After I died, I became a cat

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The sky darkened, and the night spread in all directions.

Mysterious side - the star number SD-09865 is not a physical planet, but a mass of nothingness.The brilliance of various colors swims in groups like fish in the water in the night, watching the world, watching this moment, the most glamorous existence on the ground.

Before sunset, Guangming Mountain reflected seven colors of fire in the sunlight.

After sunset, Guangming Mountain lights up like the sun.

In order to participate in this memorable day, many people came from thousands of miles by airship, and the nobles in gorgeous clothes were in pairs, and a small social activity was held in the foyer at the entrance of the Guangming Mountain Auditorium, talking about all kinds of things that have no nutritional value question, and handed the bronzing invitation letter to the waiter in the red vest.

The nobles can watch tonight's performance in the auditorium, and the common people can only stay outside.

They couldn't even enter the one-kilometer isolation zone between Guangming Mountain and the town, so they could only move out their own benches and line them up outside the soldiers' checkpoints.

If it is just civilians in the city, order can barely be maintained outside the checkpoint, but with the addition of tourists from all over the country every year, and among these tourists, some of them have not received the invitation letter of the Guangming Mountain Auditorium, but do not want to sit with the civilians. Seeing a little noble who was about to make a scene as a commoner, even though the city had made some arrangements early on, the checkpoint was still in chaos.

Someone yelled and chatted with friends around him.

Some children cried loudly.

Some small vendors took the opportunity to sell, and the shops along the street were open, and the aroma of cooked food wafted from the singing.

The mother-in-law and mother chatted with their children in their arms, and the crumbs of food under their feet were thrown on the ground.If couples don't have other people's kisses, you sing softly one by one, drawing a pink heart with ethereal gestures.No one, no one paid attention to the upcoming performance in the Guangmingshan Auditorium.

The nobles who had already entered the auditorium performed better, but they were not mentally ready to listen and appreciate at all, and continued to socialize in front of the hall.

They talked about Mullen, making fun of the recent incident.

"...No matter what, you should pay attention to what you say, right? Who does he think he is?"

"I knew for a long time that the chief of Shining Star couldn't sing in Guangming Mountain, or I was sure there must have been something wrong during the trials. I don't know how to sing, and I know that the chief of Shining Star, Mullen, is really good. But Charles from the Bright Song and Dance Troupe is even better, he is the Charles from Matthew's family."

"I found someone to operate it a few months ago. I didn't expect the Matthew's family to make a move until today. Anyway, a small band like Shining Star can just find a reason, just..."

"No, I heard that tonight is still on the Shining Star."

"Ok?"

"The chief is replaced by Matthew's Charles."

"Huh? Why do you want to do this? It's inexplicable."

"A mouse in Shining Star made this request. It seems that if it wasn't for that rat's informant, it wouldn't be easy to get the chief of Shining Star in."

"Haha, I don't need to be like this at all."

"I also think that the Matthew family is very angry that it's just that the Shining Star snatched away this year's quota. They must punish the chief of that Shining Star."

"Tsk tsk."

"Tsk tsk, what a profit."

"The Prohibition of New Works Act is really lucrative."

"Bright Star shouldn't have participated in the trials in the first place."

"What is their own composition, they themselves don't even know."

"The judges who chose them as winners are also, which master is it? Master Will?"

"It's Master Wilmot."

Master Wilmot sat silently on his seat.

He is respected, but his plain old clothes make him out of tune with others.

This row of seats was full of masters from all over the world. Some masters chatted and laughed with the nobles, while a few masters, like Wilmot, sat quietly, clearly distinguishing themselves from others.

Hearing the jokes of the nobles, the short old man took out the pamphlet he had snatched back from Mullen from his bosom.He turned to the first page and saw the four characters "Son of Rebellion" on the title page, and suddenly sighed.

Then, with his hands outstretched, he tore the crookedly bound booklet in half.

After several months of training, the Shining Star Performing Troupe finally managed to meet the standards in his heart. At this moment, they changed their generals, and the "general" who was replaced didn't even intend to have a rehearsal with the Shining Star. Obviously, the few performances he added in training, and even the painstaking efforts that his predecessors barely kept, had to be deleted tonight.

Otherwise, Charles Matthew would not be able to cooperate with Shining Star at all.

But even if it did, tonight's show was bound to be a disaster.

That being the case, what are you listening to?

The lights in the auditorium were dimmed, and the musicians of Shining Star entered with their instruments.

Over the past few months, Wilmot has become very familiar with these young people. Even if he can't see their expressions, he can still imagine how shaken they were by Mullen's arrest.

The old man stood up in the dark and left the scene.

As he walked out of the lively foyer, singing came from behind him.

"Mountain of Light—" sang Charles Mathew.

But no one was listening.

In the auditorium, outside the checkpoint, nobles and commoners.

