Chapter 381 Symphony

The sonata in the sea became more and more complex.

The colorful sounds of musical instruments kept interweaving, forming a harmonious symphony.

The beautiful sound made Li Luo look at the porthole and curiously looked at the crystal notes colliding with each other.

At this time, the broadcast sounded again:

"It is forbidden to play such music on board: heavy metal, whistling, repetitive nursery rhymes..."

Hearing this serious reminder, Li Luo pursed her lips and dared not make a sound.

And in a place she couldn't see, some unique "performances" were happening.

Mo Ling's vision was staring at the sky.

There were a few passing seabirds, who seemed to be attracted by the symphony in the sea.

They hovered in the air, and seemed to be curious about where this strange sound came from.

The flashing crystals in the sea attracted their attention, and some bold seabirds rushed to the sea surface and grabbed the crystals.

But their claws could only scoop up a pool of sticky sea water, leaving a flashing trace in the air.

There was no way, they could only call to each other and prepare to fly farther.

However, their melodious chirping broke the harmony of the symphony.

An abrupt bird song was inserted into the originally harmonious movement.

The air suddenly became oppressive, the waves began to surge inexplicably, and the crystals in the sea were also spinning faster.

At the same time, the symphony suddenly changed a movement, the rhythm accelerated, and it seemed to change with the sharp bird song, and finally turned into a brisk minuet.

All the instruments in the waves were constantly fitting towards the bird song, wrapping the originally extremely abrupt bird song in it.

As the rhythm changed, the original "noise" actually became harmonious.

The sea was infinitely tolerant, and even the sharp bird song became a part of the symphony and was included in it.

The symphony became more beautiful.

The bird song became the icing on the cake, adding a bit of life to the music.

It wasn't long before the sea tolerated the abruptness.

But Mo Ling widened his eyes at this time.

Because the seabirds in the sky were constantly becoming transparent.

They still flapped their wings and flew away in groups, but the color of their bodies was fading, and their bodies turned into a transparent color like gelatin.

At the same time, a kind of blood and flesh clots were emerging in the transparent body, and these clots were also slowly fading.

Finally, when their bodies became completely transparent, those blood and flesh clots turned into transparent crystals, and then suddenly burst open, becoming countless shining crystals.

At the moment of the explosion, the seabird's body also turned into a pool of soft liquid, falling from the sky into the sea.

The water flowed into the sea, and there was no trace.

But the terrible thing was that the bird's cry seemed to be still coming.

The sound was sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes it seemed to be in the air, and sometimes it seemed like the collision of crystals in the sea.

The beautiful symphony was still playing.

Sitting in the room, Li Luo only heard bursts of crisp bird calls dotted in it, very harmonious, and didn't know what happened.

And Mo Ling was terrified.

"Integrated?"

Not only the sound, but also the flesh and blood were integrated into this sea.

Whether it is a symphony or the sea, they are both extremely "inclusive" and everything can be part of it.

Mo Ling's scalp tingled, and he finally understood why the radio kept emphasizing: it is forbidden to play certain types of music on the ship.

This sea will wrap all the "performances" in it, and at the same time make the "performers" part of it.

Mo Ling was distracted and didn't know where the seabirds had gone.

There was no trace of them in the sky, only the birdsong that kept echoing, echoing in the cabin from time to time.

"They have become part of the symphony forever."

They have also become part of the sea.

The sea is still beautiful, shining, rolling, and playing a pleasant symphony.

The sparkling diamonds spread out, pure without a trace of stains.

If he hadn't just seen a group of living lives disappear without a trace, Mo Ling would really think that this sea is extremely pure.

"Beautiful and terrible."

Every few minutes, the radio would repeat the same reminder.

The mechanical and old-fashioned voice kept repeating the same words:

"It is forbidden to play this kind of music on board: heavy metal, whistling, repetitive nursery rhymes..."

At this time, listening to this old-fashioned voice, Mo Ling felt very relieved.

This is the experience gained by the robots on the Tissot from sailing again and again.

Listening to this repeated reminder, Mo Ling couldn't help but think: "How did they test it out?"

Unlike simple "AI training", these tests have costs. Someone must have played heavy metal, whistling and other songs on the ship, and an accident occurred, so the robot would rewrite the precautions.

Thinking of the consequences of those seabirds, Mo Ling felt a chill in his heart again.

A picture appeared in front of him:

A person was playing in the cabin, turning into a pool of liquid, and merging with the symphony in the sea...

"So, the sounds in the sea also have a source. They may have been some kind of creatures?"

Are those beautiful musical instruments also creatures that once played in this sea area?

When Mo Ling thought of this, he felt that the beautiful symphony became creepy.

At this moment, no matter how beautiful the sound was, it could no longer arouse Mo Ling's imagination.

He only felt that the sound was cold and a little scary.

The sea water was pervasive, wrapping everything in it silently. The performer became a pool of liquid and sank into it desperately, but the sound was trapped in this sea forever, becoming an earthbound spirit that could not escape.

Mo Ling was sighing, and the performance entered the finale.

The symphony took a sharp turn, and the accumulated emotions were released instantly. The waves began to become chaotic, as if to destroy everything that was played before.

The rhythm like a rainstorm made each independent sound break through the shackles and scatter, but they seemed to be pulled by an invisible rein and trapped in the center.

If Mo Ling had not seen the disappearance of the seabird, he would only think that the emotions in this finale were released very well.

But at this moment, Mo Ling only felt as if all the sounds came alive. They had obviously become part of the sea, but they wanted to struggle to leave and gain freedom.

They kept trying to tear open the layers of water film and escape from this infinite tolerance, but the shackles on their bodies could never be taken off.

These helpless earthbound spirits could only struggle, wail, and ask for help...

But all their efforts could only become part of the symphony.

The waves were still surging.

The music was still playing.

The Tissot slowly pushed away the waves and sailed towards the distance...

The radio was still the same mechanical and old-fashioned voice.

Li Luo wiped her mouth and put the tableware back into the transmission channel.

She sat back on the bed idly and muttered softly:

"The music just now was not bad..."