Chapter 360 The Secret of the Music Box
"The original apostle..."designer"...Amon? " Lin Yi murmured, as if he wanted to chew these words. What really shocked him was not the series of titles of the original apostle, but the real "results" - "Constructors of more than 90% of the Black Moon Outpost?!"
Lao Mo Youyou said: "Strictly speaking, the Black Moon Outpost was all designed by him, but according to the records in the code, during the actual construction stage, the "Star Builder", "Magic Craftsman" and other apostles made subtle adjustments according to certain circumstances, which made the Black Moon Outpost different from Amon's original design. "
"That period of time was too long, and we can only find fragments of records from the code, and there is no way to verify the true situation at that time."
"But objectively speaking, if we just say "Amon is the designer of Black Moon Outpost", there is no question. Question. "
Lin Yi was even more shocked, but he didn't know why. Although it was the first time he heard the name "Star Builder", he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if he had known this title before.
"It's amazing. I never thought that this Black Moon Outpost would be designed by one person..." Lin Yi preconceived the idea that the Black Moon Outpost was designed by the concerted efforts of many apostles.
“He was the one who designed it, and many apostles worked together to build it. After all, his most important thing is ‘design’.” Lao Mo shook his head slightly, and kept saying, “But as ‘Amon’ is a ‘designer’, if you think this is just the case, you are totally wrong. Almost all the ships used by the apostles in the past to explore the sea were made by him. "
"He has many design works, including but not limited to architecture, as well as some special works of art, such as..."
"The music box."
Lin Yi's mind moved slightly.
Lao Mo said: "That music box... from design to finished product, no one else was involved. It was designed and created by Amon himself."
The wind in the corridor was blowing "whooshing", and the candlelight was flickering, as if it was pulling out some strange and twisted shadows in the corridor. It seemed that just talking about Amon's existence was enough to cause some strange phenomena to occur in the art building.
""Amon's music box" is not just a broadcasting prop, it does not even play sound. It was installed on the ships that went out to sea, and followed the apostles on several voyages. Every time after returning, Amon would carry out modifications to it. Some upgrades and adjustments were made... But that was also the case. The music box had a pollution tolerance beyond imagination. Later, it seemed that it was affected by the "root" and produced some unknown and extraordinary mutations in characteristics, gradually forging itself into a "forbidden weapon". "
“No one has experienced Amon’s ‘horror’ personally, and his designs never have problems other than ‘design’. Therefore, the people who compiled the code retained some conservative conjectures about the mutation of the music box, thinking that it might be a ‘design’ in itself—Amon’s design.”
"Amon used his own way to collect some of the characteristics of the "roots"... Just like rubbings on stone tablets, each voyage will make the traces on the rubbings deeper. After several times, the existence of the music box has become far beyond conventional understanding. ”
“The music box will run automatically from time to time, but there is no pattern.”
“It made a sound when we got close just now... I hope it’s just a coincidence.”
Lin Yi pursed his lips subconsciously: “What if it’s not a coincidence?”
Lao Mo turned around and glanced at him: "Your little mouth is like honey when it's critical..."
Lin Yi quickly shrank his neck.
The two of them walked deeper and deeper into the corridor, and a damp and cold air gradually floated in the air.
"By the way, Lao Mo..." Lin Yi suddenly asked.
Lin Yi hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I had a hallucination in the corridor. In the hallucination, I saw a dirty little girl holding a music box... You don't know, I often have some unexplainable 'visions', and I see some strange things..."
"For example, when I entered school on the first day, I actually saw the cliff in my vision. , saw the night watchman on the cliff..."
"I don't know if the little girl is Amon... And actually somewhere in the layer, looking at us..."
"Hiss..." Lao Mo shivered subconsciously, stretched out his hand and rubbed his arm, "Although I am a dead person, your words still gave me goosebumps on my dead body..."
"Stop saying things like this... In addition, the Code does not record whether Amon is a male, a female, or any other human or non-human thing..."
"He occupies a place in the Code, and the Code will not waste limited words on recording his gender..."
"As for the little girl you are talking about..."
"I don't know..."
"Why don't you wait until the next time you meet again and ask for her contact information to maintain a pen pal relationship?"
"Old Mo..." Lin Yi's face darkened, "This is not humorous at all."
“You know it’s not humorous!” Lao Mo said seriously, “Boy, you already know what “Amon’s music box” is. Now you tell me that you saw a little girl coming to you with that music box? "
"I was just praying that the thing just happened to work, but now you tell me that the thing made a sound because of you... You're not the bloody fog, are you?"
"Uh..." Lin Yi looked ugly and smiled bitterly, "Don't scare me, Old Mo. ..."
"You..." Lao Mo wanted to say something several times, but he swallowed it all. "Forget it, your existence is beyond the scope of my knowledge... Please be careful when you go back later. Although I don't want to break my promise at all, it seems that you have quite a big problem of your own."
"If you see that little girl again, you might as well try to ask for some clues..."
Hearing this, Lin Yi couldn't help but be surprised: "Is it really possible?"
Lao Mo nodded solemnly, and what he said next almost choked Lin Yi to death: "After asking, I tried every means to write it down so that latecomers can add it to the corresponding code in time after discovering the clues...so as not to trick anyone."
Lin Yi's old face darkened.
No, buddy, you are sure that I can't survive, and you want me to maximize my value...
"What on earth is that little girl? So scary?"