No one was listening.

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[Listening test, 1D100=95, big failure]

"...Mmmmm?!"

Chen Erhuang, who joined the battle between Hu Bugui and Victor Punk, was suddenly shocked.

"Big failure? Listen to big failure? What did I miss? There must be something wrong with the frequency of my big failure?!"

"I rely on that civet, you pay attention!" Elena shouted.

"Did you hear anything?" Chen Erhuang called back to her.

"What?" Elena obviously didn't pay attention to anything, she didn't get the prompt for the listening check.

why?Could it be because my listening range is wider than Elena's?

Chen Erhuang didn't have time to explore this question. Seeing that Hu Bugui, a guy who had fallen into madness, showed signs of shifting his attention to Yi Lianna again, he hurried forward to draw this teammate's attention back to himself.

They fought in the sky, their figures hiding among the stars, and as for the battle situation, they fell into an unexciting stalemate.

It was their original plan to bring Hu Bugui and Victor Punk into the open sky to fight, so that Irina could use the silent map cannon of all silence.However, there is no plan in the world that does not face accidents. The accident that Chen Erhuang and Yi Lianna are facing now is that the speed of Victor Punk and Hu Bugui is too fast.

Elena released the silence, all she needed to do was raise her index finger to her lips and blow gently.

It only takes a second of effort, and there is no skill CD. Although it is a ranged move, it can be cast casually like ordinary fireball without chanting or CD.If it was an online game, which profession could possess such a skill, it would undoubtedly break the balance among the professions in the game and make players of other professions kneel down and call daddy.But...but, both Hu Bugui and Victor Punk are strong men who can escape from the silent range of Elena in an instant.

Silence was released a dozen times, and even all the stars in an area on the night sky were cleared, Hu Bugui and Victor Punk were still fighting vigorously.

"MT, stop the monster!" Elena couldn't help complaining.

"My configuration should be a legal assassin, right?" Chen Erhuang ran and jumped in mid-air, "Why do you want me to be weird?! And..."

Also, Victor Punk's power, from the very beginning, has clearly grown.

The range of the distorted time field is getting bigger and bigger, and the speed of this range is getting faster and faster.

"I can't do it like this." Chen Erhuang stopped.

He said in his heart: "We must find out what is going on with Victor Punk."

Victor Punk was imprisoned by the mobilization of the containment. He escaped by himself and came to this world. The only containment that chased him down was the 【Irreversible Hourglass (Small)】. It is obviously impossible for Victor Punk to produce such a Variety.

So Victor Punk became like this, it is more likely that he encountered the local mystery of this world.

Ah, by the way, what did Hu Bugui say before he failed the sanity check?

There is a kind of mystery that is difficult to deal with. Even if you risk your life, you must take it back.

What kind of mystery is this difficult mystery?

The purpose of PU is to contain the abnormal mysteries in the multiverse. The reason for containing these mysteries is that these mysteries will interfere with the historical development process of the civilizations in the universe where they are located.

If there is something in this world that interferes with the development of history... Sorry, Chen Erhuang only has a little knowledge of the background of this world at this moment, so he doesn't know.

but……

but.

Why did Victor Punk appear in the silent detention center that looks like the prison of the Word-Eating Spider?

The word-eating spider is not allowed to speak, combined with the special background of this world, this guy will never be——

"Not allowed to sing?"

Chen Erhuang said.

"No, it's not that simple." Victor Punk said suddenly.

This was the first time he spoke today, and he probably heard what Chen Erhuang said, so he cast a glance at Chen Erhuang.

"Music is more contagious than pure language," Victor Punk, or an unknown existence possessed by Victor Punk, said to Chen Erhuang, "Music can resonate with people."

This unknown being raised his hand and pointed to the Guangming Mountain, which towered between heaven and earth not far away.

"Vital music infects countless people, and the resonance of countless hearts can produce such a miracle. And I—"

The unknown existence withdrew its hand and placed it in front of his heart.

"—restrict it, demand it, compare it, order it, I am such a being."

He said, no, it said, "The people here created me to make sure the 'right vitality' flourished, and I was born to make 'Mountain of Light' more alive. But, but ah."

The unknown being laughed.

"You outsiders should understand that there is no such thing as 'correct vitality' in this world.

"The only difference between the two vitality is weak and strong.

""Mountain of Light" used to have extremely strong vitality and appeal, but now—"

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"—All the life force, I, have eaten it."

[Listening test, 1D100=46, normal success]

Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click -

Chen Erhuang finally heard that subtle, crumbling, inconspicuous but never-ending voice.

He looked back in shock and looked at Guangming Mountain.

This huge yellow diamond at an altitude of 500 meters is suddenly ringing.

A crack that was several kilometers long continued to spread on the mountain.

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The author has something to say:

The last few paragraphs don't feel right, I modified it for a while, and the update is late