Chapter 360: The Secret of the Music Box

Chapter 360: The Secret of the Music Box

Chapter 360 The Secret of the Music Box
"The first apostle... "Designer"... Amon?" Lin Yi muttered, as if he wanted to chew these words to pieces. However, what really shocked him was not the title of the first apostle, but the tangible "results" -

"The one who built more than 90% of the Black Moon Outpost?!"

Lao Mo said quietly, "Strictly speaking, the Black Moon Outpost was designed by him, but according to the records in the Code, during the actual construction phase, the "Star Builder" and "Godcrafter" and other apostles made subtle adjustments based on certain circumstances, which made the Black Moon Outpost different from Amon's original design."

"That period of time was too long ago. We can only find a few words of records in the law code, and there is no way to verify the true situation at that time."

"But objectively speaking, if we just say 'Amon is the designer of the Black Moon Outpost', there is nothing wrong with that."

Lin Yi was even more shocked, but he didn't know why, the title "Star Builder"... although it was the first time he heard it, he somehow felt an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if he had known this title before.

"It's amazing, I never thought that this Black Moon Outpost was designed by one person..." Lin Yi had a preconceived notion that the Black Moon Outpost was designed by the concerted efforts of many apostles.

"He designed it, and many apostles worked together to build it. After all, his main job is design." Lao Mo shook his head slightly, and said something shocking. "But if you think that Amon is just a designer, then you are wrong. Almost all the ships used by the apostles to explore the sea were designed by him."

"His design works include but are not limited to architecture, as well as some special works of art, such as..."

“The music box.”

Lin Yi's mind was slightly moved.

Lao Mo said, "That music box... from design to finished product, no one else was involved. It was designed and created by Amon himself."

The wind in the corridor was whirring, and the candlelight was swaying, as if some strange and twisted shadows were drawn in the corridor. It seemed that just talking about Amon's existence was enough to cause some strange phenomena to occur in the art building.

"'Amon's Music Box' is not just a broadcasting prop, it doesn't even play any sound. It was installed on the ships that went out to sea and accompanied the apostles on several voyages. After each return, Amon would upgrade and adjust it... But it was also because of this that the music box had an unimaginable pollution tolerance. Later, it seemed to be affected by the 'root' and produced some unknown, extraordinary mutations, gradually forging itself into a 'forbidden device'."

"No one has personally experienced Amon's 'horror'. His designs never have problems beyond 'design', so the people who compiled the code kept some conservative guesses about the mutation of the music box, thinking that it might be a 'design' itself - Amon's design."

"Amon collected some of the characteristics of the 'root' in his own way... Just like rubbing a stone tablet, every voyage will make the traces on the rubbing deeper. After several times, the existence of the music box has become far beyond the understanding of conventional cognition."

"The music box would occasionally start to play on its own, but there was no pattern."

"It made a sound just now when we were close... I hope it's just a coincidence."

Lin Yi pursed his lips subconsciously: "What if it's not a coincidence?"

Lao Mo turned around and squinted at him: "Your little mouth is like honey at the critical moment..."

Lin Yi quickly shrank his neck.

The two walked deeper and deeper into the corridor, and a damp and cold air gradually floated in the air.

"By the way, Lao Mo..." Lin Yi suddenly asked.

"Ok?"

"Amon... is she a girl?"

"Hmm?" Lao Mo was stunned again, "Why would you ask such a question?"

Lin Yi hesitated for a moment, but still said: "I had a hallucination in the corridor. In the hallucination, I saw a dirty little girl holding a music box... You don't know, I often have some inexplicable 'hallucinations', I would see some strange things..."

"For example, when I entered school on my first day, I saw the cliff and the night watchman on the cliff in my vision..."

"I wonder if that little girl is Amon... and is actually somewhere in the layer, watching us..."

"Hiss..." Lao Mo shuddered subconsciously and stretched out his hand to stroke his arm. "Although I am a dead man, your words still give me goose bumps on my dead body..."

"Don't say that anymore... In addition, whether Amon is a man, a woman, or something else human or non-human, the code does not record it..."

"He has a place in the code, and the code does not waste its limited words on recording what sex he is..."

"As for the little girl you mentioned..."

"I have no idea……"

"Why don't you wait until the next time you meet it and ask for its contact information so we can maintain a pen pal relationship?"

"Lao Mo..." Lin Yi's face darkened, "This is not humorous at all."

"You know it's not funny!" Lao Mo said seriously, "Boy, you already know what "Amon's Music Box" is. Now tell me, you fucking saw a little girl holding that music box and coming to you?"

"I was just praying that the thing just happened to work, and now you tell me that the thing made the sound because of you... Are you fucking Gray Mist?"

"Uh..." Lin Yi's face was ugly, and he smiled bitterly, "Don't scare me, Lao Mo..."

"You..." Lao Mo wanted to say something several times, but swallowed it back. "Forget it, your existence is beyond my understanding... When you go back later, be careful. Although I don't want to break my promise, it seems that you have a big problem yourself."

"If you see that little girl again, try to get some clues from her..."

Hearing this, Lin Yi couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Is it really possible?"

Lao Mo nodded solemnly, and the next words he said almost choked Lin Yi to death: "After asking, do everything you can to write it down, so that later people can add it to the corresponding rules in time after discovering the clues... so as to avoid cheating others."

Lin Yi's face darkened.

No, buddy, you are sure that I will not survive, and you want me to maximize my value...

"What on earth is that little girl? So scary?"

"I said I don't know, but you have to know that what even I don't know... is the real horror." Lao Mo said, "When I see the Night Watchman later, if there is a chance, I can help you ask about the situation."

