Human dimension reduction

The puppet problem cannot be solved in a day or two. Qiao Zhou intends to solve this problem before entering the next black hole. If he waits until he enters the alienated world full of dangers to consider this problem, the difficulty of solving the problem will definitely enter the hell mode.

So he spent the past few days studying the various capabilities of the account at home, and at the same time logged in to the appropriate account in rotation to go out - just to show that the two organizations are online for a long time, and to reduce some people's doubts.

For this reason, he also boredly arranged the duty list, and threw a rubber at random to determine the headquarters of the two organizations.

On the other side of the ocean in the Bald Eagle Country, a report from a long-distance journey is placed on the desks of the congressmen, with a blood-red warning of leaks on the report. Opposite the spacious conference room is the prime minister of the island country with a bitter face. .

The translator, who is proficient in both languages, adjusted the earphone and the communicator again, lowered his head silently, trying to shrink his figure.

"So, you mean, a new organization has emerged? Like the... Imperial Heresy Tribunal?"

The blond white male who asked this question raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, and then turned his head and smiled at his colleagues: "Did I ever say that I wanted to be a writer when I was a child? This name is very suitable as the villain."

There was a subtle laughter on the table, and the blond white man continued: "Generally, I will equip the members of this organization with two-handed swords, you know the kind... oh, it seems that you know, it is the kind with magic flames in the TV series , yes, but I'm more curious now, what would they do if they encountered a missile?"

The arrogance in his tone was palpable when he said these words.

The bald eagle claims to be the most powerful country in the world. Under the banner of humanitarianism, it does not shy away from meat and vegetables. It is best at oppressing people with power. When the London incident happened, as a country with a habit of interfering in the internal affairs of other countries, they sent people early He squatted near London and stood firm, so he also took a complete picture of the appearance of the Imperial Heresy Tribunal from beginning to end. This high-definition video was taken away by the President's Office, and then directly transferred to the military as confidential information for research.

They don't care what the arbitral tribunal's request is, they just want to know how far these monsters that emerge from the paper can achieve, how their abilities come from, and in what form they are displayed, whether they can Quantitative production to create super soldiers?

Just like the movie "Captain of the Country" by Wei Wei, if such an army can be formed, then the banner of the bald eagle's freedom and human rights can fly high on the top of the world, and liberate the people who are controlled by the government and live in dire straits. People, benefit all mankind!

They have been trying to find those monsters, but no matter how they look for them, these monsters have disappeared without a trace some time ago, as if the world has evaporated. The military does not believe that they will leave the earth, and believes that they must have some kind of A special ability or technology that can block the signal search, if this kind of thing can be mastered by them...

Just thinking about it, the blood pressure of the congressmen and financial oligarchs will soar due to excitement.

In the past few days, traces of monsters have begun to appear all over the world, although it is only a very accidental glimpse of the people.

Someone saw a pair of young brothers dressed in gorgeous retro clothes in a sparsely populated Nordic town. They seemed to have stepped down from the oil paintings of medieval aristocrats. The elder brother wore a scarlet cloak and a crown on his head, and the younger brother was also in full costume. , both of them are blond and blue-eyed, and their appearance is as delicate as the Son of God.

The townspeople thought they were playing a pretend game and cooperated with them kindly. They were surprised to find that these two people probably came from a big family with strict education, because the young brother had always put himself in the The position of the servant, and my brother didn't feel any discomfort about it.

Their appearance was very short, as if they were just passing by here, only a photo-loving townsman took a photo of them, and when the townspeople realized later that they had seen them, they were silent Disappeared without a trace.

When the arbitral tribunal got the news again, it was at a large-scale concert in Los Angeles. Because the singers who held the concert were expensive, the security of the concert was very strict. Before the opening, no one was allowed to enter except the staff, especially fans were declined to visit. .

But under such security, a man with black curly hair and amber eyes appeared at some point in the VIP seat with the best view in the stands. He was wearing an extremely retro white silk shirt, a jacket with a stiff collar and a short coat, slim fit Wearing long trousers with riding boots, a short cloak slanting around the shoulders is pressed on the chest, and the low-key fine gemstones on it shine brightly under the light.

