After I died, I became a cat

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"The Shining Star Performing Troupe... You are indeed the champions of this year's Bright Cup competition," the soldier on duty inspected the certificate presented by the regiment leader and Mullen, nodded and shook his head again, "But tonight It’s not you who are performing in the auditorium.”

Head: "...?"

Mullen: "...??"

Master Wilmot who just got off the carriage: "...???"

The short Master Wilmot immediately pushed aside the people surrounding him and got into the crowd.

"Is there any new arrangement from above?" The little old man asked, "Can you let me see the notice? Or just tell me where to post it."

This attitude is completely different from his domineering attitude as the director and supervisor of the Shining Star Performance Troupe, and it can even be said to be a bit humble.Hearing what Master Wilmot said, Mullen couldn't help but exchanged glances with the head of the Shining Star Troupe.

——Hey...Master Wilmot is a lifelong master selected by the council. Although he hasn't made any new achievements in the past ten years, he doesn't have such an attitude towards a small soldier, right?Master alone can blow all the soldiers here to scum.

——You ask me how do I know?However, Master Wilmot was indeed too inconspicuous, and even considered a celebrity, but he would not be recognized by anyone on the street.

--Who said that!When the master came to be the supervisor, I recognized it at a glance!

——Maren, you are a fan of Master Wilmot, so you can't be counted on the side of passers-by... Anyway, if a master comes out to negotiate for us, it should be stable.

Although that short figure was not stalwart, everyone in the Shining Star Troupe breathed a sigh of relief.

Then they heard...

"Who are you?" asked the soldier on duty.

More and more people got off from the carriages, and the beautiful men and women who had already painted their makeup whispered to each other and made a commotion, but when the soldier said this, everyone fell silent.

"Hello?" Only Maren said in disbelief, "This is Master Wilmot? The master Wilmot who sang "The Legend of That Song" ten years ago! Don't you know him? "

"And what is "The Legend of That Song"?" the soldier on duty asked back.

The silent beauties and beauties talked again.

"You don't even know?"

"... I once again doubt the basic education of young people now."

"Is there any problem?" Only Ye Weidan asked.

"Minorities who don't receive basic education don't speak at this time." The others all turned their heads to refute him.

Ye Weidan, who was not a minority at all, rolled his eyes and looked up at Guangming Mountain, which was already very close.

According to the experience on the earth, the vast majority of famous mountains and rivers are generally covered with dense forests from the hillsides to the plains. These forests either grow naturally or have been planted by the predecessors. The gray and earthy ridges are blocked by bright colors, leaving only There are several zigzag stairs opened up for people to climb the mountain.

The Guangming Mountain here is different. Although the material of Guangming Mountain prevents it from becoming a place for plant reproduction, Ye Weidan thought that the entire mountain had been surrounded by this town when looking from a distance.

But when you get to the foot of the mountain, you will find that the encirclement is encirclement, but between the town and Guangming Mountain, there is an open space about one kilometer wide.

... Wow, this scale is wider than the square of XX Gate.

Ye Weidan, who had never seen such-and-such gate square with his own eyes, thought.

Even the security check at a certain square would not be so strict.

Looking at the edge of the open space at the junction of the town, the circle of checkpoints arranged like the front line of the battlefield, he couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth.

...It looks like you don't intend to open it to the public at all, so isn't it that you can't even sell tickets to make money?The people of this world are too economically savvy.

The 17-year-old boy, who was calculating these things in his mind, lost his mind for a while, when he heard the noise of the quarrel in front of him suddenly getting louder.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

exclaimed Mullen.

The chief singer of the Shining Star Troupe had already been tied up, and even a sword was pressed around his neck, which was pressed against his throat to prevent him from singing suddenly.

After roaring, Mullen felt the pain without bowing his head to know that the skin at his throat was scratched by the blade.The hairy feeling from his intuition made him shut his mouth instantly.

The vocal cords must not be injured, and it is best not to have a wound on the neck to avoid infection.People who aim at singers must be careful, just like professional athletes, to avoid injuries. Otherwise, even if the people here have excellent treatment techniques, they cannot prevent small-probability incidents.

Every singer would think so. Obviously, the soldiers on duty had already mastered this weakness of singers.

Other soldiers rushed forward and gagged Mullen's mouth with a special gag.

... The question is how did things suddenly develop to this point?Ye Weidan couldn't react.

"Is Maren Trista, the chief singer of Shining Star, right?" A soldier captain with more advanced armor came out of the outpost, "Ah, it is indeed you who will be performing in the auditorium tonight. "

Mullen, who was gagged, tried to whine, but the soldier captain only gave him a disgusted look.

"Your qualification has been disqualified, and there will be someone more suitable to replace you as the chief. So people from the Shining Star Performance Troupe can go in, but you can't. Come, someone, put this guy in the Silent Detention Center!"

The sudden appearance of a name caused commotion in the crowd in front of the checkpoint.

"Silent Detention Center?"

"how come?!"

"Could it be..."

Not only Mullen, but everyone else who heard the name Silent Detention Center turned pale.Although Ye Weidan lacked background introduction in this regard, he knew that Silent Detention Center must be a terrifying place just by looking at the reactions of the people around him.

However, it's just that a performance qualification has been disqualified, and he will be put in jail, isn't it unusual?

There must be something wrong with this world, Ye Weidan thought.

