In the year 118 of the Star Dome Calendar, the acoustic detectors on the Honey Mist Gear were suddenly pierced by a sharp, piercing silence. Su Yuhan clutched her ears and collapsed in front of the console, watching the sound spectrogram on the monitor being devoured by a black void. "Captain! The acoustic equilibrium of the Sound-Silence Galaxy is collapsing! The Sound Clan’s ultrasonic waves are shattering the Silence Clan’s noise-canceling barriers, and the Silence Clan’s vortex of silence... is annihilating all sound waves!"
Chen Feng gripped the anchor core, the virtual-real patterns on its surface resonating with the turbulent currents of sound and silence. "Liu Ruyan, activate the Honey Mist Gear’s sound-silence converter. Jiang Xue, refine the virtual-real honey into a gelatinous acoustic membrane capable of sustaining both sound and silence—sound requires a resonant chamber of silence, and silence requires the ripples of sound."
The moment the ship broke through the vortex barrier, the Sound Clan’s city of bells and the Silence Clan’s fortress of silence were revealed. The projection of the Sound Clan’s High Priest rippled like sound waves, his voice carrying a thunderous resonance: "Silence is the tomb of sound! The Pure-Essence Council says we must use ultrasonic waves to shatter all silence!"
Chapter 207