interstellar player

The boy's voice was as quiet and clean as ever, and it was still as transparent and clear as a cloud, but it seemed to be different from before.

Buried under the glass-like voice was Yan Ran's absolute obedience that was so heavy that she couldn't refuse.

The boy's voice was not loud, and he didn't deliberately use his mental strength, as if he was just whispering softly.

It was supposed to be a voice that only he could hear, but for some reason, "I am back." These four simple words, this voice that has not changed any characteristics, has traveled through time and space, beyond the Milky Way and the sea of ​​stars , penetrated through the layers of clouds and rocks, everyone, no matter the performer, waiter or ordinary people, heard these four words clearly, so clear that they will never forget.

Who is talking here?

Am I wrong?

It sounds so familiar...

He is back? 'who is he?

In an instant, everyone stopped what they were doing and listened to the voice coming from nowhere. The undisguised powerful spiritual power in that voice was even more admirable.

The baby stopped crying, the child put down the toy in his hand, the adults were full of doubts, the waiters on the battlefield stopped attacking one after another, even the monsters stopped moving and fell into a stillness because of the sound.

The water is no longer flowing, the wind and clouds are no longer floating, and the animals lower their proud heads.

Because of this voice, and because of these four words, the whole world forgot what they were supposed to do. Their only thought at the moment was 'don't defy this voice'.When they wanted to listen carefully and look for the source of the sound carefully, they didn't know that this voice full of endless magic power disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace of it.

'drop'

——An abnormal mental power reaction was detected——

——Psychic power response exceeds the peak——

The precision instruments frequently burst out beeps, and then all returned to normal in the next moment. Scholars and scientists from all walks of life expressed curiosity about this phenomenon, and with their IQs, they quickly connected the sounds that emerged in their minds with the abnormalities of the instruments. And vowed to find out that magical voice.

What can make the detector give an abnormal warning, it must not be an ordinary mental power!Maybe... maybe this is the spiritual power they have been looking for that can completely restrain the monsters!

"This voice... Sang Yan!"

"Xiaoyan."

Ai Yaxiu and Jing Yuzhi also heard this voice, and their first reaction was 'this is Sang Yan's voice'.How could they fail to recognize the voice that fascinated them, the voice that had penetrated deeply into their souls?

but……

"It can't be Sang Yan."

The next moment, they all denied it.They thought it was because they missed Sang Yan so much that they had auditory hallucinations, because Sang Yan has not been whereabouts so far!

but……

"This feeling can't be wrong!"

The former temporary contract, the high coherence rate, the feeling of heartbeat, the momentary loss of consciousness after hearing the voice, and the body's instinctive reaction all revealed everywhere. What they heard was Sang Yan's voice.

The change of mood was completed in an instant, the emotions of loss, surprise, disbelief, etc. finally turned into joy, and the depressed and irritable emotions of the past few days were swept away.

The two looked at each other and got the same affirmative answer from each other's eyes.

"Xiaoyan's voice!"

Unable to hold back his temper, Ai Yaxiu spoke first, and hearing Xiaoyan's voice made him dance with joy, and even Jing Yuzhi, who he disliked the most, became cute in his eyes.

"Ah."

Jing Yuzhi nodded with a smile, and the corners of his mouth could not be restrained from rising. The more natural arc indicated his joyful mood at the moment.

"I'm going to find Xiaoyan!"

"Wait, where did you find it?"

A single-celled organism said: "You can hear Xiaoyan's voice, Xiaoyan must be nearby!"

"No, it's not." Jing Yuzhi stopped a certain tyrannosaurus that was eager to move, and replied, "He's not nearby, maybe...maybe on the Arkada battlefield."

"Akada battlefield? So far away? Isn't it occupied there? How could Xiaoyan be there?"

Jing Yuzhi thought for a while, "Feeling."

He just thought that Sang Yan would be on the Akada battlefield without any reason.The chief, who never judged by feeling, decided to trust his intuition this time.

"Stop joking, how could my uncle believe your feelings!"

"Do you know where Sang Yan is?"

"I don't know, but my uncle...!"

"Since you don't know, go to Arcada. It's better to have a goal than no goal."

Ignoring the Tyrannosaurus's protests, the already faded gentle chief of StarCraft resolutely decided on his destination, and any protests were ineffective.

In front of such a resolute De Jingyu, the interstellar beast Ai Yaxiu had no choice but to listen to him.

"Hey, is going to Arcada really just because of intuition?"

When setting the route, Aiya corrected his expression and asked, Jing Yuzhi in his impression was definitely not a person who acted on intuition.

"Maybe not."

The answer was ambiguous, but Jing Yu had a bottom line in his heart.

Probably...because he and Sang Yan have a high coherence rate...

