Three days later.
Amidst the blue, between the sea and the sky, the wind and waves are calm.
The cruise ship cut through the calm sea, leaving ripples that spread in all directions. The moist sea breeze blows with a slight fishy smell, which is relaxing.
Under the afternoon sun, Ye Qingxuan leaned on the mast, squinting his eyes and looking at the end of the sky and ocean, lost in thought and concentration.
"Mr. Ye... it's very dangerous there!"
The second mate stood on the deck, looked up at him, wiped his cold sweat, and asked with a smile on his face: "Can you go down a little bit?"
At the top of the main sail, Ye Qingxuan leaned against the mast and glanced down at him.
"Do not bother me."
He said, "Just leave me alone."
"Okay, okay."
The second officer's expression stiffened for a moment, and he sighed: It's really strange for the official musicians to compete one by one. He can stay where he likes, as long as nothing happens.
I just don't know how the captain is going to deal with it, as long as he doesn't get scolded like last time.
He grimaced and was about to go back to the cabin, but he heard a voice above his head.
"besides… "
The young man stared at the sea breeze in the distance and said calmly: "The boiler in the kitchen is about to explode. Let the repairman come over within five minutes. There is still hope."
"Um?"
The second mate was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and hurriedly rushed into the cabin, shouting.
Soon there was a burst of excitement among the sailors, and after a final burst of trivial sounds, several disgraced repairmen walked out of the captain's cabin. It was obvious that they had just been scolded by the grumpy captain.
However, when they looked up to the top of the mast, their eyes became filled with awe.
In the sky, a majestic and solemn melody was echoing at the fingertips of the young man who was squinting and pretending to sleep. The majestic whirlwind rhythm rippled in the sea breeze, resounding in all directions and reaching higher into the sky.
Hard to hear.
Only countless threads of water vapor spread from Ye Qingxuan's hands and extended to the surroundings. Thousands of hazy water vapor intertwined with each other to create a beautiful light, reading and sensing all changes within a radius of several sea miles.
At this moment, all changes within a few nautical miles are under Ye Qingxuan's control.
"Bolero" - Section 10!
The water vapor threads moved with his breathing, entangled in the huge ship, and spread into the sea. As the ship moved forward, it left fine ripples on the sea.
The ripples intertwined like a heartbeat.
The rhythm is regular and rigorous, sixty times per second, no more, no less, accurate to the smallest detail.
Although the ripples were small, they spread incredibly quickly, extending to a very far distance. Soon, they returned to Ye Qingxuan's hands with feedback ripples.
One goes and one comes, forming a cycle, concise and fast.
On the mast, Ye Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes, followed his thoughts with a hoarse voice, and returned to the bridge: "Helmsman, be prepared, be careful of the mad dog wave at the nine o'clock direction, contact will be made in two minutes."
The bridge was busy, and the first mate at the helm was busy adjusting the direction. Soon, just as Ye Qingxuan said, at the nine o'clock direction, a wave of waves suddenly appeared on the calm sea and rolled towards the ship.
In the past, the helmsman could only try to accelerate with full sail, avoid the center of the impact, or passively avoid it. Only this time, with a reminder, the ship had already adjusted its direction and rushed head-on into the mad dog wave, crushing the wave and escaping the worst impact.
Until now, there was only a sound of exclamation in the cabin.
"Thank you, sir!"
Soon, the second mate climbed up the mast with a smile on his face, specially thanked him, and brought up a bottle of wine, which was obviously taken out from the captain's cold storage and was still air-conditioned.
"This is the captain's gift of thanks."
"There's no need for wine."
Ye Qingxuan said, "I would also like to thank the captain for his willingness to open up the large observation ether sphere on the ship to me. There are not many opportunities like this. It would be great if I could help."
The middle-aged second mate is a rhythm-level musician who graduated from the Apocalypse faction. He is responsible for observation and lives on the ship.
After hearing that Ye Qingxuan was a disciple of Master Abraham, who had just been decorated by His Majesty recently, he was extremely attentive along the way, serving tea, pouring water, beating his shoulders and rubbing his legs, and was very considerate.
After Ye Qingxuan proposed the idea of taking a look at the ether ball on the ship, he hesitated for a long time and went to the captain to explain. Although the second mate was scolded by the captain, with the second mate's explanation and guarantee, an external authority was finally opened to Ye Qingxuan.
Ignoring the second mate's assurance, the mere request of a formal musician was enough for him to consider carefully.
At first, he looked nervous and worried that Ye Qingxuan would mess up. Soon, he felt lucky for the wise choice he had made.
