Crown of Silence

Chapter 293 On the Shoulders of Giants (Part 2)

Soon, the current stored in the long cones of ‘Mary’ was exhausted, and the six long cones on the verge of collapse finally stopped, burned into a red color, and hissed.

Many of the internal springs fell apart and burned completely at the moment of stopping. And the ethereal and beautiful girl's singing gradually became intermittent, until finally, it disappeared hoarsely.

It was as if the spirit living in it had died.

And the ape ghost had no bones left.

Newton got up from the ground, picked through the ashes in his pocket, and smiled when he found an unfinished cigarette. Charles, the lackey, came up to light it cleverly.

He narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, looked up and asked: "The demonstration is over, do you have anything else to say?"

The whole audience was silent.

No one spoke.

Everything that happened here tonight has impacted their three views, subtly shaken the education and common sense they received since childhood, and made them doubt their own eyes.

"What is that?"

Someone asked in a daze: "It's not alchemical equipment, not musicians... a simple machine that caused the resonance of the ether?"

"Yes, just like the strange phenomenon in the black zone."

Newton said lightly: "In a high-concentration ether environment, pure sound can cause changes in the ether - the loud noise when thunder strikes, the sound of the ocean tide, the dark roar from the depths of the earth... Humans use musical notes to record those sounds, because all sounds can cause the resonance of the ether.

Unless there is absolute 'silence', all sounds will definitely affect the ether - this is the 'ether effect' 'Should'.

Unfortunately, under the interference of the cult's barrier, the ether reaction in the white area was weakened to the limit, and it can only be observed with the naked eye in the black area. "

"You mean... you use a machine to release the notes?"

Someone reacted and frowned: "How do you achieve guidance and control?"

"Oh, this problem, I solved it when I was chatting with my assistant two days ago."

Newton picked his nose: "That guy said when he was bragging that one of his junior brothers couldn't sense the ether, so in order to release the notes, he forcibly memorized the key data and combination process of each syllable... It sounds stupid, Right?

So, I thought: since people can control ether without induction, why can't machines? Just let ether think that someone is guiding it... "

He paused, and laughed strangely: "Perhaps, ether doesn't need to be guided from the beginning. We just choose the one we want from the countless results caused by ether."

"Why use electricity to drive it?" Someone asked, "We started using this kind of energy generated by magnetic field cutting five years ago."

"Only in this way can it be the simplest and easiest to make and maintain, and even a fool can use it after training. What I need is the lowest cost and the widest applicability. "

Newton said lightly: "I want to make sure it becomes a benchmark, and then above the benchmark... can I continue to advance subsequent research?"

"Subsequent research!"

Everyone was stunned: What kind of subsequent research is needed? Effect enhancement? Or, in addition to this simplest movement, can he plan to make something that releases other movements?

In response, Newton just smiled, said nothing, and disdained to answer. Some people in the crowd had already changed their expressions, from shock to heavy, until finally, they were thinking solemnly.

"That's it, I won't care after the demonstration is completed. Mass production has begun, and it will be completed in five days. The Royal Music Corps should pay the money and take the things away."

He yawned and was ready to turn around and leave.

But behind him, Andre, who was looking down in thought, slowly raised his head and spoke coldly.

"Sorry."

He said, "The Royal Music Corps cannot accept this batch of results."

Newton's steps paused, and he slowly turned back, his eyes became gloomy: "Mr. Andre, it doesn't make sense to regret after placing an order.

If you can't give me an acceptable reason, then the Royal Music Corps will never think of getting any equipment from me."

Facing Newton's hidden anger, Andre just said: "It doesn't meet our requirements."

"The performance of 'Mary' has exceeded all your requirements."

Newton snorted: "It is impeccable in terms of portability and concealment, and as for ease of use , you are kidding, I, a useless ether, can use it, don't tell me that the musician can't handle it! "

"What we need is alchemical equipment, not a music box."

"Ha!" Newton laughed strangely, "Its cost is lower than alchemical equipment, and it will be even lower after mass production, and its stability is impeccable-for the same effect, why not use cheaper and better ones?

Music boxes are better than what you want! Tell me, are you stupid!"

"Mr. Newton, I believe you know very well that I don't want this kind of "inferior product". "

On the "inferior product", Andre emphasized his voice and spoke every word.

Newton was stunned, his expression changed, and after a long time he sighed, walked up with a smile, patted his shoulder, and said softly in an uncharacteristic way:

"Be good, don't make trouble. The royal family made a request, and the royal family gave an order. Now you say you don't want it, what do you mean?

Mr. Andre, you are already an adult, don't act like a child. "

Snap!

On Andre's shoulder, a string of sparks bounced up without warning, hitting Newton's palm, causing Newton's fingers to twitch. He stood up slowly, looked down at the bad old man, and said in a cold voice:

"Mr. Newton, I have tolerated your arrogance for a long time. Maybe this is a mistake. Since when did the field of musicians allow people like you to dictate?"

Newton looked up at him and suddenly laughed softly:

"You actually want to say 'trash', right?"

