Crown of Silence

Chapter 643 The Nature of Ether

——Mass-produced surgical silencer.

It was an outdated product that had been eliminated for fifty years. At that time, I also had a set of these things in my spine, which blocked my path as a musician.

It was originally just a failed experiment, but he didn't expect that in Newton's hands, this thing would be used as a stabilizing bolt.

It is like a mechanical safety valve. Once the music theory is disturbed, it will activate itself, cutting off the ether cycle and ensuring its own integrity to the greatest extent.

"You're awesome."

Ye Qingxuan sighed, looked away, and casually took the half of the arm armor from Newton's hand: "What's going on?"

"not enough time."

Newton shook his head, "There will always be calculation errors on some notes. It's okay to run one music course alone, but if two music courses are run in parallel, problems will arise.

At present, we are still limited to the basics of major and minor chords, and there is no way to go further. "

Ye Qingxuan frowned, "If it can only be limited to a single line, it will always be at the level of an apprentice. The restriction of duet cannot be solved, and most of the movements may not be usable."

Newton rubbed his forehead: "Lack of computing power is a big problem."

"It's not just about calculations, Newton, you've gone astray."

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly remembered the first lesson he learned at the Royal Conservatory of Music. What Abraham once said to him that afternoon.

Ether is the messenger, guiding the rebellious son back to the source...

Musicians, to a certain extent, are messengers of the Great Source.

"Newton, movement is 'language'. Give up your original views. You need to change a new perspective." Ye Qingxuan said: "Although language itself is art, it has its own rules. You must find the most suitable method. ”

"What can you do?" Newton asked.

This was out of his professional scope, and Ye Qingxuan had more say here than him.

"What can I do?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled, remembering himself back then: "Try it one note at a time. I have given you all the note data from the classical period. Let's start with the Equal Temperament."

For any apprentice, "The Well-Tempered" is an irreplaceable introductory manual, which uses "fugue" as a format to analyze music theory in a simple and easy-to-understand manner.

It can be said to be a grand avenue.

For the Ethernet, it also has reference value.

"Let me do it? Are you sure?"

After hearing what Ye Qingxuan said, Newton was still confused and had no idea where to start. This was a job of finding a needle in a haystack, like exploring a dark wilderness with his eyes closed.

Moreover, Ye Qingxuan also gave him the responsibility for this matter, which made him want to vomit blood:

"I'm not a musician."

"It's precisely because you're not a musician that you can do it."

Ye Qingxuan said calmly: "Not even I can do it, nor any musician can do it."

Newton's position in the Ethernet is undoubtedly the chief engineer who turned the entire system into reality. To a certain extent, he is the most orthodox 'musician' under this system.

The first musician of the Ethernet.

This is a new field that needs people like him to pioneer.

Any old ideas here will only become obstacles.

Just like the 'obstacle of knowledge' when a musician advances, the more he thinks about it, the more mistakes he makes. Only those who best understand the structure of the Ethernet and have no idea of ​​the old system can grasp its key.

Newton was completely blank slate in this area, and his outstanding talents and abilities ensured that he could achieve something.

Newton understood a little bit about Ye Qingxuan's meaning, but his expression was still solemn.

Seeing his confused look, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but shake his head, smile, and wave:

"follow me."

With that said, he took Newton and walked up the elevator.

After going straight to the sixth floor, Ye Qingxuan took Newton to the upper research department, but he took Newton into a corridor that he had never seen before.

Newton looked around in astonishment, only to find that he had never been here before. He didn't even know when such a corridor appeared.

And along the way, the scale of the buildings here is even one-fifth the size of a research institute. Among the researchers, Newton didn't even know any of them.

After passing through three levels of levels, Newton couldn't help but sigh: "Is this really my research institute?"

Ye Qingxuan glanced at him and said in a meaningful tone:

"It was."

——

The silent room was spotless except for a heavy steel structure.

There was a creature that was as tall as half a man placed in the center of the room, and there was nothing else. It's like an entire room was built specifically to house it.

"Where is this?" Newton asked.

"The newly established optical department due to orders from the Navy aims to develop a new generation of observation systems. At present, the ranges of warships from various countries are getting farther and farther, and the original observation methods have become difficult to detect traces of the enemy earlier. If we stop moving forward, If so, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to break into the enemy’s range in the future.”

