musicians of old

Chapter 630 About "Noon" (4K -in-)

  Answer a question, say something, and ask another question?

Fan Ning hesitated for a moment and then smiled and said, "If I don't answer the last question well, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave for a while, right?"

Mr. Wax raised a palm and then put it down: "Since it is a question, it is just a question. No matter whether you answer or not, or what your answer is, at least today, you can leave first."

"Then let me answer this question for you first. This is a limited answer from the perspective of the Special Patrol Department's Secret History Research Department."

"I don't think I've told you about my need for answers." Fan Ning said in surprise.

"But I know what you want to ask," said Mr. Wax. "How did the worm scientist Scriabin K.I. come to the so-called 'new calendar' Hoffman dynasty? From being a member of the Guidance School hundreds of years ago to being a secret historian of the Special Patrol Office today, what secrets of the origin of the family name are buried in it?"

It was obvious that the executor captured the subtle change in Fanning's expression at this moment.

"During this period, some individuals have repeatedly attempted to conduct some investigations, including Master Fanning's investigation plan on Miss Hiram Connell's Eagles House, and the Bologna School's series of investigations on their missing member Miss Joan Nissimi. However, these people are investigating 'things that should not be investigated'. Due to the protection of the authorities, these minor historical processes have been slightly interfered with, and you have all deviated from your original destination."

  Was it actually his secret influence?

Not only did Fanning feel that things were strange and bizarre, but he also once again raised his expectations of the abilities of this "chief secret historian."

Positive destructive ability is an important part, but it is not all of the mysterious world.

Sometimes it’s not even the most important part.

"So all this." Fanning frowned deeply, not hiding his confusion. "Okay, you are indeed the worm scientist Scriabin.KI? You are also a time traveler? Is this name really related to the dangerous member of the God Advent Society, Mr. F, or the composer Scriabin.AN from another world? Logically speaking, the two are just the same name, just like most people with the same name in the world. Is there any deep entanglement or progressive relationship between all this?"

As Fanning slowly expressed the above content, the background around him began to blur and flatten, becoming a low-resolution flat paper screen with a small amount of shadow.

Mr. La seemed to think that even his other colleagues should not listen to this conversation.

"The questions in this series of questions are not complicated, and my explanation will be brief," Mr. La said, "but to ensure that your understanding is based on the correct context, definition, or consensus between us, there are some premises that need to be clarified."

"Master Fanning, do you usually think this way about this world?" He stretched out his hand.

“——Time is a spear thrown in one direction. The past that has passed is the past, the present is the present, and the future that will be reached is the future;”

"—Space is a sphere, or a cube, your left is your left, your right is your right, the space above you is your top, and your back is your back;"

“——Music can probably be considered the art of time, and fine arts can probably be considered the art of space;”

"——The behavior of ordinary creatures in a specific time and space constitutes historical events. The existence of this world is unique, and the total collection of historical process events is also unique."

"Master Fanning, do you think so?" Mr. Wax asked again.

These affirmative sentences, which were similar to "nonsense literature", made Fanning fall into a long period of contemplation.

"Honestly, before I upgraded to 'New Moon', I would definitely say 'yes'. This is all obvious nonsense, without hesitation."

"But now, after many new mystical experiences, I do doubt. I am hesitant. Is there any other answer? For example, the myriad secret histories constitute an exception. But it seems useless. I can't grasp anything substantial. If I say 'I don't think so', then what do I think?"

"Those who know only have the knowledge to divide the world into appearance and will. However, whether it is the waking world or the moving world, the laws of time, space, and history are the same. Even in the bizarre dream world, I need to count my breaths to determine the elapsed time, and I also need to define the positional relationships such as the front, the back, the upper layer, and the lower layer. The attributes of time, space, and history must be like this. It is axiom. Rather than saying 'think', it is better to say 'view'. This is how I view the world. I can only view it this way. What other choice do I have?"

"Do you have any other 'way of looking at it'?"

"I don't." Mr. Wax shook his head, "Because I am also a mortal creature."

