The idea of ​​recreating the Dwemer Tuning Technique lingered in Lu Zhengkang's mind as soon as it appeared. He decided to start with the rune dictionary that had been unable to be deciphered and try to obtain internal information by listening. If
This was successful, which meant that the music he heard was of the same origin as the world notes emphasized by the Dwemer.
The mysteries of the world are endless. Lu Zhengkang wishes he could divide it into countless parts and study all the knowledge at the same time, but he really can't do this. And his so-called restoration of Dwemer magic is actually a difficult road. The Dwemer knowledge left in the world today is incomplete.
It was so embarrassing that Lu Zhengkang wanted to get a glimpse of the secrets in history. There was only one way to find Hermaeus Mora.
But this is another dilemma.
Lu Zhengkang thought of studying Dwemer technology in order to prove to Serana that people can live without the will of God. But if he seeks help from the Demon God of Knowledge, then it will confirm what Mora said when he met again, and he also
There was no way to escape God's trap.
Of course, all this is just Lu Zhengkang's little stubbornness. In a world with gods and destiny, it would be foolish to deny them. Lu Zhengkang is fully prepared to turn into a puppet on strings, but he still wants to give it a try after all.
"Serana, how about we ignore that revelation?"
"Baishan, I don't really want to go, but I'm afraid that fate will find me."
"If fate comes to you, I will block it."
"You're kidding again." Serana shook her head and kissed Lu Zhengkang's lips gently.
Her lips were pale and moist, like daffodils under the moonlight. The intimate rubbing made both of them feel dizzy. The world in front of them expanded and shrunk, and everything disappeared at the end of the afterglow. Everything they could see was
for lover
His face is infinitely radiant, the surging blood in his heart is trembling in the tube cavity, and in the nerve endings, small joys are rising, like fireworks in the night. The beautiful scenery seems fleeting, but the starry sky is eternal and eternal.
"I love you, Baishan, so let me receive the revelation, okay?"
"No." Lu Zhengkang smiled, "I will not allow you to leave the Pure Land until you change your mind."
"Are you imprisoning me?"
"I'm protecting you."
"When you said this to me, did you think I would be deceived so easily?"
"I want you to see my determination and think of it as doing me a favor, okay?"
Serana gave Lu Zhengkang an angry slap, so lightly that it was like a breeze blowing on his face. Lu Zhengkang looked at Serana calmly, so Serana slapped him again, this time harder, Serana
Lana covered her hands and said, "Your skin is so thick!"
"Well, I know."
…
Zach's Tower.
Lu Zhengkang put the Fangdian into the slot, and the activated block secret code parts popped open and floated, revealing the blue core inside.
Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes, leaned in front of Fang Dian, and listened carefully.
A cold and spacious water piano tune sounded, and slowly, a fantasy and joyful special effect sound with a synthesizer emerged from underneath, replacing the water piano sound. After about half a minute of sound, the sound of squeaking electricity appeared, and there was a crackling sound.
The sound of steam pushing is like a broken semiconductor recording factory noise playing at full blast.
A baritone sounded vaguely, speaking in Dwemer language, "Tune...the sixty-eighth...heart, very good...summon...make..." He was narrating very calmly,
"Failed... It's normal... The 6851st tuning begins..."
The voice also subsided, followed by a dragon language, which meant: "devouring the dead...the dragon of the end...death is the real end..."
The dragon's whisper also subsided, and Lu Zhengkang could no longer hear any sound.
The dictionary has been closed and the messages inside have been read.
Continuing, Lu Zhengkang put the ancient scroll into the machine and began to interpret it.
…
It was the New Year, and Lu Zhengkang had a dinner with the residents of Winterfort in the tavern. By the way, Jonas was asked to prepare a few banquets in the academy and invite all the mages to celebrate the New Year.
This carnival moment will last until the end of the Morning Star Month.
It is now 4e187. Lu Zhengkang knows that in another thirteen years, the plot of The Elder Scrolls 5 will officially begin. These thirteen years will be the last peaceful days. When Alduin is born and the Skyrim Civil War breaks out, Jonas
His journey is about to begin, and no matter where Lu Zhengkang goes, it will be difficult to stay out of this storm.
Serana was dissatisfied with Lu Zhengkang's restriction, so our Mr. Gourmet proposed a compromise plan, which was to take Serana around the world, explore ruins, and experience the local customs in the city. Everything was wonderful, but
However, to the detriment of the people of Winterhold, the food store they cherish so much may be completely closed down.
Sure enough, when Lu Zhengkang announced the news at the banquet, everyone wailed, and the alcoholic Lanmir cried especially loudly, "How can I live without your vodka!"
Ignoring these guys, Lu Zhengkang left Jonas and Dilo alone in the academy, and after telling them not to relax in their martial arts, he took Serana and left Shi Shiran on his motorcycle.
There were several tasks that had been piled up for a long time in the task log, and Lu Zhengkang almost forgot about them.
[Quest: Coral Dragon Claw]
Mission 1 (unfinished): Go to Ingel Peak
[Mission: Revenge]
Mission 1 (unfinished): Sneak into Ximu Town.
[Miscellaneous]: There is a chance to help Azula find lost items.
It just so happened that Lu Zhengkang set his first stop at the Inger Peak. This peak and the tomb were both named after Inger. This Inger was a relative of Isgramor. When the ancient Nords came from Art,
When Mora migrated to the sky, the ship led by Inger was frozen in the sky by the sea monster.
Amidst the huge waves, it is said that Isgramor rushed to the sea alone to fight the sea monster. The bad weather lasted for a month. Inger's body was buried in the most traditional Atmora custom.
Gramor slaughtered and burned countless sirens in mourning for his people.
The Nords are called the Children of the Sky, and Ingel was the first Son of the Sky to be buried on this land.
In the year-round wind and snow, there is a simple and ancient stone gate standing in front of the huge rock protruding from the coast. There is an offering plate in front of the totem pole piled with stones, and some frozen tributes are placed neatly. The Nords value honor.
Never forget any ancient hero.
Entering the tomb from the passage under the boulder, passing through the deep blue ice cracks, they came to a building passage. The brazier next to the entrance had long been extinguished, and a blue ball of pure light jumped out of it, jumping around Lu Zhengkang.
, like a restless puppy.
Serana sighed, "The Nord ruins, this thing is older than me. I wonder if the ghouls are as stupid as the ones I saw when I was a child."
After passing through the passage, there is another crack in the ice. This ruins is already in a semi-collapsed state. Lu Zhengkang sometimes needs to dig through the ice to continue moving forward. Along the way, there are some iron coffins and other equipment, and there are also blue and blue light balls inside. They
They all jumped out and jumped around the deer, which was very cute.
Serana: "Are there no corpses? These light balls are so interesting. I can see some pure obsessions. They seem to be the remnants of some spirits."
There are such light balls all over the ruins, in the corpse cabinets and burial urns. As soon as they sense Lu Zhengkang, they will jump out and jump around him.
The door of the mechanism in the middle of the tomb is closed. Lu Zhengkang rarely chose to open the mechanism instead of violently breaking the door.
Chapter completed!