When Ye Qingxuan said this, he couldn't help but shrug: "But I appropriated part of it to meet my personal purposes, which is the observation mirror in front of you."

"Viewing glass?"

Newton walked around the thing a few times and looked back at him: "The room is so small, where can I observe it?"

"Of course it is used to observe smaller places." Ye Qingxuan replied: "As a musician from the Revelation faction, do I need it to help me find enemies?"

Newton was speechless.

"In fact, the technical content of the whole machine is not high, and the cost is low. More than 90% of the money is spent here."

Ye Qingxuan took out an iron box from the cabinet below and slowly opened it, revealing that it was lying in layers of sponges and silk, and was wrapped in dozens of layers of... glass sheets inside and outside.

Newton thought about it for a while, and then it suddenly dawned on him.

The idea of ​​a microscope has long been there, but due to the limitations of materials and harsh processes, it is difficult to achieve greater observation accuracy, and there is no need.

The current multiples have exceeded the technical requirements, and it is meaningless to go higher. No one's money is blown by the wind. It is not too late to continue to burn it when the technology develops to the point where a higher multiple is needed.

Therefore, people like Ye Qingxuan who are full and have nothing to do are really exceptions among exceptions.

"How is the effect?" Newton was also a little interested. He had a strong curiosity about research in any field.

"It's unexpectedly good."

Ye Qingxuan installed all the lenses and carefully adjusted them: "It exceeds the current limit of the observation mirror and can observe smaller units below 1 micron..."

"Pure mechanical engineering and optics?" Newton saw it and frowned: "For the same price, it would be more cost-effective to use the alchemical matrix to assist, right?"

Sometimes, he had to admit that in some aspects, the ability of musicians was much more useful than mechanical engineering and material science.

"There is no way to use the alchemical matrix, you will know later."

Ye Qingxuan finished the adjustment, carefully filled a glass slide into the slot, and then slowly stepped back:

"Come and take a look."

Newton glanced at him in confusion, walked towards the observation mirror, and put his pupil close to the lens.

Silence came.

At that moment, the quiet silver-white.

It was as if heavy snow covered everything, but the snowflakes were metallic in color. Even if it exceeded the current limit of technology and could observe the scale below one micron, it still could not capture the true appearance of that piece of silver-white.

Only their vague outlines can be vaguely captured.

It is like countless square metal particles laid flat on one place, fitting tightly together. Even at such a fine scale, it is still surprisingly smooth.

Newton first thought that this was a new material, but then he denied this idea.

Absolutely not.

No known substance can achieve such an effect, such a tight combination and such regular crystallization, even the lapis lazuli refined to the limit by alchemists cannot do it!

A substance never seen before!

Newton was shocked by what he saw, raised his head and looked at Ye Qingxuan.

"What metal is this?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled and shook his head, "Look again."

Newton lowered his head, but the scene he saw became completely different again. The original square crystal structure disappeared, replaced by a hexagonal honeycomb structure that fit each other...

Then, it turned into an array of countless scales.

He took a deep breath and looked again, but this time the result was completely different.

Newton felt a burning pain on his face.

That was ecstasy.

Joy was like countless tiny steel needles piercing his face.

That was the tiny pain when blood rushed to his head and burst the capillaries.

His heart beat faster than ever before.

A brand new material, a substance of unknown nature, a... miracle crystal!

He was stunned for a long time, raised his head stiffly, and looked at Ye Qingxuan, the young man who constantly brought him more shocks.

"What on earth is this?"

Ye Qingxuan, who was leaning in the corner, smiled, took off the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and flicked the ashes on the ground.

"The essence of ether."

He answered softly.

"This is absolutely impossible!!!"

In an instant, Newton was struck by lightning and denied it out loud.

How could it be ether!

- Ether exists, but it cannot be observed.

This is the iron rule among musicians, even Newton, a half-baked layman, knows it!

Since ancient times, countless musicians have hoped to understand the nature of ether. They have tried all kinds of methods to observe it, but still cannot capture the true appearance of ether, and it is difficult to find the essence of miracles from the countless complicated phenomena.

What people can observe is nothing more than the phenomenon produced by the gathering of a large amount of ether.

No one has ever seen what ether is and what it looks like.

It is too small, so small that it is difficult for humans to observe. And it moves rapidly, never stopping for a moment, like lightning galloping through the night. Who can really capture the existence of "lightning particles"?

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