Chapter 53 Midnight Song
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A sentence is like a sector chart.
Five parts indifference, two parts meaningfulness, and three parts absolutely careless.
The high priest tried his best to control his breath, and except for the first moment, there was no sign of anything abnormal.
He pretended to be annoyed at being ignored and said, "I thought you had something important to do, and it was getting late."
After a pause, he said, "I wonder what you think about that deal? There are still things going on in the Holy Court, so I can't stay for too long."
He obviously forgot that it was he who proposed not long ago that everyone stay in the elf tribe for a few more days.
The Elf King did not give a direct reply: "The transaction of the fruit of wisdom must be approved by the Council of Elders. Priest, just stay put."
The last bit of cold smile in his eyes also disappeared.
The high priest's heart sank completely.
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As the night wore on, the ferret continued to lick its fur.
Since Luke graphically demonstrated his baldness with boiled eggs, he now pays great attention to hair care.
Luka was still unaware of the psychological trauma of the Snow Ferret, and even less aware that his basic attack almost caused the Priest to use his ultimate move. At this moment, he was asking which dark elf the Quill had given the terminal to.
"The friend of the snowflake dragon."
"It turned out to be him." Luke remembered that when he dueled with Alec, the other party came to watch.
The feather pen suddenly said, "It went smoothly when we went there."
When he arrived, the Elf King's name was already on the list.
For the high-level dark elves, there is no buffer time at all, it's just battle.
At midnight, the statistical results for the first day came out.
A total of 3,900 terminals were issued, the average game time for players was nine hours, and more than 3,800 elves tried it.
The only two that did not participate were because of malfunctions in the terminals themselves.
"As of now, the rankings on the leaderboard are still going up and down every minute, which means that there are elves constantly trying to break the record."
Luke was very satisfied with the result: "Now the Elf King will no longer have a reason to reject me."
It's just a crude little game, but it drives all the players who open it crazy.
What could be more proof of the charm of the terminal than this?
He began to outline a blueprint for the future: "If everything goes well, I will first develop communication software, online writing platforms and short video platforms."
As for shopping and entertainment, he is not planning to take charge of them all as they also have to accompany the development of the express delivery industry.
Only by leaving some cake for latecomers can we better stimulate market activity.
"Online writing platforms are mainly based on writing novels. I will communicate with Lillian later. Short videos can be linked to live broadcasts. Karen should be very interested."
Everyone makes money, and they helped me a lot in the past.
It was hard for Quill to stop herself from looking at him with admiration.
Almost at the same time, Luka suddenly turned his head and realized that he had never asked the other party about his dream: "What do you want to do after you regain your strength?"
He sounded a little nervous as he spoke, fearing that someone would mention unifying the continent.
The quill was silent.
After a long while, he finally said, "Don't think about this and that all day long. You've come up with so many things that it would be very troublesome even for me to help you keep them."
Lujia thought about it, isn't the subtext that he will help him protect the industrial chain?
He immediately smiled and patted Quill's shoulder, humming a song: "Friends walk together for life."
Good brother, very loyal.
Feather Pen expressionlessly removed his arm around her shoulder, said something like "repaying kindness with enmity", and turned to rest.
Lu Jia scratched his head in confusion. Why did he suddenly become unhappy?
Three days passed in a flash.
On the third day, before Luke went to see the Elf King, the latter took the initiative to come to him.
As the sun rose full of vitality, the Elf King's pupils seemed slightly unfocused, and his fingers occasionally flicked the air lightly.
...for playing games.
This morning, the Elf King has topped the rankings, and during this period, the Dark Elves have been trying to overtake him.
No matter how strong the dark elves' spirits were, it was impossible for them to stay at home for three consecutive days. Lujia reasonably guessed that there was a group of dark elves standing behind him.
This is indeed the case, and it has now developed into a chaotic group battle.
The Elf King asked straight to the point: "How do I control my desire to play games?"
Luke was surprised.
Competition is competition, but the Elf King is not so lacking in self-control.
The Elf King frowned slightly: "It's not me, it's the elves who are still in school."
Upon learning that the other party chose the school as the main pilot, Luke almost failed to control his expression.
In order to control children's gaming, modern people have introduced one measure after another, such as face recognition, anti-addiction system for minors, ID cards required in Internet cafes, etc...
You actually put the pilot project directly in the school?
What a broad mind this is!
The Elf King was still waiting for Luke's answer.
In fact, recycling all terminals would be a one-time solution, but he was unwilling to use such a simple and crude method.
Luke thought for a moment and said, "Let me try."