He swayed his legs, smiled and nodded his chin along with the music, his beautiful amber eyes were curiously observing everything around him, even the movement of the staff to adjust the sound made him look with relish and a happy face.

Because the clothes he was wearing seemed to be expensive, the security guards originally thought it was a special guest and didn't want to disturb him, but after seeing him raise his hands and clap carelessly, revealing the dagger worn at his waist...they had to Bite the bullet and ask.

"Huh? Can't you bring self-defense equipment?" The man's handsome face was full of surprise, and he asked studiously, "If this is not allowed, what about two-handed swords? Daggers? Long needles? Ropes are always okay? There are so many here Man, isn't anyone 'working' here? I don't want to get involved."

As he asked, he took out the corresponding tools from various parts of his body as a demonstration. The gleaming blade and the sinister needle tip made the security guard's blood pressure rise. After the rope was wrapped around the palm of his hand and made a classic straight movement, the security guard's nerve snapped.

For a moment, he didn't want to think about what the "work" in this population meant.

"Put it down! Put your hands up! Squat down! Who are you!"

The security guard pulled out his baton and gun from his waist and pointed at the dangerous man. The man's eyes widened suddenly, showing a kind of frivolity and innocence: "What is this for?!"

He pointed with a finger at the baton and the black muzzle facing him, and there was something in his smile that made the security guards shudder: "I advise you, it's best not to point these two little things at me, even though they are small Your Majesty ordered me not to kill people as much as possible, but I don't mind spending a few days in confinement by his side."

There was a viscous and cold breath on his body, and the security guard suddenly felt his nerves go off. In a trance, he realized what he smelled on this man...it was the smell of blood.

This frivolous playboy bastard is an absolute killer.

The security guard's throat tightened, and he opened his mouth to call his colleague, but the next second, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and something cold suddenly covered him, and then he couldn't open his mouth anymore.

He mumbled blankly, reached out to touch his mouth, grinned and tore off a piece of very common black industrial tape from his mouth. This kind of thing is often used to wrap wires, and several of them were thrown under the stage.

After he pulled off the tape and looked up, he realized that the man who seemed to be a murderer had disappeared.

This surveillance video was intercepted by the military that day, and the security guard recounted the story cursingly on social platforms. Unfortunately, not many people watched it, and there was no splash.

Their identities were quickly verified by the Bald Eagle's military. They were indeed the members of the Imperial Heresy Tribunal who appeared before the world on the day of the London Incident. According to the description in "War of the Roses", they should be the characters Edward V in the novel. , Duke Richard, the name of the man who appeared in the concert is unknown, and he is not the Duke of Stuart.

The reason why they dared to make this judgment was because Duke Stuart appeared in front of them.

In front of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, there is a fountain square with a strong flow of people. As one of the most famous art museums in the world, countless tourists from all over the world stop here all the year round. Artists, students or enthusiasts often come here to do street work performance, so when a music student sat here and started playing the lyre, no one was too surprised.

At most, some people have never seen this kind of classical musical instrument, so they stopped and looked at it curiously for a while.

The music student was also used to others being curious about the lyre, and he nodded to every passer-by with a smile, tapped his toes to beat the ground briskly, and fluttered the feathers on the side of his hat.

The lyre is the earliest plucked stringed instrument in Western history. Students in ancient Greece often played this instrument to learn poetry and music. It is an elegant and charming instrument.

In order to meet the occasion, the music student also borrowed an artistic mid-century retro feather hat from his roommate, who was studying sculpture, and accompanied by the short songs he played, which attracted many people to stop.

After he finished playing and stopped, and the people around gradually dispersed, he noticed that there seemed to be a young man sitting by the fountain. This man seemed to have been here since he started playing the piano, and he had been sitting silently until now. .

The music student turned his head to look at this loyal listener, and was startled by the other party's attire as soon as he saw it, and immediately became excited: "Hey...I said brother, your outfit...looks real! It's amazing!"