Obviously, with Ye Qingxuan's observation ability and interpretation reaction speed, the ship's speed has increased by 60% in the past two days, and it has not encountered any wind or waves.
What was originally a nerve-wracking long voyage of twenty-four hours now turned into a relaxing vacation trip... The captain almost woke up laughing in his dream.
If it weren't for Ye Qingxuan's identity as a musician, he would probably have asked Ye Qingxuan to lay the floor on the bridge and work around the clock...
"Let the Captain drink less."
Ye Qingxuan adjusted his monocle and stared at the sea level in the distance: "In a few hours, after leaving the yellow zone and entering the red zone, my sensing range will shrink."
Unlike on land, in the sea, the ether area is constantly changing like the tides.
Most of them are slightly chaotic yellow zones, sometimes they turn into red zones for silent navigation, and some places are inaccessible black zones with turbulent waves.
If you accidentally break in there, the cruise ship will be completely shut down. I pray that it can float out with the waves...
Otherwise, you can only sink in it forever and become one of the ghost ships.
Therefore, ships sailing at sea must dock regularly, or at sea, through lighthouses, obtain the latest star charts from the Holy City, avoid the complex ether turbulence at sea, and find the most stable conditions among tides and ether. the way.
Hearing what Ye Qingxuan said, the second officer took out his own small ether ball, connected it to the center in the bridge, glanced at it and breathed a sigh of relief: "According to our speed, it only takes half a day to pass through that area, Mr. Ye, don't worry. "
Ye Qingxuan nodded: "Well, you can go down."
The second mate hesitated and asked in a low voice: "For lunch..."
Ye Qingxuan stared intently at the sea level in the distance, seemingly not hearing.
In the monocle, the eyes seemed to reflect some truth, reflecting an indifferent and distant glow.
The second mate was stunned for a moment, and looked away in awe, not daring to say anything more, and crept down quietly. He just told the kitchen to work overtime and prepare food at any time, so don't neglect your lord.
…
In fact, Ye Qingxuan just didn't hear it.
He was thinking.
From Avalon to Auschwitz, it takes five days by boat, from west to north, around Burgundy, then from north to south, by railcar for a week, and finally by walking for half a month.
Almost half a circle around the human world, it is truly an unprecedented distance.
The farther away you are from Avalon, the more active the power of the ether becomes. In the first few hours, Ye Qingxuan could feel an illusion: his body was constantly releasing tiny sounds.
It's like the shackles are constantly being opened, and the strength is constantly increasing...
As the density of ether increases and the suppression of the barrier leaves, the originally suppressed power is rapidly recovering. After a full improvement of about one-third, there is actually even more room for improvement.
Although the feeling of power surging and rapidly increasing was good, in order to stabilize it, Ye Qingxuan forcibly suppressed it to one-third more than the original level, and then gradually released it little by little.
Beyond this threshold, his precise control over the aether diminishes.
Maybe some musicians would be ecstatic because of the increase in strength, but this was definitely not a good thing for Ye Qingxuan who emphasized precise control. He could only control it with all his strength.
Fortunately, the little source in the heart provides excellent assistance.
Although he was a little weak after leaving Avalon, he quickly returned to normal under the repair of massive ether, and also helped Ye Qingxuan suppress the surge in power.
Without the suppression and shackles of the barrier, while his strength increased rapidly, his sense of ether became more sensitive than ever before.
This was an excellent opportunity. Before settling down again, he had ample opportunity to reconstruct music theory and explore the propositions in the Seven Questions of a Musician.
He has been thinking about it for two or three days in a row.
The Seven Questions for Musicians is actually a musician’s summary of music theory.
Only by truly grasping the changes in music theory and the essence of the school, and deeply understanding and exploring, can we answer the questions.
Compared with the aimless search before, after pointing out a problem, he discovered many places that he had not noticed, as well as the vague areas in his original cognition.
This is a flaw left in the foundation.
The music theory of the seven factions is like a big net, starting from different directions and extending to the same destination, entangled with each other. In this process, the seven questions of the musician represent the key nodes of each school.
"The unknown place", "Between existence and non-being", "The source of dreams", "Abandon yourself"...
During repeated musical interpretations, he discovered that the distances between several propositions seemed to have shortened, gradually merging in the same direction, and being vaguely connected by some kind of force.
That kind of power showed Ye Qingxuan that these propositions were all on the same vital axis!
And that kind of power comes from blood.
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and looked at his palm.
Through the eyes of silence, he could see blood with silver ether properties flowing silently, stimulating each other, and then bursting out with faint flashes of light.
"The blood of heaven and man..."