There is only one day left until the memorial service for Amplitude 300.
The best memorial service in the world.
In the morning, Willy Xiao opened his eyes and jumped up with this idea, rushed to the desk, and pushed down a tall stack of crystal plates.
He looked at each one carefully from left to right, and then from right to left. At this time, one of the crystal plates lit up, and text began to appear on the blank page. This excited him to the extreme. The occult scholar grabbed the board and put it in front of his eyes until the winding text reached the last paragraph and revealed a neat signature:
"Veland".
"It turns out to be Xiaowei."
Willy Shaw threw it away in disappointment. The crystallized plates were combined into a pile with a "pop" sound. Brother Yi Chaint hasn't handed in his eulogy yet, which means he hasn't returned to them yet. "Can't something really happen? Well - impossible."
He decided to still trust Zhanter's ability and his own judgment - mainly his own judgment.
Thinking of this, the occult scholar felt relaxed again. He grabbed the crystal board with Lasnolo's eulogy and fanned it leisurely - the vampire only wrote three meaningless words (creation, whipping, jar). Lee Shaw had no intention of using this nonsense in his carefully prepared ceremony.
It didn't take him five minutes to decide to put Yicha aside, and silently thought about the other names that had already submitted eulogies: Velide, Knob Four, Li Fu, himself, Norole - half of them relied on The success of his gentlemanly request was partly due to the fact that the Water Fairy was as kind-hearted as she appeared.
Um. Norole's heart is as beautiful as her face. She is also a mother who endures hardships and has a sense of cosmic responsibility. It's amazing. The arcane scholar couldn't help but have a wrinkled smile on his face, and continued to count - Xiaobai's great-grandson - perhaps his great-grandson's great-grandson, Nubi Soso, the two Ice and Fire Councilors of the Returned Star Council...
Any omissions?
have. He really found it. He pulled out the guy's blank slate from the bottom of the pile and sent a five-string signal to it. The board responded with a dull sound, lit up briefly and then went out.
Willy Xiao grabbed the crystal board and rushed out of the door with a gust of wind.
He had heard that some people had the ability to become particularly handsome when no one else was around. At this moment, he finally determined that this ability did not exist in him. The arcane scholar rushed out the door and ran into a large mass of jelly-like cold stuff, almost choking to death. He swam on his hands and knees for a long time, only to realize that the thing was the ghost musician from the Bad Bones Band, who had come to inform him of the latest rehearsal progress.
The gloomy ghost musician has good news, along with a demo from his latest concert. Willy Xiao was satisfied with what he saw and seriously praised the performance of their band who came first.
The ghost musician asked him about the whereabouts of Knob Four, but he didn't pay attention and casually told him.
"Something happened to him suddenly." The arcane scholar raised the empty board casually, "You will be responsible for supervising it tomorrow. No problem. How about it?"
"Of course. It's a great honor." said the ghost musician of Bad Bones, "Mr. Willy Shaw, do you want to visit us one last time? The Lord of Demons has recently——"
"You were attacked? Is there something wrong with the Killing Domain?" Willy Xiao immediately became anxious, "If not, retreat to our place for rehearsal."
"Ah. Not really." The ghost musician said hurriedly, "It's just that I heard that the end of the road has been very unstable recently. We need as stable and quiet an environment as possible for tomorrow's ceremony."
"Too."
Willy Xiao rubbed his chin, "But there's nothing to worry about. Brother Chaint has already arranged the place... He will definitely consider the safety and sound insulation issues. He is not an idiot!" He laughed. .
"Can I consult with this Mr. Demon in person?" The ghost musician's pale gray eyes didn't turn around.
"Not yet." Weili Xiao said without thinking much, "But don't worry, I will go there to watch tonight. I will stay there until the ceremony starts tomorrow."
"Then I'll trouble you. Or there is another way. You can grant us permission to go to the venue in advance. We will add additional professional sound insulation and invisibility features there..."
"Hey. There's no need..."
"Mr. Willy Xiao. That's it." The ghost musician took a step forward, "You come to our place again and guide another rehearsal."
"No more. No more. Isn't this all good?"
Willy Xiao chuckled, shook his hand, grabbed the crystal plate, and rushed out the door again.
This is in the morning.
He didn't find the owner of the crystallized plate until noon. The mechanic didn't know why he couldn't be contacted by any means, not even the hotline he set up for himself. The last thing I didn't expect was that the high-level vampire Lasnuolo helped.
Willy Xiao rushed through the door of the studio and was stunned by the sight in front of him.
"Isn't it because I'm so rare?"
He raised his head and was stunned for a while, then turned around and asked.
Under normal circumstances, the high-level vampire should have prepared a whole set of strange words, but Lasnuolo just shook his head, "I don't know what the situation is."
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"Ninety thousand buttons. Dear readers. Ninety thousand big red buttons set in a giant mass of indescribable metal and gel that is almost five stories high.
The Mechanic and the Universal Problem Solver share a reservoir of fuel, both drained of energy and motionless.
According to Lasnuolo, among these 90,000 buttons is the so-called one-touch refueling button. Just press it and the oil level problem will be solved permanently. But he didn't know which one.
Also according to him, the mechanic actually had time to tell which button was which before the energy was completely exhausted. But he was so anxious to install more buttons and provide more 'one-button operations' that he had no time to say.
That's it, no time to say. If we could know which button was 'refuel', the universal problem-solving machine could be permanently powered. After being permanently powered, it can never go wrong and run forever. Then it becomes not only a universal but also an eternal solution machine. It can truly solve any problem.
As long as you know which button is the gas button, you can solve all the problems from the birth of the universe to the destruction of the universe. But he didn't have time to say.
That’s right, we have a universal problem solver. It can also solve our problems. We also have a fuel button. We might even have a 'solve all problems in one click' button. But the mechanic had no time to say.
Then he ran out of gas. "
——"Walking with the Great Willy Shaw - A Biography of Ezhaint Sinkardstu"
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"Let's just go find some oil?" Willy Xiao said to Lasnuolo, "Tung oil, right? There are quite a few of these things in the main material plane."
"'Tung oil' is just a code name." Lasnuolo remained motionless. "It is actually the abbreviation of 'Thirty-two layers of processing, cross-temperature sieve extrusion of ether'."
"How is this abbreviated?!"