"you mean?."

"The Lords of Witnesses do not think so. Their way of looking at the world is 'noon'."

"noon?"

"Yes, as you and I know, the basic laws that summarize the essence of occultism, such as the law of hidden knowledge transmission and the law of secret history entanglement, are also subject to and derived from 'Wu'."

noon!?!?

Some blinding light struck Fanning's mind.

All sorts of fragmented images flashed through my mind.

The prophetic meaning of "at noon, the sun sets and the moon rises";

  Sitting on the wooden floor of the Turner Hall balcony, pondering the meaning behind the mysterious paintings;

In the dream of my first visit to the South, the divergent thoughts caused by the glimpse of celestial bodies from high in the sky

The way of looking at the world is called "worldview".

  World view?

The meaning of "午" has undergone a long and rich change in history

So what is the earlier meaning, the meaning that is older than the source of the ancient language?

"What exactly is Noon's worldview?" Fanning asked.

"I have come to the end of my explanation, which, as I said, would be brief," said Mr. Wax.

"That's right." Fan Ning was surprised at first, then he understood.

If the meaning of "noon" can be interpreted, then ordinary creatures are no longer ordinary creatures.

"Stay agnostic, Master Fanning. We would not be willing to include you in the next batch of 'worms' to be shot."

Mr. Wax in the wheelchair covered his mouth and coughed a few times, with his hands tucked tightly into his sleeves.

"History is rotting and worms are growing. Anyone who touches it will die. There were seven members of the discussion group three hundred years ago. Since Bologna understood the worldview of 'Wu' after being promoted to 'Raven', one of the two official organizations of the Kingdom of Lydia has completely fallen into the rotting worm pile." "The duplicate names from the 0th history, the non-existent towns and former residences, the misplaced surnames, the more than phases and more than doors mentioned by the investigators of the abnormal area. If others encounter unresolved ambiguous things, they can usually only understand it as 'collective memory error'. At least you now know that it can be attributed to 'Wu'."

"So you're an agnostic, too?" Fanning asked quietly. "And Poglieri is an agnostic, too?"

"This is the second content of today, something I need to convey to you." Mr. Wax turned the handle of the wheelchair and put himself in a more comfortable supine angle.

"Mr. Poglerich plans to use the remains of the God of the Weapons to pass through the 'Dome Gate'."

"It's a cliché answer. It's commonly known as 'becoming a god' in the mouths of ignorant people." This time Fanning didn't have too many emotional fluctuations. "He has reached the height of the sixth level of the Order, and is still collecting debris in a big way. If it's not for his own selfish interests or ambitions to be promoted to the Lord of Witness, then what else could it be?"

"And you are paving the way for yourself to become a 'torchbearer' or even a 'father', right?" Mr. Wax asked back.

Fanning remained silent without comment.

"Ambition. Maybe." Mr. Wax laughed a few times. "Reaching the top of the mysterious side is cliché, but reaching the top of the artistic side is not cliché. Being promoted to the Lord of Witness is selfish, while becoming a 'Torchbearer' or 'Father' is public-spirited."

"At least if I were the Torchbearer, I wouldn't interfere with who could become the Forged Lion or the Crescent Moon." Fanning chuckled.

Mr. La didn't take the other party's words seriously and had no intention of explaining further.

"Master Fanning, you are arrogant, conceited, and biased in your view of the system. Your behavior often switches between choleric and melancholic personalities without warning. But you are a talented young man, so this is normal. The authorities have responded to your behavior with a friendly smile and an understanding attitude. Mr. Poglelich has been paying close attention to you recently."

"I hope you can understand the true meaning of 'mutual achievement'." He gestured behind himself and pointed at Fanning. "The leader is about to reach the summit, and he also needs someone to reach the summit from another mountain. It will be decided by him, and you are one of the strong contenders."

"You can fool others with these words, but not me." Fanning said, "Unfortunately, I know that to be promoted to the Lord of Witness, one needs to master a complete set of Pleroma and the seventh-level 'Gate', so I don't need to explain what the so-called 'mutual achievement' means."

