Since ancient times, sound has been an inefficient but sufficient medium, carrying information and acting as a communication tool for everything from trolls to elves.

Later, the voice became a weapon and a tool of detection;

At a high pitch, it has developed from the level that it can only hurt a single demonic beast at the beginning, and has developed all the way to the present day, and has the ability to be used to destroy cities and destroy the earth;

Now, a prime-aged elf can destroy a small sect city with a single roar, and a sonic cannon can shatter a small star in a slightly different way;

Although they are only highly substitutable and inefficient, they are enough to reflect the relevant progress over the years.

And when it is low, it can also destroy thousands of miles of life invisibly, or probe thousands of miles of signs and conditions without a trace.

At the same time, sound is also an artistic carrier that elves are very good at using, but it takes full talent and effort to grasp it from the heart to become everyone;

Elves are unusually sensitive to hearing, which may also make them demanding in terms of sound perception, because when elves begin to listen attentively, even the slightest flaw will appear very obvious and abrupt in their ears.

However, the projections that appear one after another seem to be good enough masters, and even a few of the few who have no artistic cells in the private room have been introduced into the atmosphere created.

Not only is it natural to open and close your voice, but you can turn the air into a musical instrument with just a flick of your fingers, and then emit bursts of different timbres to set off the main tone;

In addition, the choreography is not only interpreted for the sake of vision, but also the vibrations generated in the rhythm and the voice, etc., show a beautiful movement in this confined space.

Then, when the projection figures of singing and dancing dispersed, the performances that were almost at the end of the line followed a little later

Since the show was chosen by Cang Luxi before, most of the rest of the companions didn't pay too much attention to the content during the process, so they also had expectations born of the unknown at the moment.

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Cang Luxi lay on her stomach on the edge of the hot spring with her smooth back, and her long lilac curls slid from her shoulders and neck into the deep blue-purple pool, rising and falling in the special state of gathering and dispersing;

Beside her graceful and well-defined body, a more graceful and mature figure leaned lightly against her side;

This is Saliaana, her left elbow supporting the edge of the pool palm lazily holding her cheeks, her right hand combing the former's long hair from top to bottom, while looking ahead through the fog with a slightly vacant gaze.

After a while, Sally Anna asked casually,

"What's the final track?"

"Well, a random excerpt from Ms. Aurora's work~"

Cang Luxi replied, and the night teeth behind her were pressing her back with her steely fingers;

At the same time, the upper body leaned forward slightly, feeling the special skin texture that belongs to the female elf under the body, and at the same time pressed all kinds of special parts with the ten fingers of both hands.

At this time, with a stupid smile that was relatively rare for himself, he interjected in the sight of a few friends next to him who 'hated iron and steel',

"Aurora?.I know the name! That's a great artist~"

"The originator of opera, the originator, and the invention of many musical instruments, is our real master of art, don't you know it's strange?"

Cang Luxi, who was very satisfied with his massage technique, turned her head and glanced at him shallowly when she heard the words, and stabbed him with a smile, and then continued,

"Okay, lie down and I'll help you~"

"Uh-huh~ just push hard!"

"Hehe~"

Lying on his back in a zigzag shape, Nighttooth felt the freezing air sinking from above, the scorching breath rising from below, and the wonderful sensation that was clear and palpable on the surface of the body, even if the other party had no skills, he hummed comfortably;

But a moment later, a voice from above interrupted his enjoyment.

A little embarrassed but it's not a big deal.,Nighttooth tried to do it.、At the same time, he nodded in response,

"Huh? Oh I'll give it a try, it looks like that's the only way to go, or forget it? ”

"It's okay, that's fine."

As the conversation progressed, the interior scene changed abruptly, replacing the hot spring scene with a scene from the tribal era, as if the place had been transformed into a real tooth.

"Oh oh ~ It seems to be an early work, so it's almost the route of satire, right? It's very young, but it's actually unexpectedly good. ”

Sally Anna seems to have done some research, so she made this inference the first time she saw the scene.