He modified the magic structure on the spot. After spending a long time with the feather pen, Luka had accumulated a deep theoretical knowledge.
Since the core does not need to be touched, the whole process is completed quickly.
After checking the feather pen, Luke began to update the game to version 2.0.
The new version of [Fish Leaping Over the Dragon Gate] has added a health value setting, with a total of five hearts. Each heart represents a life, and one heart can be restored every ten minutes.
At the same time, a task achievement column has been added to satisfy players' collecting habits and sense of achievement.
The Elf King witnessed this scene and was not very satisfied with the change: "Just restrict the elves to younger ages."
Luke coldly refused: "It is our responsibility to protect minors."
He never mentioned that this was to prepare for players to gain additional lives through sharing in the future, and all the free promotion was done for him.
As if he had noticed something, the Elf King looked at Luke deeply and didn't say much on this issue.
He came here for another purpose today: "The Internet is indeed more influential than I thought."
In reality, such a small game would not have made any splash at all, but now they have been controlled for two days.
After acknowledging this, the Elf King glanced over Luke, held out his hand, and the ferret jumped over.
"I'll take it away for a while," he said.
Luke nodded. If they wanted to continue to develop, they had to rely on the Tree of Wisdom. However, it was impossible for the elves alone to complete all operations. For this reason, the Elf King and the Saint had to have some negotiations.
Snow Ferret should have a way to contact the saint.
But he doesn't need to consider these.
Lujia acted like a boss who didn't care about anything. After the Elf King left, he did not forget to wave his hands in the air towards the tree house a few hundred meters away.
"What do you think the high priest is feeling now?"
Quill said calmly: "Do you still need to ask?"
After being left out for several days, the Elf King came to find Luke again. It would be strange if he was not panicked.
After hearing this, Luke felt happy again.
The enemy's misfortune can greatly improve his happiness index, and he is now more motivated to work.
"Let's study the magic architecture."
Academic things are the most time-consuming to research, and what Luke wants to develop most is undoubtedly the chat software.
For someone like him with connections, it can't be of much use.
To achieve this, at least thousands of magic structures need to be arranged and combined to form an independent magic system.
The quill couldn't refuse our two words and accompanied him to try.
From sunrise to sunset and then to dark, the two finally worked out a barely decent system, which at first glance looked like Transformers made up of Tetris blocks.
All that's left is to draw the inscription and then activate it.
At the final check, Luke shouted, "Wait!"
The sudden shout startled Quill.
Luke: "Come, worship with me first."
The programmer's final step is to beg the server gods to bless them.
"?"
Of course the feather pen would not do such a stupid thing, so it activated the inscription directly.
The light immediately flowed through the junction of each structure. Both sides unconsciously became a little nervous. It was very smooth at the beginning, until one-third of the way through, the two magic structures suddenly became dim.
The elements of different magics collided and the structure began to become loose. No matter how hard Luke clenched his fists, it was useless.
Click.
Like a domino effect, in the blink of an eye, the entire magic system collapsed.
A day's work wasted.
“…”
Luke said quietly, "I just said I wanted to pay my respects, it's too late to regret it now."
The feather pen's eyelids twitched. Who regretted it?
I don't have the energy to rest today. I've been working for too long and Luke's mind is feeling fuzzy. Seeing that the moonlight is nice, he suggests going out for a walk.
The unpolluted pristine forest is a landscape that cannot be seen in city-states.
Breathing in the fresh air, Luka was about to fly vertically upwards to the cobblestone path above his head.
Quill gently pulled the tip of the wing: "Where are you going?"
Luke turned and said, "People go to higher places. When you take a walk, you can't go far away. You have to go to higher places."
This is the correct posture for walking.
There was a chill in the air, and Feather Pen lowered his eyes: "Well said, I was in a bad mood and went out to relax, but after jumping down, I was completely free of worries."
Luke was too lazy to argue with him, so he found a place to sit down where there was a gap between the leaves above his head.
The sky above was full of stars, and he couldn't help but think of the first song he had ever heard in his childhood memory.
Luke easily sketched out a translucent piano image.
Of course, it was just a fake piano. On the surface, he was playing it, but in fact, he was relying on magic to imitate the sounds.
An extremely simple melody floated in the air, and Lujia Hao was Master Yu: "Want to try? I'll teach you."
The feather pen was disdainful. A virtual thing still needs to be taught? He reluctantly imitated Luke's previous movements.
"Twinkle, twinkle little star..."
While playing the guitar unsteadily, Quill looked up and saw Luka singing to himself, "The sky is full of little stars."
