Chen An originally thought that the level must be extremely dangerous and that there would be countless ferocious beasts waiting for them.
However, after entering, I found that there was no danger at all.
The huge room was brightly lit.
The lights come from the crystals above the head, densely distributed like a sky full of stars.
There was a strange fragrance in the air, which made the whole body feel relaxed. Chen An guessed that it was some kind of sedative substance.
"What are those?" Tie Lianhuan looked around and asked.
The four of them were now standing in the middle, surrounded by various equipment, some of which looked familiar, while some were completely unfamiliar.
Luo Mo's eyes sparkled as he said, "Those are musical instruments, don't you recognize them?"
Tiejian: "I've seen many musical instruments, but this one is really rare."
He casually picked up a recorder-like instrument. Instead of normal round holes, it was covered with many irregular gaps, either whirlpools or triangles.
"This thing can make a sound? That's bullshit!"
Although Tiejian is tone-deaf, he still knows some basic knowledge.
Chen An walked towards the nearest shelf, on which was placed a musical instrument that looked like a guzheng.
He reached out and plucked the strings, and the dull sound echoed in the space for a long time.
Blade asked, "What do we need to do?"
"Who knows? Are you going to use musical instruments as weapons to kill the enemy?"
"Logically, there should be enemies. Could it be that the musical instruments are the enemies? Everyone, stay alert."
After experiencing the heterogeneous field, they are extremely vigilant and feel that everything they see is an enemy.
Soon, a giant four-eyed face appeared, floating in the sky excitedly.
"I love music, so every time I destroy a civilization, I collect their musical instruments. Over time, I've accumulated so many. Your mission is simple: play each instrument and create a harmonious tune. As long as you use all the instruments, you'll pass. Easy, isn't it?"
"It's so simple!" Tielian complained.
He spread his hands and made a gesture of giving up.
"I don't know anything about it anyway, so please do as you please."
Four Eyes continued, "You can ask your fellow passengers for help, or you can learn on the spot. We have plenty of time, so there's no rush."
After saying this, Four Eyes disappeared, leaving only four people looking at each other.
Dao Feng said embarrassedly, "I'm good at killing enemies, but I'm really not good at music. Chen An, how about you?"
Chen An shook his head: "Maybe it's okay for me to play the violin and the flute, but forget about other instruments. Luo Mo, what about you?"
Unlike the three idiots who were in a bad state, Romo had a smile on his face.
"I'm quite knowledgeable about musical instruments, so maybe I could give it a try. Music theory is universal; as long as you understand the variations, you can use any instrument to play. Not to mention these mature instruments, even a string has its own melody."
After saying a few simple words, Romo flapped his wings, sat down on the ground, and took the nearest wind instrument.
He pondered for only half a minute, then put it to his lips and blew it, and the melodious sound slowly floated out.
The three people behind immediately applauded.
"Brother, come on, we are rooting for you. Lao Chen, didn't you say you can do a few things? Why don't you give it a try?" Tielan wanted to watch the show.
Chen An chuckled and said, "There's nothing here that I can play, so I won't go and embarrass myself. Why don't you try it? Don't worry, I won't laugh at you no matter how bad it sounds. I'll just show you respect."
As he spoke, Chen An contacted Fu Yao in his mind and asked her to conduct an in-depth analysis of all the instruments.
He can't play the instrument, but he can acquire theoretical knowledge.
If Romo gets into trouble, maybe help can be provided.
Next, each instrument in Romo's hands was like an elf, playing all kinds of wonderful tunes.
Since all passengers could watch the live footage, they were lucky enough to enjoy this musical feast.
"It's a pity that our conductor doesn't know music. It's a bit embarrassing."
A strange contrast emerged.
Fortunately, the passengers on each train were not connected to the Internet, otherwise there would have been a high probability of a war of words breaking out online.
…
on site.
Luo Mo was tired and prepared to rest for half an hour.
Looking back, the other three were lying on their instruments leisurely.
"You really don't know anything at all?"
Blade shook his head: "I really can't. Thank you for this level, we will do more work on the next levels."
"Well, we can't force you to do that. But considering your qualifications, if you want to learn on the spot, you'll be able to get started quickly."
That’s all I have to say. Whether they are willing to learn or not is their own business.
After a good rest, Romo continued playing, trying to play all the instruments.
But after three hours, Lomo encountered a problem.
He took the recorder that Tiejian had studied before, but he couldn't make any sound.
“The tone holes are too complicated, and my fingers are limited and don’t fit the shape, so I can’t really use them.”
The others gathered around to study it and were all puzzled.
The sound holes on the recorder come in all shapes and sizes, including spiral, triangular, raised or recessed, and even serrated.
Judging from the fingers of a normal person, they simply cannot fit together.
Chen An said: "Try changing the shape of your fingers, maybe you can force them to fit together."
"You mean controlling local changes in cells? I've tried, but I can't do it. Because no matter how I change, I can't do it as I please."
To solve this problem, Tiejian proposed a solution: "Why not trim the fingers with a knife? For example, change the fingers into a triangle shape."
Luo Mo immediately glared and couldn't help cursing: "I'm not a silicon-based creature!"
He threw the recorder to Tiejian and turned to study other instruments.
Tiejian sneered, "I can trim my fingers into new shapes, but they're worthless. Old Chen, you figure out a solution."
Chen An reached out to catch the recorder thrown by Tielian and walked aside to chat with Fuyao.
Music has no racial boundaries, and the many concerts we've held in our car have proven this point.
If the owner wants to learn, he will learn quickly. You have the ability to mimic and can easily change your fingers into a matching shape.
[Also, I can replicate similar instruments in the car and have the mimicry music masters play them in real time. You can just follow their lead and learn from them.]
Chen An thought about it for a moment and agreed.
"You taught me all about music theory."
Chen An originally thought it was difficult, but after actually getting into it, he found that the knowledge was too simple.
“There is no essential difference from 1+1.”
[The master's brain has been strengthened countless times, so learning music theory is a waste of talent.]
Therefore, it only took Chen An half a day to make himself a music master, but only in theory.
I've picked out three masters of mimetic music who will play this instrument for you to enjoy.
The picture was projected into his head, and Chen An could see it more clearly.
The characteristic of mimicry is that the body can be transformed so that it can perfectly fit the various sound holes of the instrument.
In the picture, the mimicry has various tentacles extending from its body.
The tentacle terminal changes into a shape that fits the tone hole, and you can start playing.
The music is really nice to listen to, with a strange ethereal quality that gives people a sense of spiritual ascension.
Chen An listened three times and then began to play his own piece.
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