The words that can affect his actions, the voice that can make him lose his soul, and the fluctuation of the sound that can make his heart beat, he should have thought of it long ago.As early as when he knew that Sang Yan was an ancient sound, no, maybe it should be earlier, as early as when he first heard Sang Yan speak, as early as when he first heard his music on Xingwang, he You should have guessed it - the synchronization rate between him and Sang Yan is absolutely the same!

……

Just like Sang Yan announced to the world that day, the four words that affected the entire interstellar world quickly attracted great attention. Many people think that the person who said these words is still the S-level performer Sang Yan, but, All kinds of data show that this time's mental power is stronger than Sang Yan's, strong enough to determine the survival of the stars.

No matter how strong Sang Yan is, it is impossible to be so strong. Sang Yan is just a young man under 20 years old. How can he be so young with such profound spiritual power?

Therefore, this can never be Sang Yan.

Previously he was unwilling to admit that Sang Yan was an S-level performer, and then completely blocked the ancient music to pursue Sang Yan, and now he has made a decisive decision.

Rotten people always make the same stupid mistakes on the same events, and this time too.

"Doctor, this voice overlaps 96% with the waveform of Sang Yan's voice. Is it Sang Yan...?"

"Impossible. He can't make any sound now." The speaker pondered for a while and then said: "Now, it's almost time to go and see this S-level performer."

"Yes, Doctor."

'Tap''tap''tap'' A new guest was ushered in on the Rilla mothership, which had not made any movement for several days. The person walking in front was wearing a casual casual clothes and didn't look like a soldier. He didn't need any identity. The proof is because the metal texture mask on his face has shown his identity - he is the master of the entire fortress, and he is also known as the 'doctor'.

Without any hesitation, she went straight to the door of Sang Yan's room, ordered the two people behind her to stay outside the door, and went straight in.

The exposed eyes instantly caught the young man sitting at the table. The room didn't turn on the light so he couldn't see clearly the young man's appearance at the moment. Looking for the light coming in through the crack of the door, he could only vaguely see the young man's profile, and couldn't clearly distinguish the young man's face. look.

"Sang Yan." The doctor: "I'm sorry for inviting you here in this way. We should have met in a more peaceful way."

As he spoke, he pulled away the chair next to Sang Yan and sat down.

He thinks that Sang Yan has no lethal power at the moment. A player who has lost his spiritual power is facing a waiter who exceeds s in the upper three dimensions.

"A long time ago, I had a lover, he was an ordinary person without any spiritual power and I was the heir of the waiter family. As everyone expected, everyone around us, including our family and friends, opposed us being together, But we are still firm enough not to be separated. We have a very happy life."

He sighed and continued: "However, not all fairy tales have a perfect and happy ending. He died only because he was not a performer and had no spiritual power. He was killed by my family."

The tone suddenly became gloomy and cold, as if it was about to freeze all temperatures, full of biting cold.

"Should one be looked down upon if one has no spiritual power? Should one be abandoned if one cannot go to the battlefield? Should one be ruthlessly killed if one has no use value? Isn't life equal? ​​Can the gap between people really be as large as Determining life and death at will? This distorted world has long since lost its fairness because of the existence of the performers and servants, so it shouldn't exist?! Don't you think so? Don't all the oppressed ordinary people think so?"

He stood up from the chair and went behind Sang Yan, grabbing the back of Sang Yan's chair with one hand: "So... from the moment my lover died, from the moment my family found me the other half of the performer, I decided Let everyone have spiritual power, and let everyone form a field movement! No matter ordinary people or waiters, as long as they have spiritual power, the performer is worthless! Isn't it because of spiritual power that the performer is so high? Then I It is necessary to make spiritual power worthless! If everyone is the same, wouldn't my lover back then not have to die? Is this world equal?"

He leaned down, leaned close to the young man's ear, and seduced him: "You are the only person I have ever seen who has changed from an ordinary person to a musician, and also the only person whose mental strength has reached S. Don't you hate the composer for killing your mother? Don't you hate what you have suffered? Cooperate with me, I can make you double the pain and hatred you have suffered, let you trample on those who looked down on you and bully you before, and let your spirit Powerful enough to do whatever it wants!"

"If the world controlled by the player continues to exist, I would rather it completely collapse!"

Every word the doctor said came from the heart, and the events he said were also true. He hated the performers, and wished that all the performers and the planet would perish together.He also hopes that all people are equal and hopes to cooperate with Sang Yan.

"Cough...cough..." He coughed twice, and a blood-red mark was printed on his hand, but he didn't mind it as if he didn't see it. "I'm old, and my body is useless. By the way, you can't speak yet! Your mental power is too strong, so you have to take extraordinary measures to limit your voice. But don't worry, as long as you are willing to cooperate with me, I will Get your voice back right away."