On the other side, the rest of the elves, who were unfamiliar, talked to each other about small matters, such as

"Are the trolls in the background all distorted projections?"

"It's a fake simulated and controlled by the brain.,At least these background board trolls that appear now are projections to be more flexible.。

"Oh oh ~ That's true, they look a little stylized."

During the twittering discussion, Giant Fang and Cold Fang looked at each other in some awkwardness and scratched their heads

This is not because they don't know art, but because they know Aurora very well, and their relationship is far from being too close, but they are also 'familiar', and they understand the style of her early works.

The other elves present may not have mattered, even the highest-ranking of them, Saliana, was just an ordinary traveler at the time, but both of them met the requirements of a 'satirical object'

His works do not necessarily refer to a single individual by name, but there will be a kind of symbolic character that is composed of many image characteristics, from which you can see your own shadow more or less;

Moreover, it is not absolutely impossible for a very specific case to be interpreted.

After a while, the realm of the ordinary realm covered the scene of the hot spring private room, and the consciousness of all the elves was pulled into it with their own active cooperation, and they entered the world of interpretation in the acceleration of their thinking;

or God's perspective, or background board characters, or even directly integrated into the main characters to synchronously experience the deduced spiritual process, all kinds of choices can have a new experience from different perspectives;

This is a filming method that is often used in the film and television industry, and it seems to be being transformed and absorbed by the traditional opera industry.

In short, in any case, a story set in the tooth is presented to them in such a traditional and novel form

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With a relatively sparse population base, it is strange for children of the same tribe not to know each other, so the few little trolls are all playmates who know each other;

But as any small group has, there is still a distinction between them and their personalities, and Troll A and Troll B are the most intimate combinations.

From the time Fuichi opened his eyes, the two of them always cried together to find a milk companion, and after going through the playmate stage, they developed into close comrades in the hunting grounds.

Over time, Troll A, with the help of his friends like B, overcomes many obstacles and finally breaks the old chief's head to make himself the new chief;

Troll B, on the other hand, has since become the leader of his own army, not only to assist the chief in obtaining more food and honor, but also to be responsible for dealing with the reckless challengers who have no brains.

Both sides were very handy in the beginning, and like all chieftains and warrior chieftains of ancient times, they hunted the fattest prey, ate the most food, and had the strongest females;

Basically, as long as it wasn't for an unexpected defeat in a hunt, a chance encounter with a hostile tribe, or an unexpected defeat in the face of a challenger, a good life like this would last for them a long, long time.

But a clever troll was born in the next generation, and he began to draw the dawn of a new era with the tribe as a picture scroll, and then made many things change rapidly and differently from the past.

Life got better, prey increased, everyone had time to think, administrative reforms were soon initiated, and the chiefs and pro-army chiefs had their own new responsibilities.

At that time, although the chiefs were mostly just doing the work according to the witch doctor's arrangement, the work that needed to be arranged became more and more complicated.

At the same time, as a rare pro-soldier among the trolls, he also became a senior official of a certain department of the newly established ruling government.

Nothing was technically too busy, but the level of trouble made the chief impatient, as it was so different from what he wanted the chieftain to live.

But he also understood that this was actually for the tribe, so he didn't plan to seek something that he didn't have, but simply resigned after finding that he was not suitable and did not want to become suitable, and turned around and joined the ranks of the relatively purer army.

At the same time, B is a traditional troll who pays attention to comradeship, and he thinks that A has been wronged, so he angrily throws away his work, and follows his old comrades-in-arms into the army.

It was a peculiar time, when the small tribes were sketched out too many and too complex ideals, and the kind of execution system that was cumbersome for the time;

Therefore, although the behavior of the troll B picking a child was not worth advocating in the public sense, it did not have any real impact on the tribe itself at that time

And this time, he thought that the most normal 'I quit doing it', but in actual operation, it became absenteeism due to all kinds of negligence from all sides.