Everyone knows that Newton of the Royal Academy is not a musician at all. He did not even pass the apprenticeship test. He is a waste who cannot even achieve etheric induction.

He was able to reach his current position thanks to his astonishing mechanical engineering achievements and a genius mind that was unparalleled at the time. Because of this, the Holy City would give him the name of a sage before the Dark Ages.

"There is only one thing I want to tell you, Mr. Andre."

He stared at Andre and slowly raised his palm: "Only one thing."

The black long-cone Mary was slowly raised in his hand and placed in front of Andre's eyes. The sharpness of the long cone reflected the light, glowing like a burning glow.

“——Sooner or later, this kind of ‘inferior product’ that you look down on will dominate the trend of the times.

Regardless of whether you have talent or not, whether you have a teacher or not, whether you have advanced attainments or not, whether you have a noble status or not, it will send power into the hands of everyone who holds it! "

Andre frowned, and Newton put the long cone into his hand, made him hold it firmly, and whispered hoarsely in his ear:

"—Feel the power, you ignorant man!"

The veins in Andre's hand popped out, and the long awl was clenched tightly, almost as if it was about to be twisted.

He stared at Newton silently, then turned and left after a long time.

——

With Andre's sudden departure, the representatives who came to participate in the demonstration also left one after another. Until finally, Charles came back with a brand new pack of cigarettes and found that Newton was the only one in the entire underground testing site.

This bad old man just sat on the cracked ground, stroking the burned long awl in ecstasy.

"Andre is gone."

Charles threw the cigarette away: "You have offended people quite a lot today."

Newton was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Tsk, I'll give it to you if you don't want others to look down on you. Do you think he is mentally ill?"

"It's human nature. I've spent decades learning something and you've done it in a few days. Why do I still like you?"

Charles pulled out a long awl from the ground, looked at the fine melted gear inside it, and suddenly asked: "But, if we really continue to study this thing... wouldn't it sooner or later replace the musician?"

"Eh?"

Newton was stunned, "Will it?"

Charles was also stunned, "Haven't you ever thought about it?"

"Why should I think about it? Researchers only care about their own research. What does the life and death of musicians have to do with me?"

Newton spread his hands: "If I want to think about everything, why don't I become the Pope! Besides...how stupid can someone think that I can really research the follow-up stuff?"

"Uh...huh?" Ciel was petrified.

"Being able to achieve this level is already the limit of the current industry! Although I can come up with theories, theories that cannot be verified are just conjectures.

Unless the Holy City unlocks the 'Sixth Seal' and allows all countries to obtain new technologies - including research on materials and forging - it's still too early, kid. "

Newton lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "It's at least six hundred years early. This technology is at least six hundred years early. Thinking about it this way, I'm pretty good!"

"But some people are already starting to get scared."

Charles scratched his head: "Some people have a very long-term vision. What if they want to kill you?"

"I'm not afraid." Newton whistled: "Anyway, the royal family protects me, and there aren't just one or two people who want to kill me over the years. What should I be afraid of?

Aren't you the one who needs to be afraid? You are my personal assistant. "

"..."

Charles was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but cursed: "Why am I so unlucky to have such a lunatic like you!"

"As my assistant, you have to make sacrifices for research. It's best to dedicate your youth to your descendants. Now it's time for you to dedicate your life. Don't be afraid, Charles."

Newton looked at him with pity in his eyes and comforted him: "Who of you didn't come here for real? I think back then, when I was young, I was better than you... Haha, no, when I was young, I was much better than you are now!

At that time, those bad old guys from the research institute treated me like a treasure! He greets me every day for fear that I will be in a bad mood and quit. It's like asking people to give people, asking for money to give money. Even if I want to set the institute on fire, they will pour grease on me, lay out the leads, put the torch into my hand, and finally find a group of people to do it. I applaud! "

"..."

"They are all good people. It's a pity that they were unlucky and died relatively early."

After saying this, he was stunned for a moment, looking down at the cigarette ashes shaking off his hand, his eyes became lonely: "Seriously, they are the only ones in this world who really treat me as a treasure, right?

This institute is their legacy, this project is their last unfinished research, and even that pornographic book is their adult gift to me.

If you think about it carefully, there are quite a lot of things left behind by those old guys.

But what I can keep is getting less and less. "

He sighed and stopped talking.

Charles was silent for a long time, and said softly: "You drove away all the alchemists and forced the construction period to be delayed until now, ensuring that they had no room for regret and had to accept your design... Is it for this?

People with a long-term vision will understand what it really means, old man. When the time comes, they will send you to the gallows at all costs.

You have been wandering around for so many years, you don't really want to die, do you?"

Newton couldn't help laughing, put out the cigarette, and shook his head slowly.

"Charles, I said it before, the reason I succeeded is because I stepped on the shoulders of giants."

Newton pulled up the long cone, stared at the dark golden glow, and whispered softly:

"So many years have passed, and the group of giants who were willing to let me step on their shoulders are dead, but someone has to take their place to complete the unfinished journey."