"Huh?" Mr. Wax was a little surprised, "Hahahaha."

"What are you laughing at?" Fanning frowned.

"Master Fanning, you don't think that Mr. Poglieri meant that someone needs to ascend to the top to be the 'Torchbearer' or 'Father' because he wants your 'rank', do you? Hahahaha. As expected, everyone who stands in front of the long river of history is as naive as a child."

"What else? Rely on your leader's own artistic attainments?"

"Master Fanning, have you ever thought about this question - do all the Lords of Witnesses 'understand' art?"

Fanning was stunned.

"In the new calendar, more than one mortal creature passed through the 'Door Gate' and experienced the feeling of looking at the world from the 'Noon's' perspective. However, the situation is somewhat unfortunate. The ascension rituals constructed by these source gods themselves have some defects, causing them to seem to live in endless pain and madness."

"Of course, the situation up there may be more complicated. There is some more dangerous essence, a concept that shouldn't exist, that is driving all the Witness Lords - not just the God of Quality - into a state of madness. The spread of the Abnormal Zone and the proliferation of 'worms' may just be the manifestation of all this in the lower world. For the above reasons, the leader decided to go up there himself and use his own 'power to break through' to open up a path. This requires a stable ruling order as a prerequisite, and an obedient artistic climber to act as a necessary assistant in the process."

"It sounds like it has something to do with 'saving the world.'" Fanning digested the information secretly, stroking the statue of "Saint Janinger the Illuminator" that he had recently worn around his neck. "Interestingly, some organizations and dangerous elements in the Abnormal Zone seem to be acting with similar arguments."

"Once something is too noble, its authenticity will be discounted." Mr. Wax emphasized seriously, "Mr. Poglieri's main motivation is that the spread of the abnormal zone threatens the ruling order of the authorities and his leadership position."

"Master Fanning, let me get back to you. You must have a lot of ideas for the development of the Turner Gallery and yourself. Let me teach you a way to grasp the sense of boundaries—"

"Fame and fortune are all yours. One day, you will rise higher, and be among the top in terms of honor and wealth. What the authorities care about is the 'right to evaluate' and 'right to distribute' art."

".In the past, when the mysterious side grew wildly, there were many clans and gangs, and those who knew pursued taboos and rare treasures, explored and killed, cleared and were cleared. Now it is different. Industrial civilization has taken over the mainstream, and order has been initially established. Individuals' impulsiveness is insignificant in front of the organization. The authorities' attention is everywhere. This is both a form of supervision and a form of protection."

"That's all I have to tell you. Finally, I have a question for you on behalf of the organization. Please think carefully about it, because answering it is a serious matter. It will attract the attention of many people and will usher in long-term scrutiny from the discussion group."

Mr. Wax waved his hand as he spoke.

The blurred background was filled in, and everything in the glass room was restored to normal, with Laxus, Owen and Salman sitting on both sides of him.

"Master Fanning, do you agree with the phrase 'the mysterious art of leadership'?"

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Four pairs of eyes were staring at Fanning. He had a calm expression and said nothing, as if he was trying to figure out the meaning and organize his own words.

  But Mr. Wax had already started to push his wheelchair and slowly moved towards the glass door:

"Laxus, please show him away."

"As I said before, Master Fanning should leave after I ask my questions."

Owen and Salman both looked a little surprised, as if to say "Is this the end?" Laxus, on the other hand, had a calm expression and stood up when ordered.

"Don't bother, I'll go out by myself." Fan Ning also stood up.

"Master, please come this way." Laxus still followed his boss's instructions and led the way politely.

When they reached the elevator door, Fanning asked again, "I wonder what time limit the authorities have for answering this question?"

  Somewhere on the edge of the rooftop, Mr. Wax's wheelchair stopped there. He was feeling the cold wind and overlooking the lights of Santaran Castle:

“You don’t have to answer this question, because every action you take from now on will gradually constitute the answer.”