629 Prototype Part 2 (2/2)

”Of course, otherwise we can just celebrate behind closed doors, why would I call you over? I asked the musicians to prepare a few simple movement excerpts yesterday to try out the results first.” Newton cast him a look, raised the megaphone in his hand, and shouted to the test subject in the distance, ”What's the name again, Zebra or Cow... Yes, don't just stand there dumbly, look at the buttons on your left arm.

”Yes, press the red one! ”

Zebra hesitated for a moment. Constrained by their deal, he unwillingly pressed the button that didn't seem like something good, judging from its appearance.

A click sounded.

Beneath the floor, in the dark, the huge organ was played again.

Amid the low melody, music theory flowed along the Net of Aether, entered the terminal, and formed an excerpt of a movement, then... Zebra's figure suddenly blurred.

Soon, only a faint shadow was left in the original position, and could hardly be seen clearly without careful examination.

Zebra was stunned, then asked in an unbelieving tone, ”I have... turned invisible?”

That's right, invisibility, the signature of the school of magic.

Although his aether wave was as obvious as a torch in the night and couldn't be hidden at all in a musician's sense of aether, to the naked eye, traces of his existence could hardly be detected.

”Not bad.” Ye Qingxuan was pleasantly surprised. ”The technology has already reached this point? I wasn't expecting that.”

”That's not all.” Newton shook his head and shouted, ”Hey, Zebra, push the red button up, then press the blue button! Listen clearly, turn off the red one first, then turn on the blue one!”

The zebras acted accordingly, and in the low-pitched organ music, the mice in the cages at the corners began to scream frantically and ran around, trying to escape.

Despite nothing having happened at all.

”Deterrence?” Ye Qingxuan murmured in realization.

It was an introductory technique of the school of heart. Although he did not even feel anything with such a level of deterrence, the small animals could sense it acutely.

”Try the green one!” Newton shouted.

This time, after a long silence, a soft piece of pink appeared on the ground, twitching in the dry air, like a living thing.

Even Ye Qingxuan had not expected it...

”It's a sponge?” Ye Qingxuan laughed. ”I'm amazed that you managed to come up with such an idea.”

Although it looked absurd, it was still an application of the movements of the school of summoning nonetheless. Sponge could also be considered as a living thing... although it was the type that resembled a living thing the least.

He could also correctly guess why had a sponge been chosen, and it was because the bestiality of the sponge was of the simplest nature...

It had almost zero need for bestiality.

Moreover, whether such a creature's consciousness really existed was still a question.

Initially, movements of the school of summoning was the biggest shortcoming of the Net of Aether, because the music theory required was a few times more than that of other schools. At the end of the day, it boiled down to the difficulty in creating living things out of thin air.

Without musicians to nurture it with their consciousness, the simulation of bestiality was a big problem. Without enough music theory and empirical data, the creatures summoned would definitely be incredibly slow-witted, but the problem could only be solved slowly.

What's more, Ye Qingxuan was counting his chickens in his mind.

After intercepting Master Haydn's Genesis, the foundation of the Net of Aether was settled. If he could lay his hands on Wagner's Valkyries also, the problem of bestiality would definitely be solved!

Worst come to worst, he could still use the Chapter of the Golden Victory!

Of course, such schemes must be planned slowly, and journeys must be taken step by step. At the moment, it was not a suitable timing to provoke the Sacred City, and he could only carry out the research in secret and take things slowly.

Lost in his thoughts, he suddenly heard a loud bang.

The iron shell covering Zebra abruptly exploded.

The aftermath shock waves swept, then immediately froze, and dissipated without a trace.

Only Zebra who had fallen with his back to the ground and was a bloody mess, remained in place.

The alarm sounded sharply, stinging everyone's eardrum.

Newton was stunned at first, then immediately turned violent with rage. He ran over slapped Zebra's face furiously. ”My prototype! You dumbass, what have you done!”

Contrary to Ye Qingxuan's expectations, Zebra had not been burnt into charcoal in the outbreak of music theory.

By right, the musical movements on his body had connected with the alchemy array as one, and he shouldn't have survived safely. However, at the moment, it seemed that he only sustained serious injuries, and was not even in need of emergency treatment.

Soon, Newton identified the cause of the accident, and lifted the remaining half of arm guard on the ground, expressionless. Two of the buttons on it were all switched on.

The terminal's capability was not enough to support the operation of two movements at the same time, and the music theory had clashed and erupted.

It was like an overconfident apprentice who wanted to play a movement above his level and blew up with a boom.

”Drag this dead dog out!” Newton roared furiously, stomping, ”Next time, find me some test subjects who can understand human language, do you hear me! Such dumb idiots would only hold things up!”

Ye Qingxuan sized the gigantic man who was being carried away on a stretcher up. ”What have you done? How did he survive?”

”I'm guessing that you wouldn't want to know.” Newton gave a laugh, kicking the fragments on the ground with the tip of his sole, and a crooked, blood-stained silver nail rolled out of them.

Ye Qingxuan's expression also turned ugly.

He knew what the thing was.

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