After I died, I became a cat

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"Come on," Mullen pushed open the back door of the concert hall that was used as a practice venue this time, "this is here."

The members of the Shining Star Performance Troupe had already finished their meal and started preparing for makeup and changing clothes, before taking the ether-powered car to Guangming Mountain.But the show would not begin without the chief vocalist, and they had been waiting for Mullen for a while.

"Mallen!" The singers who saw him push the door in rushed forward, "Did you do something?"

"Master Wilmot shouted your name angrily and ran away."

"Did you take anything from Master Wilmot?"

"I said, Master Wilmot is so poor, why don't you snatch his things childishly?"

"You must be serious when performing, and let the master see your strength."

"I'm not childish!" Maren struggled and shouted when the people surrounded him blocked the door, "I just don't want to sing "Mountain of Light"!"

The entire concert hall was silent.

Mu Lun wanted to say something more, but behind him, Ye Weidan made a faint sound.

"Hey, can you let go? You guy."

"Huh?" The people surrounding Ma Lun finally saw Ye Weidan, "Ma Lun, who is this?"

"I found a kid." Maren, who couldn't read the atmosphere at all, laughed, "I want to practice with him..."

"What are you practicing?" A familiar voice rang out from behind him.

"...?"

Mullen turned his head slowly, moving like a short-circuited robot.

While others shouted: "Master Wilmot!"

"Master Wilmot! Haven't you already set off for Guangming Mountain in advance?"

"How could I go to Guangming Mountain? The thief who stole my things hasn't been found yet," said Master Wilmot, who was obviously short, but pulled Maren, who was taller than him, out of the crowd. Pulling out the booklet from his hand, he warned him, "Next time you dare to touch my things, I will definitely—"

"Master Wilmot!" Mullen, who was raised, shouted in surprise.

"Look at him, look at him, doesn't he look like that?"

The chief singer who said so pointed to Ye Weidan who had an inexplicable face.

Everyone present was puzzled by Mullen's actions, and so was Master Wilmot.But just like someone suddenly pointing at a place and shouting a flying saucer, the people around him would subconsciously turn around, so his gaze also turned to Ye Weidan.

Then, at a glance, he was stunned.

The pause in Master Wilmot's movements was obvious, and the people around him also noticed the strangeness of the little old man. Everyone quieted down again, and waited for a few seconds in the strange atmosphere before seeing Master Wilmot suddenly let go and raised his hand. With Marlon's hand in his hand, he turned to the stranger, and said, "What a strange look, where are you from a minority? What's your vocal range?"

"..." Ye Weidan.

???

Traveling suddenly, trying to explore the different world after cheering up the spirit, and then probably because of the very abnormal appearance and poor clothes in this different world, he provoked a group of gangsters without doing anything.

Ye Weidan himself used to be a gangster, and the original character card occupation he registered on the PU was also a gangster. He, a gangster who had already washed his hands, could guess what the gangsters were thinking just by looking at their expressions, so he was surrounded In an instant, he was the first to shoot.

Ye Gewei from Dingxiantai, Tianxian District, Chongsheng City is famous!

Even if it is changed to another world, there is no difference.

So he defeated the gangsters very smoothly.

Well, it didn't go well. I haven't exercised enough recently, and my body is still sore from the excessive exercise the day before. I was beaten again, so I can only say that I won by playing tricks.

Although he was surprised that those gangsters came forward and opened their mouths to sing without doing anything, those gangsters were even more surprised that he didn't sing. Successfully defeated after a few punches.

...probably good luck.

It's good luck.

Thinking of this good luck, the 17-year-old boy felt inexplicably anxious, and he had no patience to continue dawdling here.

"What is the vocal range?" Ye Weidan said, "Forget it, this male psycho is one of yours, right? Can you keep an eye on him so that he doesn't run around in the street?"

"Me?" Mullen was shocked, "Male psychopath?"

"Didn't you hear clearly?" Master Wilmot said, "I'm asking about your vocal range."

"That's why," Ye Weidan became even more impatient, "What is the vocal range?"

His words drew silence in the room.

After a long while, someone whispered.

"The kid said 'what is the vocal range'."

"It seems that you have received a standard education, but you don't know what a vocal range is?"

"It's impossible for schools not to teach this now, right? What kind of teachers are we using the tax money we pay every year?"

"Which collapsed small nation is this young man? He hasn't received a standard education."

The voices of these people were actually not loud, but Ye Weidan could basically hear them clearly.

"..."

Why do I have the feeling of being asked if I haven't graduated from elementary school?

No matter what, he was admitted to university by himself, okay!Even if it is three copies!Even without reading it at all!

Moreover, through the screen, when you conduct investigations as a player, the words of passerby A will usually become like this——

[Whispering, whispering, they feel incredible about you]

——The abbreviated text, although the meaning is the same, but Ye Weidan found that in the game, there is no such sense of substituting as listening to these people whispering live!

But not angry, not angry.

He has no time to be angry.

"……I'm leaving."

Ye Weidan said, turning his head around.

"Voice range is the range from the lowest pitch to the highest pitch that your vocal cords can produce. However, each range has its own mysteries, which will arouse different ethers. It does not mean that the higher the pitch, the better, the lower the bass Well, what we are after is eternal beauty and emotion.”

Master Wilmot said suddenly.

He paused, and said, "And the praise of hope is like Guangming Mountain."

