The date of the auction was getting closer and closer. Kevin Lin was more anxious than Fang Zhao every day, but he was also worried that pressing Fang Zhao too hard would put more pressure on him and affect the quality of his work, so he could only wait helplessly at the side.
Bie Liao laughed at Kevin Lin in private. The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuchs are anxious. However, they were also looking forward to the auction. They had been offline for too long and could not connect to the home planet's network like Kevin Lin. The base's internal network could not be considered a network. Every day, they could only watch military and political news. It was a closed environment, and the information they could obtain was limited.
Riode asked Bie Liao, "I heard that Fang Zhao is preparing a broken tooth with music scores engraved on it. Do you think it will sell?"
"It should be? Didn't Kevin Lin say that the songs Fang Zhao composed were all very expensive? There will definitely be people who will buy it, "Bie Liao said uncertainly.
It was not that they were looking down on Fang Zhao, but they really did not understand this aspect. In any case, if it were them, they would definitely not spend money on a beast tooth, even if it had heavenly sounds engraved on it.
But no matter what, Fang Zhao was a member of Outpost 23. If Fang Zhao's stuff really sold for a high price, they could bask in some glory. In the future, when they gathered with their comrades from other outposts to brag, they could even show off.
"Say, if Fang Zhao's auction item sells for a high price, will our outpost get a tenth?" Riode asked.
"How about I make an application?" Now that Riode had brought it up, Bie Liao also had some ideas. After all, the money from the auction would be invested in planet Baiji's construction. The base would definitely not be short of money, so it would depend on how the various outpost teams would fish.
Seeing that Bie Liao had the same idea, Riode continued to persuade him in a low voice. "I heard from Kevin Lin that every one of Fang Zhao's previous works is worth no less than that."
"Ten million? The rumors are true? That way, even if we get a tenth, a million, we can still get quite a lot of equipment. " Now that Bie Liao was the captain, he felt like he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. Especially after the terrorist attack, he especially agreed with the saying "falling behind means getting beaten up." Getting more equipment, even if development teams came to the outpost area in the future, they would still have some confidence.
There was a limit to the equipment issued by the top, but no one would complain about having too much. Occasionally, they would apply for some extra equipment. They could not always count on others.
He had to guard his own territory more firmly.
Whether or not he could get it was one thing, but whether or not he could fight for it was another. How would he know if he didn't try?
Thus, after Bie Liao and Riode finished their discussion, they immediately wrote an application and handed it over. Their words were so sincere that those who heard it were shocked and those who heard it would cry. Don Liao's limited knowledge was all spent on complaining to the leaders about being poor. Before the auction started, he had to fight for as many benefits as possible.
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Next to the outpost, outside the safety fence of the experimental plot, there was a tree that had been growing for who knew how many years.
Fang Zhao sat leaning against a tree branch, holding a notebook and pen in his hands as he scribbled and drew.
The survey was over, and the engineers had already returned to the base to report. Fan Lin had also entered the laboratory. The outpost team no longer needed to escort them into the forest. Other than flying the patrol aircraft around the outpost's perimeter a few times every day, they stood guard and expanded the outpost.
A new batch of sentries had been assigned here, and the number of sentries was doubled. Everyone was getting along quite well.
A few sentries who had no missions were playing cards not far from Fang Zhao. There were very few electronic devices for entertainment here, so they could only use some older forms of entertainment to enrich their lives.
When the new batch of sentries had just arrived at the outpost, there were people who came over to ask for Fang Zhao's autograph. It wasn't that they were idol-chasing, but they had relatives who were fans of Fang Zhao's and had specially asked them to get Fang Zhao's autograph and send it back.
A few people were playing cards under the shade of a nearby tree. After a round, some of them glanced at Fang Zhao, who was still up on the tree, and started discussing in low voices.
"What is he writing?"
"I don't know. Probably a diary."
"There are really people who write diaries during military service? I persevered for a few days before I stopped writing. "
"Why did I hear that he was composing?"
"Shut up, you guys. Don't you know that his nickname is' Diting Ear '? Don't think he can't hear you if you speak so softly. "
The few of them stopped gossiping and started playing cards again.
Under the cloudy and sunny skies, the wind blowing in the distance was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. It carried with it moisture and sweat, mixed with the smell of mud, grass, and tree leaves.
All around him, every chirp of insects, the flapping of wings, the rustling of leaves, and the chirping of birds and beasts could be heard. It was the season when all living things grew, and it was filled with the vitality of normal life.
Fang Zhao's exceptional hearing allowed him to hear the sounds of the distant river blocked by the forest. In his mind, it was as if he could imprint the splashes of aquatic animals leaping out of the water.
There was none of the impetuous anxiety of the Period of Destruction. Even though there were dangers, there was an additional sense of the tranquility of nature that the people of the Period of Destruction had yearned for.
Every sound seemed to carry musical notes that were transmitted to Fang Zhao's mind. The tip of his pen scribbled on the paper notebook.
