After some observation, he quickly matched the symbols on the stone wall with the markings on the strings.
Uncle Worthless's knowledge of music theory was quite solid. He familiarized himself with the banjo in his hand and started to play the symbols.
The score was not long, and he could finish it in ten seconds. The melody sounded strange, but it was not noisy.
However, Uncle Worthless waited for five or six seconds after he finished playing, but nothing happened.
"Huh?" He was stunned. "Why is there no reaction? Did I play it wrong? "
"Let's try it again," Feng Bujue said.
"Okay, I'll try again," Uncle Worthless said and played again.
But the result was the same.
"Strange, this time it's definitely right," Uncle Worthless said.
"Looks like it's not a problem of playing the wrong note." Hong Hu adjusted his glasses. "The melody you played before and after was exactly the same, not a single note off. That means you played it right the first time."
"Then …" Uncle Worthless thought for a while. "Is it because of the way I played it?"
"Erm … That … I don't know," Feng Bujue said helplessly.
Brother Jue's memory, understanding, and reasoning skills were indeed very strong, but knowledge was the foundation of everything. Since he knew nothing about playing the banjo, there was nothing he could do.
Uncle Worthless thought for a few seconds and said, "Hmm … Wait a minute." As he said that, he changed the position of his hand and played again.
This time, before the sound of the banjo could finish, the light patterns on the stone wall suddenly lit up.
Then, an area in the middle of the stone wall started to sink.
"So I have to play the empty string …" Uncle Worthless shrugged, took the banjo off his body, and put it in his bag. "I studied the score for a long time, and it turns out I only need to play the empty string according to the order of the symbols. I don't even need to use my left hand to play the strings." He paused and said, "Wait … If that's the case, an outsider can play it too. I don't have to do it myself."
"That's true …" Flying Horse continued, "However, even if I were to follow the order of the symbols, I don't think I could succeed in one try like you did." He was quite honest. He even chuckled and said, "Hehe … Right, speaking of which, I remembered something … When I first entered the studio, I scored a zero in the music game test. I didn't even press a single note correctly."
"You sure are a genius … Even if you used your armpit to play Guitar Hero and your butt to play the dance machine, you wouldn't have gotten a zero, right?" Feng Bujue said. "And you have the gall to say something like that out loud. You even have the gall to show a smile that says you're not ashamed but proud of it …"
"What I'm more curious about is … How did Constellation, which is known as the 'Star Factory', recruit you?" Hong Hu continued.
"Isn't that simple? My test scores for other games are high." "Especially the fighting and gambling categories. They almost broke the studio's internal records."
"So that's how it is … He can fight and has a good character," Hong Hu concluded.
Chi!
Just as they were talking, the "stone door" in the middle of the stone wall suddenly descended. The moment it was completely embedded in the ground, it even let out a "chi" sound and squeezed out a lot of dust from the crack in the ground.
Atobe waved his hands twice to fan away the dust and then put away his weapon.
"It does extend upward …" Feng Bujue said as he took out the catapult and used the light to shine down the corridor. "It's about two meters tall and wide. If we run into a trap midway … it'll be hard to avoid it." He thought about it and turned back to say, "Here … I'll be the scout. The rest of you just need to line up and follow me."
"Can you explain the basis of this strategy?" Hong Hu asked. It was not that he was against Feng Bujue's plan, but the way the man talked to himself and used a commanding tone annoyed him.
"Huh?" Feng Bujue's expression said, "Are you f * cking kidding me?"
"Basis?" Brother Jue repeated. He took a deep breath and then replied, "To be more specific … it means that I am someone who is fearless in the face of danger. My reflexes are lightning fast, and my reflexes are lightning fast. I am more than qualified for the job of clearing the way here." He paused for a moment before continuing, "To put it simply … I'm bold, careful, and handsome."
"Hmm …" Hong Hu narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng Bujue for a few seconds. "I have to say … other than the 'handsome' part, I really can't find anything to refute you. Since you want to lead the way so much, then go ahead. "
The other three naturally had no opinion on who would lead the way. If someone was willing to contribute to the team and take the lead, it was a good thing. Even if this person was a narcissist, it didn't matter. After all, he was still a very strong player.
Therefore, the group soon formed a line and walked through the stone wall. From front to back, they were Feng Bujue, Flying Pegasus, Uncle Worthless, Atobe, and Hong Hu. With Brother Jue leading the way, the group moved forward at a leisurely pace and slowly entered the corridor.
The top, bottom, left, and right of the tunnel were all flat and gloomy stone walls, giving off an indescribable sense of oppression.
Without realizing it, the group fell into silence.
Along the way, the only thing they could see was the featureless stone wall that was inches away from them. The only sound they could hear was their companions' footsteps and light breathing.
No matter when they looked forward or backward, they could not tell how far they had walked.
In this kind of environment, one could not help but wonder, Am I really moving forward?
Coming in after finishing the meat … That was the right choice … Feng Bujue thought to himself. This journey is much more dangerous than it looks … It's uphill from the beginning to the end, and the slope is getting higher and higher. There are no objects of reference on the walls, and the temperature is changing subtly. It's getting colder and colder … He turned back to look at his teammates, and all he saw were pale faces. The exhaustion of Stamina increases, the sense of distance becomes blurred, and the psychological pressure … When all these conditions accumulate, the burden on the body will multiply. If we came in without eating, the additional effect of hunger will be unimaginable.
He turned back to look forward and continued to think. In this kind of situation, the person walking at the front will undoubtedly be the most tired. Because they have to be on alert for any unexpected situation, they will have to carry an additional burden on their mind.
With that in mind, Brother Jue revealed a relaxed and smug smile. Thankfully … I'm the one leading the way.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
