Please ask the dream

After completely deciphering the hidden content of "Seeing with Muscles", Feng Xue began to redesign his body through the muscle control granted by [Benevolent Chest, Talented Shoulders, and Virtuous Back].

Since it is essentially exercise rather than direct transformation with G·I particles, there is no risk of physical transformation of traditional architects, but relatively speaking, the process is much longer than direct transformation with architecture.

In addition, the plan designed by Feng Xue is too cumbersome after being broken down into exercise steps. It is okay once or twice, but it is undoubtedly time-consuming and labor-intensive to maintain such exercise for years.

Based on this situation, Feng Xue plans to develop a set of architecture to assist his own exercise.

This sounds a bit like taking off pants and farting. After all, exercising by yourself is still physical labor. If you do it more, you will always form muscle memory. Using brain power to fine-tune the movements of the body will be more cumbersome.

But for Feng Xue, this is not a whimsical thing, because he has an orange collection that he has just obtained in his hand-

As long as it is entered, it can repeatedly, continuously, and continuously release a single-architecture music box.

Therefore, as long as Feng Xue can complete this framework in a music-related form, then he can complete the physical exercise while walking, sitting or lying down as long as he turns on the music box.

It sounds a bit whimsical, but it is not difficult for Feng Xue to hold the "cards" in his hand at this time.

Not to mention that in the novels that Feng Xue came into contact with in his previous life, there is no lack of tiger and leopard thunder sound, tiger roar golden bell cover and the like, which strengthen the body by vibrating the tendons, bones and membranes. First of all, in reality, sound waves, which are based on vibration, can directly act on cells, and stories of infrasound hurting people are heard from childhood.

In the framework he mastered, the Death Troupe itself has the hint of manipulating puppets through music. If the joints of the puppets are further refined to the level of each muscle, or even each muscle fiber, the muscles can be naturally controlled.

As for the complex calculation of adjusting each muscle, this can be completely solved by the "resonance" obtained from the stag, combined with the "tuning" that first showed its edge in the battle of the creator.

Coupled with the experience of physical transformation accumulated during those years as a naughty child, this structure can be said to be a natural result.

So, the only problem arose -

He needed to combine the melodies for the 72 skeletal muscles into a complete song.

But even if the melody of each muscle is only a few dozen seconds, it would take more than an hour to play it completely.

Moreover, the muscles themselves are still related, and it is impossible to exercise them one by one, which makes it impossible for him to complete the whole song with only a single instrument.

His first thought was symphony, and then he thought of those symphonies that often lasted more than an hour, but he had just started to play a single instrument, so it was really difficult for him to write a symphony.

And the more important problem is that muscle training requires repeated movements, that is, if the song is too long, it will lead to monotonous and repetitive music, and finally become boring and unpleasant.

Don't think that being unpleasant is a small problem. The strength of the structure lies in "belief", and being unpleasant means that it will be resisted instinctively. Once the structure itself is resisted, even if the rationale is to stick to it, the effect of the structure will be greatly reduced.

"It is best to control the performance within three to five minutes, and the style should be gentler. Too intense will cause auditory fatigue, resulting in a reduction in the number of exercises per day. It should be the kind that can be played in a loop... and it should be seventy... Considering five minutes, it is at least a twelve-piece... God, I am just good at theory, let me write a symphony, even if it is only a few minutes..."

"It's time to eat... um, what are you thinking about?" Just when Feng Xue felt numbing at the workload required for his impromptu structure, Su Yeli's voice came from the entrance of the cave.

Feng Xue glanced at Su Yeli who was approaching with a burnt can, and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have a musical foundation.

Although he didn't expect her to be a musical master, it was better than him who only learned to compose on paper, right?

With this mentality, he spoke directly:

"I am thinking of a piece of music that needs to be played by 72 people. The style of the music should be gentle and pleasant to listen to, and everyone must have enough time to play, rather than just playing twice occasionally to serve as an atmosphere group..."

"Oh, you also understand music?" Su Yeli showed an expression of "You are not talking nonsense here to attract my attention, are you?" The mocking smile of a female ghost immediately made Feng Xue have the urge to pounce on her with his chest open and his back covered.

But he still held back after all. No matter what this woman was thinking, it was a fact that she saved his life. He couldn't do it because the collection judged that she was not a friendly party and killed her.

What? Why kill her for stir-frying... Are you kidding? Feng Xue, who refreshes the collection every 24 hours, dares to let her live after stir-frying?

Shaking his head to dispel the dark thoughts in his mind, Feng Xue blamed his sanity which had not yet fully recovered. He then played the instrument he was most familiar with - the plastic harmonica whose original body had been lost somewhere, and casually played a short melody related to the pectoralis major muscles.

He had no intention of keeping the melody secret, because the structure itself is linked to human thinking. Apart from himself, I believe that few people can connect this melody with the relaxation and contraction of the pectoralis major, let alone practice it.

However, Su Yeli is obviously an expert. Even if she doesn't know what this melody represents, her eyes light up. She opened the violin she carried with her, played a few notes, and then played the melody of more than ten seconds.

It must be said that the tone of the violin she held was really pleasant, much better than the plastic harmonica provided by Feng Xue, the black market merchant.

Su Yeli repeated it several times, and even made a few changes on her own initiative. After a few minutes of back and forth, she shook her head and said, "No special impression... Did you write it yourself?"

"Well, it's just an impression song. It hasn't been finalized yet, but there are a total of 72 sections with different styles. I plan to integrate them into one song..." Feng Xue did not hide this aspect of the problem. Su Yeli's originally smooth forehead wrinkled slightly when she heard it. Her fingertips gently rubbed the bow, and her eyes danced with interest.

After a moment, she finally seemed to have made up her mind and said:

"If you can let me listen to five more, no, three sections, I am still a little confident in this aspect!"