"I said I don't know, but you have to know that what even I don't know... is the real terror." Lao Mo said, "I will see the night watchman later. If I have a chance, I can help you ask about the situation."
Because once a situation arises that even the night watchman cannot guarantee, then it is really a matter of life and death.
"Old Mo, you mean... there is a night watchman on the bell tower?"
"Otherwise, what do you think that guy Mu Daxian is doing on the bell tower? By himself, he is not seeking death by going up to the bell tower?" Lao Mo asked back.
Lin Yixin said, didn't you say something like "Mu Daxian is looking for death" from the beginning, but he was naturally silent.
"That guy heard about things related to the "Night Watch" from somewhere, and has been trying to find a way to become a "Night Watch"... This time he probably went there for that purpose. "
"'The way to become a Night Watchman', can an art student become a Night Watchman?"
"Theoretically speaking, there is no way to become a Night Watchman, even if the security guard is closest to the Night Watchman in terms of extraordinary characteristics, in fact, There is no intersection between them and the night watchman." Lao Mo shook his head and said, "The night watchman... is a completely independent path. In theory, anyone can become a "night watchman" as long as he meets that path. A security guard can become a night watchman, but it does not mean that the security guard is a subordinate of the night watchman..."
"Any identity can be a subordinate of the Night's Watch."
"But so far, only the old Night's Watchmen have fallen, and no new ones have ever been born..."
"In the history of the Black Moon Outpost, there have been a total of six night watchmen. During the same period, there were at most four night watchmen guarding the Black Moon Outpost. During that time, the Black Moon Outpost was indestructible." When the district was established and the Black Moon Outpost was converted into an art building, there were only three night watchmen left. "
"Theoretically, it was because there were three "night watch" positions on campus, so Mu Daxian went to look for them..."
"Speaking of which, just last year, there seemed to be a guy who wanted to get involved in this avenue, but he died miserably, and many sports students were implicated..."
"In the art building area, whenever the gray fog invades, the night watchman must use all his power to prevent the angels from coming..."
h "The art teacher uses "light" to prevent the laughing angels and nocturnal species from penetrating into the art building as much as possible..."
"The art students are divided into different teams. Some, like those in the hall, go to different areas of the art building to form matrix-reinforced layers, some lead seedlings to escape, and some will fight against those who are completely sick and twisted. Fanatic believers..."
h "Of course, you won't encounter anything like fanatic believers on this road I take you. The degree of pollution here is the lightest in the entire art building..."
h "Because of the night watchman?" Lin Yi asked.
"Smart." Lao Mo said, "Although the night watchman's domain does not cover this place, there are still not many dark and evil things that dare to offend here." "They dig holes when they see them, and when they instinctively sense something is wrong, it's too late to run away." Lao Mo explained, "Even if I don't kill them, they won't survive if they get in here, but if I don't kill them, they will pester us and bite us like crazy, which is quite annoying."
In the depths of the corridor, a claustrophobic iron door gradually appeared in the dim view.
The wind that penetrated through the door gently floated the sign hanging on the door, making a crisp "clang" sound from time to time. The reverberating wind raged in the world behind the door, making some "woo-woo" sounds, like someone crying.
"Anyway, I'm not very clear about some things. I'd better ask the night watchman if there's any danger. Of course, the night watchman may not know us." As Lao Mo spoke, he had already walked to the iron gate.
As he got closer, Lin Yi found that there were some chiseled lines on the iron piece, like some kind of ancient symbols.
Lao Mo stretched out his hand and touched the iron piece lightly, and murmured in his mouth: "This is the motto in "The Iron Rule of the Night Watch". It probably means, "A tower without a bell shines brightly, and the sound is so loud that it shakes the world.""
"'A tower without a bell'?"
"No clock, no end, no beginning and no end... This is the creed that the night watchmen have adhered to for generations. From that unknown era when time was almost unrecorded, they have been guarding it until one day in the future..."
"No beginning and no end..." Lin Yi murmured to himself, reaching out and gently touching the iron piece.
When his palm touched the iron piece, a crisp sound sounded in his mind, and then the second and third...
"Ding! Ding! Ding..."
The sound was like someone hitting some kind of iron piece with a hammer in a cave. It was so rhythmic that Lin Yi's fingers subconsciously clicked lightly on the iron piece.
At this moment, the vision in front of him flickered without warning. In the intertwined vision of light and shadow, he seemed to see a scene...
He saw a thin figure forging something next to the stove. Every time he struck it, some marks appeared on the iron piece. When he slowly drew his attention closer to the iron piece, he found that the marks on the iron piece were gradually corroded, as if they had been baptized by countless years.
Soon, the piece of iron in front of him became exactly the same as the piece he saw in front of him now.
He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he had escaped from the vision, and now he happened to have his face pressed against the piece of iron...
"You are so close... Do you know this kind of writing?" Lao Mo asked.
Lin Yi shook his head: "I don't know."
He did not say anything about the thin figure he saw blacksmithing. After all, that scene... seemed to be just a scene.
Lao Mo stopped asking any more questions and began to think of ways to open the door.
Lin Yi on the side began to ponder. Among all the visions, this one was the least dangerous, and of course, the least informative...
"It's really strange..."
At this moment, Lao Mo slowly opened the door.
With a sharp scratching sound that made the roots of your teeth sore, this thick, rusted iron door was slowly pushed open...
h (End of this chapter)