William listened to Mr. Rabbit’s brief explanation about the club, feeling an ominous premonition.
But at the mont, the only things that could help William’s physical growth were the Circus and Mr. Rabbit himself, with no other options available.
More importantly, when William had stepped into the front yard of the club, he had vaguely sensed a certain connection between the Abyss and the body. His intuition told him that he must grasp this point, as it might lead to the discovery of an alternative Abyss ability.
Bidding farewell to Mr. Rabbit, he returned to the transfer station.
William scanned the flesh-walled room and quickly found the "lottery point," a flesh-like gap in the very center of the floor.
He stretched his arm in as far as possible and quickly felt around for the muscular spheres inside.
The numbers were "1" and "3".
Whew~ William let out a long breath,
"Luckily, I didn’t draw ’Human Body Assembly’ and ’Sports Event.’ As a newcor in the competitive nature of the training, I’m likely to fail, and I don’t want to know what would beco of if subjected to the physical education by those Rabbit n.
So, it’s wrestling and music dance, huh?
Wrestling, that is, engaging in pure physical confrontation with one of the one-in-a-million ’Rabbit n,’ likely through so ans to bring our ranks to the sa level to achieve so-called pure wrestling.
I haven’t yet experienced the club’s training mode, and if I were to start with physical confrontation directly, I fear it would be more losing than winning.
I’d better head to the music dance area first to get a feel for it, since I have so experience there."
As William placed the number three sphere into the corresponding gap, the muscles contracted, opening up a special passage,
[Music Dance Room]
This place, unlike the outer area, was constructed purely of mirrors to allow everyone to see their bodies’ rhythms more clearly.
However, the musical instrunts here were made from human bodies,
such as a cello made with muscle bundles used as strings, combined with a large number of abdominal muscles, or a drum set made from muscle fascia and skeletal fras, and so on.
When William arrived, four Rabbit n were already there.
And among them, the one who was most skilled at playing was the conductor, making strange sounds from between the rabbit masks.
"Dear Mr. William, please choose an instrunt you are most skilled at. If you’re not skilled at any, you can choose to dance, as the dance you perford earlier in the front yard was quite good.
If you are here for just a day, dancing would be the best choice."
"I’ll choose this one."
William had already spotted his instrunt of choice - the "piano", to be precise, it was Yi Chen’s most skilled instrunt,
During his lifeti, Yi Chen was a piano virtuoso at the Orphanage, often staying behind to play with the teacher, even performing publicly at the Orphanage nurous tis.
However, the piano at the club was sowhat different.
To William’s eye, it was assembled from at least ten bodies, even the four piano legs were made of muscular long legs with the skin removed.
The key strike chanism for each key was crafted from the body’s most exquisitely "cardiac muscles",
Every press of the keys was like a strong and forceful heartbeat.
Seeing William sit at the piano, the conducting Rabbit man was slightly startled and warned:
"The piano is one of the hardest instrunts to master here, and it is also the most expensive one. Are you sure you want to use it?
Once chosen, it cannot be changed, and if you cannot keep up with our rhythm, you will need to keep playing until all your physical energy is depleted.
Then, you will be unable to participate in the next training session, today’s training will also end in failure, and you will no longer be allowed to stay in the club."
"Can I give it a try first? After all, it’s my first ti here."
"Five minutes... That’s all the ti I can give you, otherwise it will delay us as well."
"Okay."
William’s fingers gently brushed over the surface of the piano keys, feeling the unique sensation that they brought to his heart. Just as he was about to start playing, a voice emanated from deep within his brain.
"This interesting thing should be handled by ~ Whether it’s playing the piano or understanding the human body, I am better in every way, don’t you agree, William~"
"Sure."
William didn’t insist, as he and Yi Chen were essentially one and the sa.
He stayed in the Thought Library, appreciating Yi Chen’s playing, gaining the sa musical experience, and even learning sothing new from Yi Chen.
The insights Yi Chen gained, he could gain as well.
Suddenly,
A pure essence of death perated the music and dance room. The chest muscles of the n shook instinctively, concaving in caution of potential dangers.
They also developed physical perception, sensing that an extra body seed to have appeared on William’s back, with two hands creeping under the skin toward William’s face.
Once the hands covered his face, forming a mask, William’s entire deanor transford.
The n tilted their heads one by one, unable to comprehend why the young man they had just seen seed to have completely changed into soone else, soone utterly unfamiliar.
The keys of the piano resonated,
Yi Chen played Debussy’s "Clair de Lune." Although he still didn’t grasp the so-called "rhythm," he infused his understanding of death, murder, and the body into the music.
As the piece ended,
The n at the scene were all tensed, with their eyes blood-red, as if they had just experienced a massacre.
Moreover, in the perception of these n, the young man sitting at the piano was nothing less than a deranged murderer, whose playing seed to express his experiences of killing and his sense of pleasure.
Before the n could speak, Yi Chen preempted them, "I’ve more or less adapted to this piano, so please, teach about this so-called ’rhythm.’
"Hmm..."
The lead man dared not say much. After all, the young man was also the chief of the Circus and a distinguished guest of Mr. Rabbit. Besides, the Circus harbored its share of malevolence, and as long as the young man did not violate the training rules, they must proceed.
"Your playing just now had so feeling in it. Rhythm isn’t just about infusing emotions;
it also necessitates engaging the whole body in the playing.
"The rhythmical vibrations of the whole muscle groups correspond with the lodies played on the keys, each muscle cell must participate and perfectly match the rhythm."
"Oh~ I kind of get it now! It’s like killing, isn’t it? With each scream from the opponent, I have to provide corresponding physical feedback.
"Alright~ let’s begin."
Following the lead man’s direction,
A style vastly different from "Clair de Lune" ca to life,
The man playing the saxophone twisted his body rhythmically from side to side, his abdominal muscles undulated like waves, his feet tapped the ground in rhythm, and even the frequency of his contractions was precisely on cue.
Yi Chen, with his remarkable learning ability,
untied the hair bun at the back of his head, letting his hair cascade over his shoulders.
With the piano made of human body and the keys crafted from heart muscle,
every ti Yi Chen struck a key, he imagined it as a perfect act of killing, as if he were directly gouging out a creature’s heart.
The sounds produced by the piano corresponded to the screams of the creature,
and depending on the intensity of the screams, Yi Chen’s muscles responded, keeping up with the so-called ’rhythm.’
This left William, sitting in the Thought Library, utterly astonished.
"Yi Chen’s learning ability~ Is it that strong!? No wonder he stood out in such a harsh orphanage, he truly is a monstrous genius."
As Yi Chen frenziedly played on the outside, keeping up with the n’s rhythm,
William observed the changes in the muscles of the body, especially in the abdominal abyss that contracted with the rhythm, attempting to find a connection between the body and the abyss.
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