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Master of Kaidan-Chapter 422 Yun Yao: Be destroyed, quickly.
Chapter 422: Chapter 422 Yun Yao: Be destroyed, quickly.
"Fuck, this NPC is off!"
"I’m not mistaken, this is supposed to be set in ancient times, right? Why is there a guitar?"
"What’s with the guitar, there’s even a bass! This is the first time I’ve heard of an acoustic bass!"
"Forget the bass, isn’t this a violin? Though there’s no keyboard, but if you add a dulcimer or a guzheng, you could form a band, right?"
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! What about the drums? Are they still discriminating against drummers in the game too? Even the game NPCs don’t have drum kits for sale?"
...
As soon as Yun Yao logged in, she was met with a cacophony of noise and saw the familiar thatched cottage surrounded by players, immediately giving her an ominous feeling.
Fortunately, although Yun Yao was still considered a weakling in the NPCs’ eyes, she was somewhat respected among the player community, and it didn’t take too much effort to push her way through. But when she saw the now unrecognizable little hut, she felt the world go dark before her eyes.
Originally, outside the thatched cottage was just a wooden rack with lacquered erhus and guzhengs placed upon it, but now, the cottage was surrounded by various stands filled with all sorts of Western instruments.
And at that very moment, the ludicrous NPC was shouldering a violin, making noise that sounded akin to sawing wood. But as time passed, she could distinctly feel that the guy was slowly getting the hang of it.
Then, that song...
"Who taught you to play this?"
Looking at the suddenly confrontational and fierce little apprentice in front of her, as if their master-apprentice roles were reversed, Feng Xue suppressed the amusement in her heart and pretended to be clueless:
"Yesterday, a traveling merchant sold it to me, said it was a tune from the Western Regions, quite fun, probably suitable for dancing, yep, fits the habits of the barbarians to dance at the drop of a hat. Speaking of which, this instrument is interesting too, doesn’t hinder movement techniques, feels quite suitable for actual combat, just that it’s a bit difficult, hmm, should I start with practice tunes or something?"
"..."
Yun Yao nearly choked back her sarcastic remark. How could it not be suitable for dancing? This is freaking ’Elysian Pure Land’!
Which asshole taught the NPC to play ’Elysian Pure Land’ on the violin?! And even disguised as a traveling merchant? Since when did players get so rich they started peddling goods?
No, that’s not the issue right now. The real problem is...
"Master, master, I can play the guitar, will you take me as an apprentice?!"
"Master, me too, I’m wicked on the bass!"
"Um, I don’t know those, I play the erhu, will you take me?"
As several players rushed at her, Yun Yao instantly covered her face, while Feng Xue actually appeared utterly amused by the commotion, exuding a ’don’t understand but seems fun’ vibe and said confidently:
"I don’t know what guitar or bass are, if you have instruments you can play, play them for me to hear, I’ll accept anything that sounds good. These many instruments are quite troublesome to figure out on my own. But, let me be frank, I may not be familiar with these instruments, but I can tell good from bad tunes, so don’t think about fooling me, okay?"
"Of course, of course!"
A few players picked up the instruments they knew and began to play in front of Feng Xue, whose lips curled into a slight smile. Initially, she was impressed by the talent in this newbie village but soon realized that these were not one of the two hundred players from the Great Locust Tree Village—they must have run all the way from other villages.
As he pondered which candidates to choose, a slightly foolish-looking player approached him and whispered,
"Master, could you make me a drum? We can’t discriminate against drummers!"
"Drum? What kind of drum? I can make a military drum, but you’ll have to get the materials yourself." Feng Xue feigned ignorance just right, but the player shook his head and said, freewebnoveℓ.com
"Not one drum, a set of drums, one this big, two this size, and a particularly large one with two small ones, hmm, and several cymbals..." The player gesticulated energetically, outlining the set-up of a drum kit, seemingly growing impatient, and finally said,
"Master, wait for me, I’ll go draw you a diagram. If you can make a drum set for me, we can form a band with these few brothers!"
"Band? Interesting. You, you, and you, I like you guys, the rest of you can leave. Really, don’t think I can’t tell who wasn’t playing just because there’s so many of you! Yes, you!" Feng Xue unceremoniously dismissed the players who were pretending to participate and then started teaching the band.
Though her character supposedly didn’t know rock music, the theory of music was essentially the same, and besides, Feng Xue wasn’t teaching instruments, she was teaching Sound Attack! The focus wasn’t on what instruments you used, but on the combination of sound waves and Inner Strength.
And as for tuning the instruments... well, if you know it, then do it yourself!
Seeing the resources she once enjoyed alone now shared with several other players, Yun Yao started to feel a sense of crisis, most directly manifested in her diminished daily thoughts of exploding Feng Xue’s Gold Coins.
But for Feng Xue, whether Yun Yao wanted to explode her Gold Coins wasn’t important. What mattered was whether this player band could become famous.
...
"Holy smokes, that’s awesome! My master, you really made it?"
The next morning, when the players logged back on, the drummer, whose ID was "Not Called if No Music Starts," was shocked by the drum set Feng Xue had whipped up overnight. You managed to craft an instrument from a drawing in just one night, isn’t that a bit exaggerated?
Wait, this is a game?
Oh, then that’s fine.
Games are such magical things; no matter how Outrageous, once you wrap it in the game’s skin, it suddenly becomes reasonable. Even if the Game is ultra-realistic, in the players’ eyes, adding one more Outrageous thing is just a matter of a few lines of code—just as something illogical becomes logical when thrown into rock music.
Feng Xue was only too happy to take advantage of the players’ psychology, handing over the out-of-tune drum set to the drummer, humbly asking how to adjust it.
Yun Yao felt like she was losing it at this scene. Just a few days ago, everything in this game was so normal. What on earth happened for this classic reclusive Expert’s character to become so rock and roll?
"Fine, rock and roll it is, I’ll just learn my part!" Yun Yao took a deep breath, feeling she had seen enough Outrageous things. If this band started rock anthems next, she wouldn’t bat an eye.
Then she realized she had been too naïve.
Because...
When she logged in again, she saw her fellow disciple brandishing his beloved guitar like a battle-ax, chasing after the Bassist.
And her bargain of a Master was nonchalantly shouting instructions like "Watch your steps" and "Attack his lower flank."
"I’ve only been offline for a few hours, what on earth happened now?"
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