Everyone nodded, and Mullen rolled his eyes.

Master Wilmot took a deep look at Ye Weidan, turned around, and said, "Okay, the car is here, take your things, and we are going to the Guangming Mountain Auditorium."

"Yes, Master."

The crowd dispersed, and Ye Weidan, who had no idea what the group was talking about, twitched his mouth and turned to leave again.

Mullen stopped him.

"We're going to perform in the Guangming Mountain Auditorium. Do you want to see it? Maybe you'll be interested in musicals after watching it?"

"Why do you have to be interested in musicals?" Ye Weidan frowned, "I'll just treat you as a joke about the protagonist, I'm tone deaf."

"Deafness of tone... Let's try it first," Ma Lun didn't give up. "Not everyone can go to the Guangming Mountain Auditorium. This is a performance that only happens once a year. Don't you take advantage of such a good opportunity?"

"I'm not interested." Ye Weidan said.

But after finishing speaking, the 17-year-old boy did not leave directly like his attitude just now.

...annual show.

Ye Weidan thought about this key word.

A program that runs repeatedly and regularly in a certain period of time, whether it is a festival or something else, is likely to be involved in mysterious events.

Festivals and ceremonies have special significance in mysticism. This point is not limited to the special festivals handed down from ancient times. Modern festivals also have this point after they are repeated many times and celebrated every year.

Even on Children's Day and shopping festivals, strange things can easily happen.

From the investigator's point of view, if you encounter local festivals during the investigation, you must investigate these festivals carefully.

But Ye Weidan is not an investigator now, he is just an ordinary person who has time-traveled, the kind who doesn't have any spiritual vision at all.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Now I'm a little interested. Hey, take me to see. By the way, you can really bring people in, right? The Guangming Mountain Auditorium."

***

"The inside of this mountain called Guangming is actually hollow."

Hu Bugui was surprised, "It seems that these locals are still planning to do something inside. Is today a special day for them?"

"Well," Chen Erhuang, who had come out of his body and turned into a spirit, had already turned around in the air, "I heard people nearby talking about it, today is the birthday."

"Whose birthday?"

"This mountain."

"...Troublesome, why does it feel like we came at such a bad time, it's a very influential festival in the high mystery world, so it's strange that nothing happened?"

"The timing is not something we can decide, it's decided by Victor Punk's distress signal." Chen Erhuang said, "Do you think Victor Punk's distress signal appeared and then went off here, would it be related to this festival? ?”

"...I don't know." Hu Bugui frowned, "There seems to be something wrong with this mountain."

"Hey?"

Hu Bugui showed his teammates visible on his system panel, and demonstrated it for Chen Erhuang.

Demon hunter, good at sporting different weapons, with different potions and props.Although it is not the kind of extraordinary profession with extremely decisive power, they have a way to deal with it no matter what the situation is, and they are a group of all-round polymaths.

Hu Bugui's attainments in many miscellaneous studies are by no means comparable to Chen Erhuang's. For example, he is analyzing the structure of Guangming Mountain now.

"If you read the information about this world, you should know that until more than 100 years ago, there was a kind of disaster that often occurred in this world, that is, the collapse of the ether."

Hu Bugui first mentioned something that seemed to have nothing to do with the structure of Guangming Mountain.

"'Ether' is the reason why locals can use their voices to summon miracles. Although our PU has not recovered it, in terms of rating, this thing is a six-star mysterious thing, and even has the qualifications to be promoted to a seven-star.

"This universe is a single-world universe, there are no planets, the land is flat, and the boundary of the ocean is the boundary of the world. The so-called sun and stars are not physical celestial bodies like in the general universe. They are just a kind of light in this world. Phenomenon. To sum up, the physical constants and even mathematical rates of this universe are very different from those of the general low-to-middle mysterious world.

"So, disasters in this world will only happen according to the rules of this world."

Landslides, landslides, droughts and floods, tsunamis and earthquakes, hurricanes and thunderstorms.

All because of the changes in the ether, all because of the sound that activates the ether.

"In the period of more than 100 years ago, the sensitivity of the six-star mysterious 'ether' was very high. It is said that in some places where the concentration of ether was super high, the sound of human breathing caused ether riots, volcanic eruptions, and hundreds of thousands of casualties. After that, the locals will try their best to master the skills of voice control, but it is still not enough, because this kind of..."

"In this world, people's mouths are not the only ones that can speak." Chen Erhuang said.

"It seems that you understand," Hu Bugui nodded, "Even if you don't speak, you write and communicate, and the pen tip rubs against the paper to make a sound. The ether is not picky about the frequency of the sound, even if humans can't hear it." The infrasonic wave and ultrasonic wave, as long as the conditions are satisfied, can also induce the ether.

"Bright Mountain is not just a mountain. Its appearance effectively suppressed the sensitivity of the ethers and restricted their range. After that, the probability of ether collapses became very small, and only three cases occurred in more than a century. The scale is not very large. For the locals here, it is simply lucky.”

"Well," Chen Erhuang nodded, "and then? What's wrong with this mountain?"

"Oh," Hu Bugui said, "it's about to collapse."

***

Ye Weidan, who got into the carriage to the Guangming Mountain Auditorium: "..."

Why, a sudden chill?

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The author has something to say:

Classmate A Dan who alternates between luck and bad luck.

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Happy Lantern Festival