First, the phenomenon of sounding when the frequency is the same.
Second, the same emotions and emotions arise from some other people's emotions and emotions.
Just looking at this nameplate, Zheng Qing couldn't imagine what the room behind the door would look like - it was a row of bronze chimes hanging on the shelves. Wait for him to knock to see which bell he sounded more harmoniously with? Or was there an alchemy doll standing behind the door, and the Alex next to him would observe whether he would slowly become exactly the same after meeting the doll? Or, behind the door was a rolling and rushing wave. He needed to sit on a black rock and calm the waves by relying on "resonance"?
Just as he was thinking about it.
The bald black-skinned wizard has grabbed the door handle and has verified his identity.
But before opening the door, he finally turned his head and looked at Zheng Qing.
“While the resonance room does not prohibit wizards from bringing anything in, I need to remind you that the existence of a pet or magic item can interfere with the resonance level—or, what we call the ‘match level’ test.”
Alex quietly glanced at the little green snake hanging on Zheng Qing's ear, a little uncertain whether it was a living thing: "...In fact, when the test was tested, the more 'pure' the wizard's state, the easier it is to resonate with it. I suggest you remove all external and unnecessary things on your body."
Zheng Qing blinked and touched the gray cloth bag hanging on his belt.
"What is...external, unnecessary things?" His tone hesitated.
"It's clothes, shoes, socks, accessories."
The black-skinned wizard's tone was faint - Zheng Qing thought handing over the gray bag and the blue dragon was the limit - but Alex's answer was obviously more radical than he thought: "...If I were you, I would still fade my hair, because the hair would react with the magic that wandered between the air, affecting the resonance test."
Take off your clothes?
Apart from becoming a cat, Zheng Qing has never taken off his clothes in front of a strange wizard!
He refused the bald man's suggestion without any hesitation, and suddenly realized why this guy's head became so naked.
"No, thank you," he shook his head very politely. After all, he really didn't have much confidence in the project recommended by Thomas to him, and he didn't intend to spend much effort on this matter: "...just test it out."
He is worried about a lot now.
I don't want to add another new one.
"Are you sure?" The dark-skinned wizard was obviously surprised by the boy's answer. He was stunned for a moment before reconfirming.
"Confirm." This time, Zheng Qing's answer was faster and more firm.
"Okay," Alex shrugged, pushing his glasses like Xiao Xiao, and his thick lips slightly downwards, revealing an extremely regretful expression: "...if you insist."
He pushed open the door.
Unlike what Zheng Qing imagined, there were no chimes, alchemy dolls, or roaring seas behind the door. Behind the door was a small black room with a small area, square, walls, ceiling and floor covered with a layer of black, which seemed to be some leather material. It was soft when stepped on, and it was a touch with a hint of warmth.
There is a cube platform in the center of the house, as if the room is reduced in proportion.
"Sit on."
Alex pointed to the cube table, concise and to the point.
Only then did Zheng Qing realize that it was a chair.
"Come on it?"
He circled around the chair and looked up with uncertainty, then he realized that Alex seemed to be planning to leave the room: "Wait a moment, sorry, I mean, how should I sit? In which direction?"
The dark-skinned wizard had already grasped the door handle.
Hearing this, he looked back at the boy: "Sitting casually, there is no requirement, it depends on your mood. If you don't feel uncomfortable, it doesn't matter if you lie on it... We will observe this test in another place."
“What is the test process?”
"You will know when you sit on it."
Bang!
The door of the resonance room closed heavily as the black-skinned wizard left.
The house suddenly fell into darkness.
The little green snake on his ears did not move at all. Zheng Qing resisted the urge to pull out the Dharma book, threw a few "small stars", groped in the darkness, and sat down with the cube platform.
Sitting properly.
However, out of some habitual consideration, he regarded the position of the door as the "back", sat facing the direction opposite the door, held his knees with both hands, straightened his back, and tried to eliminate the distracting thoughts in his mind.
Buzz!
The darkness in the room lasted only a few seconds.
A natural aperture suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Qing, several feet away from him, floating in the air. Zheng Qing did not see any traces of magic, or lightworms, and the aperture seemed to appear out of thin air.
He couldn't help but reach out and wanted to touch it.
But before he could lift his arm, the aperture twisted violently - like a frightened wetobosnake, with each joint out of control.
He was immediately fixed on the spot, and the distortion of the aperture was slightly lighter, but it was still incomparable to the original roundness. In other words, the closed coil floating in front of him at this moment had no "circle" at all, but had changed from an irregular curve in a wavy shape.
Resonance room.
The name of the room flashed through Zheng Qing's mind again.
There was a little bit of guess in my heart - if the resonance degree is judged based on the initial circle, then the wavy irregular coil should have a very poor resonance degree, and the closer it is to the perfect circle, the higher the resonance degree should be.
In order to verify this guess, he raised his hand and took off the green dragon on his ear.
According to Alex's previous words, such external objects would cause serious interference to the resonance test. Sure enough, as he threw the snake into the corner of the room, the distortion of the light coil in front of him suddenly decreased by several levels, and the interval between the waves became wider.
Zheng Qing took a breath, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, began to calm his mind and adjust his breathing. The aperture became more and more calm as his spirit continued to concentrate, moving closer to the elliptical form. However, after a certain stage, even if Zheng Qing maintained a state of meditation, the aperture would no longer change.
He gently exhaled the miscellaneous air in his chest. He took off the gray cloth bag hanging from his belt and placed it aside.
The distortion of the aperture has dropped a little more.
Then there are haha beads on the wrist, maolong bracelet, jade pendant, shoes, socks, belt, outer robe - Zheng Qing, who had promised to never take off his clothes a few minutes ago, soon there was only the single clothes left inside - this kind of interaction with positive feedback is difficult for people who have never played the game.
Until the end, the aperture in front of him had almost become its original appearance. Zheng Qing was still a little dissatisfied. He could clearly feel that the circle in front of him was not perfect enough, and there was a possibility of further convergence. He sat quietly on the stone platform, staring at the aperture silently, and continued to slowly converge his mind.
This state lasted for a while.
Probably only a few seconds.
It may also be a few minutes.
Just as Zheng Qing was concentrating on trying to get it to approach a more perfect shape.
Very suddenly.
The aperture disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a gentle and gentle voice rang out in this small room—