The clear boy's voice is 100% suitable.
On the rainbow-like road in the sky, the timeless song was floating in the air. In the eyes of the Elf King who had just arrived, this scene was particularly natural and beautiful.
He had been praised for his beauty by countless people, but this was the first time the Elf King felt the beauty of humans beyond nature.
Sensing a strange atmosphere, Luke stopped singing and turned his head to see the Elf King with a stern face. It was obvious that the negotiations with the saint were not going very smoothly.
The Elf King was only interested in the musical instrument: "What is this?"
The black and white key settings are very different from the string-based instruments on the market.
Lujia took the initiative to introduce: "The piano is a keyboard instrument, but unfortunately it has been lost."
He then changed the subject: "But with the birth of the Internet, more and more creative things will emerge."
The Elf King looked calm as water, as if he didn't care.
Luke patiently gave an example, "The masses are the source of creativity. For example, if someone wrote a good song, it would only be appreciated by a small circle in the past."
"...In the future, he can share it online and get more popularity."
As he spoke, he shook the terminal in his hand: "... Sooner or later, everyone can be praised for showing various talents, rather than the traditional way of defining individuals by their strengths and weaknesses."
The Elf King was finally moved after hearing this.
Wouldn't that mean you could enjoy music and dance from all over the mainland without leaving your home?
"The terminal can also share feelings. The starry sky above my head is beautiful at the moment. I can write a few words whenever I feel like it, and I can use it as creative inspiration in the future."
The desire to share is a very advanced expression.
Thinking of this, Lu Jia was eager to try: "Why not take advantage of the starry sky tonight as the theme and compose a song together, and then use it as the terminal to start the music?"
The Elf King thought for a moment and said, "Very interesting."
Lujia has a strong interest in writing lyrics and composing music, otherwise he would never have set foot in the entertainment industry.
It’s exciting to think about writing songs with the Elf King now.
In fact, the Elf King was also in a good mood.
Ever since he was cursed and became tone-deaf, he has never experienced the pure joy of music again. He plays and sings non-stop only to retain his most basic musical ability.
One of them was deeply influenced by modern pop music, while the other inherited classical music from several eras, and they soon developed a unique artistic style.
The Quill Pen has no creative talent, only the ability to appreciate. It perfectly plays the role of a listener and can occasionally offer a few suggestions.
When the starry sky became a little dim, the song had already been roughly composed.
Luke noticed from the corner of his eye that the Elf King was checking the time and said, "The rest will be left to tomorrow."
"Okay." He made an appointment with the saint to discuss something later.
When he left this time, the Elf King looked much more relaxed than before. When he got in touch with the Saint again, the other party also keenly noticed this.
The reason why the talks stopped halfway was that the discussion involved important rights and interests and the two sides could not reach a consensus.
Excluding the Holy Court, the human race is almost entirely ruled by the saints. After a confidential meeting, they made concessions:
"I will give you half of the control over information monitoring and blocking, and I will leave a trace of my consciousness in the Tree of Wisdom. In exchange, the mining rights of 1,300 high-level magic mines for the next thousand years will belong to the elves. At the same time, no matter which race has ill intentions towards the Tree of Wisdom, the human race will unconditionally send troops to support it."
Elf King: "Sixty percent of control, one thousand five hundred high-level magic mines."
In the projection of the special scroll, the appearance seemed unreal, but it was still clear that the saint frowned: "Too many."
"No, I'm going to give 20 percent of it to Iliad."
The saint was surprised.
The Elf King said: "His participation in the hunt shows that he has ambitions to fight for the position of Demon King."
If the Internet can really develop, this 20% can greatly help Iliad gain a foothold in future Demon King elections.
The conflict between the two races has lasted for a thousand years, and the saints naturally do not want the demons to intervene, but Luke’s case is a different matter.
Without him, there would be no Internet, and it is normal for the other party to demand their rights.
"Well, I originally had another precious gift for you."
The saint thought about it and asked, "But I am curious about what kind of deal would allow you to give up 20% of the control."
Elf King: "Don't talk about money."
"He is different from you. We don't talk about material things when we are together."
For the first time, the saint doubted his own ears.
What else can we talk about if not material things?
The Elf King, who was always cold and indifferent, spoke in a slightly different tone than usual, "We looked at the stars, talked about art, poetry, songs and life ideals."
How noble.
The saint who had just paid for more than a thousand rare magic mines suddenly looked up at him!
Different cultural attributes are rooted in different soils.
The Elf King asked: "Do you understand this feeling?"
Spirituality is always more important than material things.
The saint looked at him.