This time, Fang Zhao had chosen a more "light" musical style, lacking the heaviness of an "epic." This was the sort of tranquil music he had chosen after arriving on planet Baiji and arriving at Outpost 23. He had filtered out the sounds of the mountains and forests, as well as the sounds of all living creatures.
After making some amendments, Fang Zhao transcribed the score, but he switched it back to the musical notation commonly used in the New Era and not the musical notation that only he could understand.
Fang Zhao did not need an instrument. He could play this piece countless times in his mind.
By the time he came down from the tree, it was already past noon. Kevin Lin's side had already started afternoon training. Fang Zhao glanced over and walked into the outpost. He arrived at the equipment management office and took out the engraving machine.
Fang Zhao had spent six days revising the score he had composed. Today was the seventh day. He had already finished his revisions and had begun engraving.
During the Period of Destruction, many people liked to use the teeth or bones of beasts they had killed to make special decorations. Children born during the Period of Destruction also loved these kinds of decorations. They represented ferocity and courage.
Fang Zhao only had to weigh and take a look to determine whether a beast's tooth was suitable for engraving. The beast's tooth that had been broken by a bullet was the kind that was suitable for engraving.
He used a special cleaning fluid to wash away the blood and dirt on the broken tooth. After polishing and polishing the sharp edges and corners of the broken tooth, he could engrave words on it.
The beast's tooth lacked the baleful aura and bloodthirst of a ferocious beast, but it still had a primitive aura.
The engraving machine was not big, but it was compact and practical. Fang Zhao only needed to set the engraving area and then write the score on the writing board.
Fang Zhao wrote every stroke very seriously. The engraving machine's knife carved out each note on the beast's tooth. Every stroke was exactly the same as what Fang Zhao had written, just much smaller. The strength Fang Zhao used on the writing board would affect the depth of the engraving knife on the broken tooth.
With the help of the machine, the score was quickly engraved.
When Fang Zhao returned, Kevin Lin was not lying there like a corpse. Instead, he was hugging his video camera and waiting. When he saw Fang Zhao, he asked in anticipation, "Is it done?"
When Kevin Lin had returned from military training, he had heard that Fang Zhao was in the equipment management office and knew that Fang Zhao was engraving words there. He had wanted to go over and film, but he was worried that he would disturb Fang Zhao and affect the engraving, so he could only wait in the room.
"It's done." Fang Zhao took out the beast's tooth with the engraved score.
Kevin Lin carefully took the box containing the beast's tooth, opened it, and slowly placed it on the table. Then, he started taking pictures.
However, he used a different filming method. The music score on the beast's tooth was very blurry, so only a few slightly clearer notes could be seen.
Kevin Lin showed Fang Zhao the pictures he had taken. "Take a look. Are these okay?"
"Sure." Fang Zhao didn't find anything inappropriate. He also knew what Kevin Lin was planning.
The next day, when Fang Zhao sent the broken tooth with the engraved score to the base, Kevin Lin went online and logged onto his social media platform. He uploaded the pictures of the beast's tooth taken from various angles.
"Fang Zhao used seven days to make it. His new work is engraved on it. He carved it himself ~ It has already been sent to the base."
With the help of the machine, the notes were handwritten by Fang Zhao, so it could be considered a personal engraving.
After Kevin Lin posted it, he did not say anything else. There should be an explanation for the footage from the jungle that channel S5 had previously shown. Fang Zhao had picked up the broken tooth to make it into an auction item. Now, he had made it, and he had even engraved a new score on it. A new, never-before-seen score!
This meant that whoever won the bid for this broken tooth would get the new score.
How was the new score? How was the quality? Besides Fang Zhao, perhaps only the person who had won the bid for the tooth would know.
But many people were not optimistic.
After all, Fang Zhao was still a newcomer. Although he had works in the composing circles, he did not have much, and he did not have much foundation.
"How much can this tooth be sold for?" someone asked. This was what the masses wanted to know the most.
"Let's wait for a professional to appraise it."
There were professionals in this field online. Some old masters who had worked in auction houses for many years finally had a place to put their skills to use.
They would evaluate the value of an auction item from many aspects. Not only did they have to consider the quality of the item itself, where it was produced, the status of the creator, the commercial value, and so on, they also had to consider other factors.
In the end, they came up with a conclusion. This item that Fang Zhao had taken out would be valued at 30 million to 50 million at planet Baiji's auction. None would be less than 30 million.
When this estimate was announced, it received a lot of skepticism.
"Isn't this a little too high?"
"Just this beast's tooth with some engraved score is worth 30 to 50 million? Nonsense! "
"Who was that guy last year, and he was the best actor? A small jade pendant only fetched over 50 million. Fang Zhao can't possibly be on the same level as the best actor, right?"
"Exactly, hype! Definitely hype! "
"The appraiser has been bribed?"
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