In fact, no one noticed that there was a lack of a capable troll, and everyone continued to work in their hands without noticing it, dealing with things that could have been simple but troublesome to operate.

It wasn't until more than a year had passed, when the still scarce number of witch doctors had finished a collective study and looked back to sort out the specific transactional work of the previous year, that they suddenly found that the administrative side had become more efficient from a certain point on;

After a closer look in surprise, I realized that one of the approval processes was inexplicably skipped, and the reason was the disappearance of Troll B

After calling Troll B, he said that he had joined the army a long time ago and was not an administrative man, but the witch doctors saw his name in the administrative directory, but there was no Troll B in the military directory.

Therefore, in the past year or so, he was nominally still a member of the ruling government that received food for administrative posts, but in fact he had always carried out various training with the army;

In terms of food supply, the military supply route was followed, and the administrative post found that there seemed to be an extra food for each meal, so they divided it evenly among the other rations in a confused way.

As a result, not only did the original department not find any abnormalities, but the military naturally accepted this extra member.

In the midst of such a laughable answer, Troll B was removed from his administrative duties, and even the position itself was completely abolished, and his name was officially entered on the military side.

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Everyone is not stupid, and such an obvious direction in the story gives the answer in their hearts, and after the field is removed, they all look at the giant tooth and the cold tooth.

"Okay, okay! It's me~ I'm just a stupid troll."

Hanya raised his head helplessly, and put on a 'what can I do' in the midst of everyone's laughter, and then shouted at Cang Luxi,

"Liar, how could this be a random track, you must have done it on purpose, right?!"

"Hahaha! I've always wanted to see what Mr. Hanya's expression will have when he watches this show, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry hahaha. ”

Laughing and lying on top of Nighttooth, who was lying on his back, the latter raised his head and gestured 'thank you' to Hanya, and closed his eyes in a fair and enjoyable manner.

"Haha, it's still a little embarrassing to look at at any time, this Aurora is really ruthless."

As he spoke, Giant Fang got up and walked between the waist-high plasma to sit down beside Cold Fang, and then put his arms around his neck and continued,

"However, the protagonist of this show seems to be Troll B who sings the most verses, but the core of the real satire is not him."

On the other side, Saliana tossed her own after braiding Cang Luxi's hair, which had now been braided into a thick and long purple braid, like a vine from her beautiful neck to her chest, and then climbed all the way to her waist and abdomen and fell into the hot spring from the fork between her legs;

"That's what I think, too, and it's not even the ruling government and the military that have gone wrong. I heard that this was not the case in the original version? ”

After hearing Giant Fang's words, she nodded in response and asked, and Cang Luxi raised her body to answer the question with a suppressed smile.

"Yes, the first edition was simply talking about the problem of the ruling government, and it happened to be the heyday of the 'evacuation movement' at that time, and she naturally wrote this to build momentum for the movement."

"I know this, but the version I'm seeing now is actually Nirvana"

Accustomed to nature, Nesta's name almost blurted out, although it didn't pose a problem, but Giant Fang changed his words anyway,

"It's the content that His Excellency the Herald has personally modified, and the focus has obviously shifted to himself and the Rune Council, mainly reflecting the design assumptions of the highest level."

[Urgent insertion of a message]

While they were talking, the audio-visual system in the private hot spring room was suddenly taken over by the brain, as did the vast majority of public service organizations throughout the Republic.

Looking at the screen curiously, he guessed that the rest of the places were also in such a situation, and at this time he was also puzzled about what kind of news was worth making such a big fuss;

The answer came a little later

[Recently, the Republic completed the first material thinking experiment, and a small sharp-toothed beast was transformed into an all-virtual particle state for 0.134 seconds, and remained alive after returning to its original state. 】

[It is reported that in the future, the molecular-level caster will contribute a miniature clone and participate in the experiment as the executor]

(End of chapter)