He understands that while the rich live in luxury, there are people freezing to death on the streets.
It was just a preliminary division of interests and the conversation ended quickly.
In the second half of the night, the ferret brought back news.
When Luke saw the words written by its claws, he was shocked and lost his sleepiness.
Although the two sides are in sync in terms of creation, to be fair, Lujia would never give 20% of the shares to a soulmate just because he met a soulmate.
...at most 0.2 percent.
He asked a soul-searching question: "Did the Elf King have no friends in the past?"
The ferret shook his head.
Luke was even more puzzled: "What about the saint?"
The saint is gentle, knowledgeable, and very tolerant, which makes him a natural choice for the Elf King as a friend.
Ferrets can also do this question.
When they first met, the saint invited the Elf King to play chess.
The second time they met, the saint invited the Elf King to play chess.
The third meeting...
Play chess.
The corner of Luke's mouth twitched. It was such a familiar scene. Every time I go to the holy tower, the chessboard always attracts my attention.
"Twenty percent of control..." Luke took a breath.
Even if he doesn't work hard, after ten years when the network matures, other crown princes will not be able to compete with him.
Luke didn't sleep for several hours that night. He got up early the next day and studied the magic structure that failed yesterday with his vision of the future.
In fact, these could be thrown to the quill, but Luke did not take the easy way out and used this opportunity to consolidate his magical knowledge.
After having a battle meal at noon, he re-edited the settings of the second part of "Three and a Half Years Old" and began to practice magic.
During afternoon tea, Luke returned the favor by taking the initiative to exchange a lot of modern music theory knowledge with the Elf King, and both sides benefited a lot; in the evening, they continued to work hard for the birth of the communication software.
From the time they met until now, Feather Pen has never seen him idle for long.
"Is it necessary to work so hard?"
Luke was surprised: "Really?"
Under Quill's gaze, he laughed and said, "You didn't see me when I was being lazy."
"for example?"
Luke: "For example, I ran away from God twice."
“…”
Feather Pen didn't know that Luke was once nicknamed "Ji Lai Juan" by people in the circle.
After a busy day, King Scroll flew to the highlands to relax. Unexpectedly, he and Quill Pen met the Elf King here, and this time the Elf King brought the Liujiaoqin.
"Yesterday's arrangement is not finished yet."
Luke liked to finish what he had started, so he nodded.
When they were discussing the arrangement, Feather Pen listened with little interest, and only said halfway through, "Use suona."
The Liuhaiqin has pleasant sounds, but it sounds like plucking cotton.
"Good idea!" Lujia thought it could be a try. Playing a suona interlude in the middle would be very exciting with the high notes.
The singing travels through the air.
In the tree house a few hundred meters away, the high priest was pacing anxiously.
Sudden--
"Hey~"
At three o'clock in the morning, with the sound of suona, my muscle memory, no, my hairstyle memory, made several strands of hair on the back of my head stand up.
The high priest's face turned black.
He opened the window, and when he used his spiritual sense to discover that one of them was the Elf King, his face turned gloomy.
Why is the Elf King singing on his roof?
"Something bad is happening."
If it was just a three-point guess before, now the high priest can almost be sure that something has been exposed.
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On the other side, the song continues until the morning star appears.
When Lujia finally went back to the house to rest, he unexpectedly saw a house not far away and couldn't help but wonder: "Why is there no movement from the house opposite?"
The high priest was so quiet, so quiet that he almost forgot such a person existed.
The Quill Pen never ignores the hidden dangers in its surroundings. The number of elves nearby has increased in the past two days, and it is obvious that the Elf King is putting pressure on the High Priest.
"That day when you told the priest to take the fake fruit of wisdom back, the Elf King laughed."
Luke was puzzled.
In fact, not only the Elf King, but also the Quill laughed at that time: "Probably laughing at your foolish kindness."
It wasn't a nice thing to say, but when he said it, he didn't mean it in a derogatory way.
Luke almost wanted to look up the dictionary on the spot to check the meaning of this word again.
The quill said meaningfully, "How can we let a distant guest leave when he has second thoughts?"
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Luke's Diary Guide:
The Elf King passed by and left behind a painting in ink and color - "Lotus".
Alex: What does he mean?
Luke: Praise me for emerging from the mud without being stained, and washing in the clear water without being coquettish.
Alex: ...
High Priest: Reading glasses, put on reading glasses for the Elf King!
The saint stayed up all night, wondering why his magic mine was not noble compared to music?
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Who says I'm short again! Today is thick and long. The Jingzhe Saint randomly drops eighty-eight red envelopes.
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