"Night watchman?" Lin Yi was shocked. The three words "night watchman" appearing here were much more powerful than a life-saving straw. In the art building area, the three words "night watchman" represented absolute safety.

Because if even the night watchman cannot be guaranteed, then life and death will be left to fate. "Lao Mo, are you saying... there is a night watchman on the bell tower?"

"Otherwise, what do you think Mu Daxian was doing on the bell tower? Wouldn't it be courting death for him to go up the bell tower alone?" Lao Mo asked back.

Lin Yixin said, "Didn't you say something like "Mu Daxian is looking for death" from the beginning?" But of course he remained silent.

"That guy heard about the Night Watch from somewhere, and has been trying to find a way to become one... This time he probably went there for that purpose."

"'A path to becoming a night watchman', can art students become night watchmen?"

"Theoretically speaking, there is no way for a night watchman to be demoted. Even security guards, who are closest to night watchmen in terms of supernatural characteristics, actually have no intersection with night watchmen." Lao Mo shook his head and said, "Night watchmen... are a completely independent path. In theory, anyone who meets that path can become a 'night watchman'. Security guards can become night watchmen, but that doesn't mean they are subordinate to night watchmen..."

"Anyone can be a subordinate of the Night's Watch."

"But so far, only the old Night's Watch have fallen, and no new Night's Watch has ever been born..."

"In the history of Black Moon Outpost, there have been a total of six Night Watchmen. At most, there have been four Night Watchmen guarding Black Moon Outpost at the same time. During that time, Black Moon Outpost was indestructible."

"When the campus was established and the Black Moon Outpost was converted into an art building, there were only three night watchmen left."

"Theoretically speaking, it's because there are three vacancies for the Night Watchmen on campus that Mu Daxian went to look for them..."

"Come to think of it, last year there was a guy who wanted to get in touch with this path, but he died miserably, and many athletes were implicated..."

"In the Art Building area, whenever the gray fog invades, the Night Watchmen must use all their strength to prevent the angels from descending..."

"The art teacher uses 'light' to prevent the Laughing Angels and Nocturnal Creatures from infiltrating the art building as much as possible..."

"As for the art students, they are divided into different teams. Some, like those in the hall, will go to different areas of the art building to form matrix-reinforced layers. Some will lead the seedlings to seek shelter, and some will fight against those completely sick and twisted fanatics..."

"Of course, the route I take you on won't allow you to encounter fanatics. The pollution level here is the lowest in the entire art building..."

"Because of the night watchman?" Lin Yi asked.

"Smart." Lao Mo said, "Although the Night Watch's territory does not cover this place, there are still not many dark and evil things that dare to offend here."

"That's not right, Old Mo. Aren't there still many nocturnal creatures lurking outside the door?" Lin Yi asked. "The moment I opened the door just now, those creatures swarmed in."

"They dive into any hole they see, and by the time they sense something is wrong it's too late to run away," Lao Mo explained. "Even if I don't kill them, they won't survive if they get in here. But if I don't kill them, they'll keep biting us like crazy, which is pretty annoying."

"We're almost there..." Lao Mo said this and turned his attention to the front.

Deep in the corridor, a claustrophobic iron door gradually appeared in the dim vision.

The wind that seeped in through the door gently floated the sign hanging on the door, and from time to time a crisp "clang" sound was made. The returning wind raged in the world behind the door, making some "woooo" sounds, as if someone was crying.

"Anyway, there are some things I'm not clear about. Let's ask the night watchman whether there is any danger. Of course, the night watchman may not tell us." While Lao Mo was speaking, he had already walked to the iron gate.

As he got closer, Lin Yi discovered that there were some chiseled patterns on the iron sheet, like some ancient symbols.

Lao Mo reached out and touched the iron sheet, muttering, "This is a motto from The Night Watchman's Law. It roughly means, 'A tower without a bell, shining brightly in the dark, with a loud sound that shakes the nine seas and eight wastelands.'"

"'The Tower Without a Bell'?"

"No clock, no end, no beginning and no end... This is the creed that the Night Watchmen have adhered to for generations, from that unknown era when there was almost no record of time, to a certain day in the future..."

"Without beginning and without end..." Lin Yi muttered to himself, reaching out and gently touching the iron sheet.

"Ding!"

When his palm touched the iron sheet, a clear sound rang in his mind, followed by the second, the third...

“Ding! Ding! Ding…”

It sounded like someone hitting a piece of iron with a hammer in a cave. It was very rhythmic, and Lin Yi's fingers subconsciously began to tap the iron lightly.

At this moment, the vision in front of his eyes flickered without any warning. In that interlaced light and shadow, he seemed to see a picture...

He saw a thin figure forging something beside the furnace. With every strike, some marks appeared on the iron sheet. He slowly drew his attention to the iron sheet and found that the marks on the iron sheet were gradually corroded by rust, as if it had gone through countless years of baptism.

Soon, the piece of iron in front of him became exactly the same as the one he saw now.

He was slightly startled, and suddenly realized that he had escaped from the illusion. Now, by chance, his face was close to the piece of iron...

"You're so close... do you know this kind of writing?" Lao Mo asked.

Lin Yi shook his head: "I don't know him."

He did not mention what he had seen of the thin blacksmith. After all, that scene... seemed to be just a scene.

Lao Mo didn't ask any more questions and started thinking of ways to open the door.

Lin Yi at the side fell into deep thought. Of all the visions he had, this one was the least dangerous and, of course, the least informative...

“That’s really strange…”

At this moment, Lao Mo slowly pushed open the door.

"squeak--"

With a sharp scraping sound that made one's teeth ache, the heavy rusty iron door was slowly pushed open...

(End of this chapter)