The man was dressed as if he was imitating the nobleman in the oil painting, with long curly black hair hanging behind his shoulders, the pleated cuffs covered with lace and diamonds were fluffy like curled petals, and the wool coat with a large lapel had gold thread and gemstone buttons , wearing a big cloak to cover all kinds of jewelry inside, and a scarf inlaid with sapphires the size of pigeon eggs on the neckline. Music students have seen many genuine art treasures, and they can tell at a glance that they are free of money. The jewelry everywhere is definitely not inferior to the antiques in the glass display case.

There are many families who have the habit of inheriting the antique clothes of their ancestors. It seems that the man in front of him is also a lucky heir, but he wears it carelessly... If he loses a gem or something, he will die of heartache?

The music student was thinking unpretentiously, when he heard the man tilt his face slightly, looked at him for a few seconds with those blue eyes as deep as the ocean, and suddenly smiled: "Your lyre is very good."

"Oh... oh, thank you?" The person on the opposite side seemed to be about the same age as him, and he opened his mouth in a condescending tone of comment, which made the music student a little unhappy, but he still accepted the other party's compliment, and at the same time secretly Imitating the other party's special pronunciation, "Well, do you have research on the lyre? I mean, you can play the lyre?"

Well, he still couldn't hold back and provoked a little.

As a result, the other party showed an expression of uncontrollable laughter, and also a little bit of surprise...Damn it, it seems that he said some particularly funny joke, Musician thought angrily.

Then, the silly bold man in antique clothes stretched out his hand, took the lyre from him, adjusted the strings, thought for a few seconds, and introduced in a soothing and calm tone: "This is when I first learned the lyre, My tutor taught me the Psalm - "Song of Glory."

He plucked the strings twice casually, and his smooth technique instantly attracted the students' attention.

"Sing, sing, Goddess! Sing glorious

Accompanied by the eternal kingdom of the rising sun!

kingdom given to man by the king of heaven

Fragrant and honeyed

fantasy land

Edberg, son of Yermund, who suffers endlessly

is the glorious beginning of this psalm

......"

When the mysterious man opened his mouth, the music student was stunned, because the language spoken by the other party was not the lingua franca of today, and many words contained traces of ancient history, including grammar and habits, but such complex vocabulary and grammar were obviously more complex. It fits the psalm he sang-this is another point of surprise for the students. As a lyre major, he actually, it's over!Complete!without!have!I have heard such a complete work with words and scores!

"Song of Glory"?What's this?Has the professor ever taught a class?Or did he fall asleep?

While thinking wildly, he couldn't help being attracted by the beautiful and elegant music. He couldn't help but took out the pen and paper in his schoolbag and started noting madly. He even wanted to beg the other party to slow down, but he didn't want to destroy the perfect rhythm. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

A strange premonition told him that he discovered a remarkable work today, enough to cause huge waves in the lyre world—an ancient poem buried in history appeared!It's like the piano world has discovered a complete unpublished work of Beethoven, the significance of which is extraordinary!

And he is about to become the first recorder of this work... No, if the other party is willing to let him publish it...

More and more people around were attracted by the music and stopped. Although most of them couldn't understand what this man was singing, his dignified and skillful posture and deep and graceful singing had a kind of trembling beauty, as if This is not a fountain square, but an ancient and gorgeous palace.

The man's performance lasted for nearly half an hour. The plucking hand played the last rest, put the piano on his knees, ignored the crowd of onlookers and their cameras, and only said to the student: "This is Chapter 1 of "Song of Glory" is too long, I think it can end here today."

The student held the score full of musical notes and stammered: "You...uh, sir, can I ask for your name? I am Reeves White, a student of the Department of Music at New York University, can I exchange contact information? ?I want to put this score together, but I may not be able to do this task alone... I mean, who is the author of this work? I have never heard it..."

His incoherent words were gently interrupted by the man: "This is the work of a court musician. It is not recorded who it is. If you are interested, you can share it or publish it. The contact information is unnecessary. If you have a chance Maybe we can meet again, as for the name..."

He raised his head and looked not far away through the overlapping crowd. The bystanders had already posted the video on the social network. Under the screening of the violent and orderly information flow, some people who got the news had already sent Soldiers in uniforms are gathering here quickly.

The man with a unique sense of rhythm in every move put the lyre into the hands of the student, Shi Shi suddenly stood up, and nodded at him reservedly: "William Stuart."