typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 336 Bandstand and DJ Lu Zhengkang

Lu Zhengkang took Serana to the Elven Fang Ruins, which was connected to Black Drop. He came with Jonas at first, but this time his target was the mechanism that opened the passage.

This is a four-sided brass platform. The bottom is four feet and three inches long on all four sides. The top is three feet long on all four sides. It is one and a half feet high. The four sides are fence boards. Inside is a sound structure.

, there is a steam pipe at the bottom connected to the boiler pipe of the ruins, which was separated by Lu Zhengkang.

In the following days, Lu Zhengkang planned to study this thing carefully. In addition, the copper ball used to decipher the Elder Scrolls in Zach's Tower also made him very curious. However, this thing was too important, so he could not

After it was disassembled like this, Lu Zhengkang planned to explore the remaining Dwemer ruins and find a similar copper ball machine.

Serana was playing the lute recently. She said that she also received orthodox music education when she was young, that is, an aristocratic private tutor. Although the development of music back then was still very primitive, art was often not

Chasing novelty, on the contrary, all retro-style tunes can make people's eyes brighten and make them feel the same.

Serana: "Legend has it that Nirn's first musical instrument was made from the body of a beautiful maiden, who was torn into pieces by the mad god who walked the earth. The sinews were made into a lute, and the skull and femur were made into

It’s scary to think about using drums and leg bones as flutes.”

Lu Zhengkang just said nothing. He stood in front of the brass music table, put the spherical tuner into the groove, and then fiddled with the crystal plate, like a DJ playing discs.

The internal structures of the Dwemer Music Station are multiple, including steam power systems, mechanical transmission structures, magic structures, photosensitive components, sound generators, etc., which makes Lu Zhengkang scratch his head.

Although the interior is extremely complicated, the actual external operating components are very simple. They are four nested and overlapping brass machine balls. They are cut off along the top of the music stand to reveal an onion-like layered surface. The middle copper ball

It is intact and inlaid with blue crystal, which is part of the photosensitive component.

The copper ball can rotate and move, which is equivalent to triggering the button to adjust different angles and positions. This process will drive the mechanical group inside the music station to record information, and then convert it into different notes and even tones through the tuner. If

To make an analogy to this thing, it is really similar to a synthesizer. The sound effect is set through copper balls, and then the signal is processed by the tuner, and then the internal system converts the mechanical information into sound information.

The exposed parts of the three copper balls with parts cut off are three copper rings with marked points. These three rings are the note area. The copper ball inlaid with crystal in the middle is used to control the volume, audio and other information.

The tuner can record a complete tune, just like a memory card, so that a complete piece of music can be played back.

Of course, the music of the Dwemer is not ordinary music, but magical energy resonance music, which sounds very high-end. In fact, it is indeed a sunny and snowy music, with high and low-key music.

Listening to resonant music requires a high quality of the listener. He must be a genius who is very sensitive to magic energy, and must have a considerable degree of taste ability and imagination to appreciate its artistic beauty. A fool can only hear reeds.

Vibrating mechanical sounds, but turning a deaf ear to the vast melody hidden behind it, like the stars in the deep sky, the general public will be at a loss as to the expressive content of the music.

Not long ago, Lu Zhengkang regretted that he had no leisure interest in life, but now he has become a musician.



After leaving Yinger's Tomb, Lu Zhengkang and his wife went to Windhelm City. They heard that it had been snowing intermittently for three months. Most of the time it was cloudy, and only a few days were sunny.

It is not that the sky is clear and clear, with flowing clouds lingering in the sky.

One of them is a lycanthrope and the other is a vampire, so they always put on some disguises outside.

Lu Zhengkang was wearing a long cloak and robe. He was so tall that it was intimidating. His arms were too long and his fingertips could rest on his knees when he stood up straight. Even though his expression was gentle, he was still difficult to get close to.

Serana changed out of the vampire's iconic black and red leather armor, put on a comfortable and thick purple down-core cotton coat, and wore a stupid ice-white wolf fur felt hat. In addition, in order to cover her scarlet eyes, she also wore

I got a silver enchanted flower-engraved mask. Although it didn't have eye holes, it actually had a very good field of vision and a full range of colors.

Dressed like this, they were considered strangers, and they were questioned by the guards before entering. Serana's Nordic was not very good, so Lu Zhengkang explained it, confusing the imperial soldiers from Cyrodiil.

Soldier: "Are you Nords?"

Lu Zhengkang: "Yes."

Soldier: "She too?" He said, pointing to his eyes.

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "You can see the road, don't worry."

Soldier: "What is your purpose in coming to Windhelm City?"

Lu Zhengkang: “Let’s have fun and visit.”

Soldier: "I have seen many young people like you, relying on their own strength, come to the lord and ask to join his guard, but I do not recommend you to do that, remember my advice."

Lu Zhengkang: "Can we go in?"

The soldier gave way.

Every city in Skyrim has its own characteristics. Of course, this refers to the prosperous cities, because the poor places are all the same ugly ones. Places like Sammor, Morningstar City, and Winterhold all look the same.

If the temperament of Dugu City is melancholic, the temperament of Xueman is enthusiastic, the temperament of Markas is manic and depressive, and the temperament of Rift Valley is sinister, then the temperament of Feng Helm is repressive and iron-blooded. This tall, ancient

In Stone City, the huge red iron gate can be thirty feet high. Not to mention Lu Zhengkang, even two giants stacked on top of each other can come in with great arrogance.

Thick pale snow flakes were piled up everywhere, covering all surfaces. The snow piles were high on both sides of the street. Some people wearing linen clothes were shoveling the snow into the buckets of trucks and transporting it out of the city to throw away the gray and black stones.

The gloomy weather under the clouds reflected a solemn glimmer of light. Even during the day, fires and braziers were burning all over the city. Some thinly dressed wanderers, beggars, old people, disabled people, and children gathered around the fire.

Keep warm by the pile.

There are two groups of people responsible for guarding, one is the imperial soldiers wearing brown leather armor, and the other is the Stormcloak Army wearing blue leather armor. The latter is the bodyguard of Lord Ulfric. They have become famous recently, and many young people

They all came to defect, and as for the former, those were the garrison troops sent by Cyrodiil, responsible for monitoring the movements of Windhelm City, and would carry out suppressive operations at critical moments.

The two groups are incompatible with each other and have verbal conflicts from time to time.

Lu Zhengkang: "It seems that the crisis is inevitable."

Serana: "What crisis?"

"war."

"Ha, isn't this kind of drama very normal for Nord people?"

"That makes sense."

The best tavern in Windhelm is of course Candleforge, and the owner will explain the origin of the name to curious guests.

"The candle on the stove was lit a hundred and fifty years ago and has not been extinguished to this day. At that time, the building belonged to a great warrior named Vonderheim. After he died in the battlefield, his son David Cote lit the candle

To commemorate the glory of my father, look, brothers, this is history, the pride of the Nords."

His words caused several Nords on the first floor of the tavern to cheer, and then those upstairs also cheered. The atmosphere was lively, but people of other races fell into an awkward silence.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next