In the crowd, Master Wilmot's face was also very pale, even paler than that of Maren who was tied up. The old man opened his mouth to say something, but it took a while to realize that he hadn't made a sound at all.

Silent Detention Center, from its name, is just a detention center.Detention centers are places where suspects are held, not where convicted criminals live.But in fact, this detention center is larger than the large prisons in this country.

That is to use a technology that the public does not know the principle to build a strange prison.

No one knows where this prison is, and no one knows how many people are locked in it. The reason why this prison is famous is that there is no ether within the prison.

Silent Watch is located in a manufactured space zone.

This fact is incredible, because the ether is as omnipresent as the air, no, the ether is more omnipresent than the air.Whether in the water or hundreds of meters deep underground, there are spirits called ethers active.

How can a person survive after losing the ether? This is the cognition of people in this world.Ordinary people are fine, but a singer like Mullen who takes music as a profession cannot bear the existence of no ether around him.

Moreover, according to rumors, no one has ever seen anyone who came out of Silent Detention Center.

All those who entered the silent detention center were never heard from again until their death.

Mullen is miserable.

Mullen is screwed.

Everyone at the scene realized it one after another, but no one dared to speak.

They didn't even dare to ask the reason why Mullen was arrested... Will they hurt themselves if they speak out at this time.

"I said," a rebellious young voice sounded in this quiet time, "what is the Silent Detention Center?"

"!!!"

Everyone turned their heads in unison, and saw Ye Weidan standing behind the crowd with the expression of a punk.

The 17-year-old boy put his hands on his hips and said in a loud voice: "The police have to charge people when they arrest them, right? How can they arrest people when they arrest people? What's more, it's not a detention center but a detention center? What is the difference between your detention center and the detention center? Is it the same over there?"

He glared at the soldier captain who seemed to be very powerful, "Do you think I have never been in the detention center? I am a regular visitor to the detention center. The procedures of these people are absolutely wrong. Why are you afraid of him?"

Hearing what Ye Weidan said, the soldier captain turned his head, looked at the head of the Shining Star Performing Troupe who was stunned by this series of developments, and asked, "Is this one of yours too?"

"No, no," the regiment leader subconsciously said, and then realized, "He, he is Mullen's friend... No, no, no, he is a handyman in our regiment, a handyman..."

It's definitely not a good thing to have a relationship with Mullen at this time.

Although the group leader has just met Ye Weidan, he has a heart of defense for him.

is a good person.

However, the reaction was a bit slow.

"Catch him." The soldier captain pointed to Ye Weidan behind the crowd, "That guy is also Maren Trista's accomplice."

This level of nonsense even shocked Ye Weidan, who lives in the information network age.

"...I just met that gray-haired guy for less than an hour!"

"If we've only known each other for an hour," the soldier said, "why would you speak for Maren Trista?"

"I point out the facts just to help that gray-haired man?" Ye Weidan couldn't believe it, "Are all the policemen here like this?"

His questioning was obviously useless. Several soldiers had rushed up through the crowd, singing while waving their long swords.

It was a rhythmic battle song, but listening to the melody, it seemed to be an adapted version of "Mountain of Light". The jumping ether flashed with a glow like fire, and the silvery long sword's blade soared one meter, like a martial arts hero. The sword spirit in the novel is the same.

The lethality of this sword energy should not be underestimated, even Ma Lun, who was too busy to take care of himself, let out an anxious murmur, wanting Ye Weidan to run away.

However, the 17-year-old former gangster blew a whistle, dodged sideways, and kicked the soldier's sword-holding hand.

Some ethers were also attracted by the whistle, and a phantom of a red brick appeared in midair, but unfortunately it quickly collapsed.But Ye Weidan didn't pay attention to this at all. He stared at the flying sword, jumped up, and smoothly fished the hilt into his hand.

"Wow--"

Because the effect of ether is too omnipotent, so that no fighting skills have been developed. This is the first time that everyone present saw someone who can react so flexibly in a fight, and they couldn't help but let out a neat gasp.

And Ye Weidan, who grabbed the long sword, of course would not stay where he was, and rushed directly to the soldier captain.

"What are you going to do?!"

The soldier who thought Ye Weidan was going to rush up to kill him shouted heavily, but saw that Ye Weidan passed him without even giving him a look.

Ye Weidan, who rushed to Ma Lun's side, slashed down with his sword. Even without the blessing of extraordinary power, it was a perfect sword, just enough to cut off the rope that bound Ma Lun.

"Run!" Ye Weidan shouted.

Mullen, whose mind was blank, heard the voice and moved his legs subconsciously.

After running seven or eight meters like a spinal reflex, he realized that he turned his head and asked, "Where are we going?!"

Ye Weidan passed him like the wind, grabbed Maren's collar the moment he passed him, lifted him up and ran straight away, without turning back, he said, "Tell me what happened to you first!"

The grey-haired singer turned pale.

"Big, probably I was discovered singing other songs..." Ma Lun hesitated, not as high-spirited as before, and said in a crying voice, "I was too lucky, but how did they find out..."

"What?!"

Ye Weidan only felt that his head was full of boiled paste, otherwise even the difference in civilization between the two worlds could not explain why he could not understand what Mullen said at all.

"What do you mean you were caught singing other songs? Is this a crime that needs to go to the detention center?"