundred rainbow candies for the safety frequency calibration service fee. Received."
Erbao was clutching the heavy bag of candy, his heart overflowing with joy. He twisted his little body and turned toward the ancient, jiaoweiqin (a Chinese harp), trying hard to look serious (or more like cute), and placed his golden pacifier against the harp, sucking hard.
Buzz!
A soft golden light with a strange rhythm shot out from the pacifier, enveloping the entire guqin.
As the golden light swept across, the Chenbao Abacus instantly analyzed the subtle structure within the zither, the texture of the materials, the flow of energy, and the natural frequency of the newly replaced celestial string. Several faint resonances, potentially approaching dangerous chaotic frequencies, were highlighted. The golden pacifier's light slightly adjusted, releasing several extremely subtle, almost imperceptible correction sound waves, like the most nimble fingers gently plucking some invisible "string" within the zither.
Window light curtain display:
**【Tuning target: Jiaowei Raoliang Guqin】**
**[Original resonance risk points: 3 (medium risk)]**
**【Tuning Completed! Resonance Risk Eliminated!】**
**[Current Status: Safe Frequency (Compliant with Harmony Safety Table)]**
**[Tone Optimization: +5% (Chaos Energy Fine-tuning Chords)]**
**【Overall evaluation: Safe and worry-free, play with confidence. Better sound quality, no extra cost. 】**
Liu Wufeng held his breath, carefully stretched out his fingers, and gently plucked the newly replaced string.
“Zheng——”
A clear, melodious, mellow, and transparent piano sound flowed out, like a clear mountain stream, cleansing the soul! Even more pure and ethereal than before, as if all impurities were removed! Even more magical, the piano sound seemed to have an indescribable, peaceful charm!
Liu Wufeng was stunned, then his eyes lit up with ecstasy! "Divine skill! Divine skill!" He bowed deeply to Erbao in the window, "Thank you, Master Hengbao! I will never forget this kindness!" He picked up the revitalized Jiaowei Qin, as if holding a lost treasure, and left excitedly. All the demonic sounds and slanders were now forgotten by the perfect sound of the Qin.
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