“Like…” Bai Lixin chewed on the word. “What is the definition of ‘like’ for artificial intelligence? Can robots also have this human psychological state of ‘liking’?”
“Sir, you’re mistaken again,” Xiao Yi’s face turned into an expression of helplessness, then quickly reverted to a smiling face. “When I use the word ‘like,’ it’s just to make it easier for you to understand the goodwill of robots. For humans, ‘like’ is defined as having a fondness and interest in something, subjectively wanting to be close to, think of, and admire the object. For us robots, we are full of goodwill towards humans, we are willing to help serve humans, which is very similar to the human definition of ‘like,’ and in the internal drive, the programmed engineers designed for us is defined as ‘liking.’”
Bai Lixin: “Is it an unconditional liking forever? Even if humans harm you, would you still only have ‘liking’ for humans? Like me, I’ve had many robots before you. Some were destroyed because of me, and some were returned to the factory because of my evaluation. With these cases, it shows I’m not very friendly to robots.”
“For example, you just said your positive review count has reached 99, and you only need one more positive review from me to have an S-level body. Your future now depends entirely on me. If I ultimately give you a negative review, preventing you from obtaining an S-level body, will you still like me? Will you not resent me?”
“You are clearly outstanding, but because of an incompetent human, you lose the chance to have a more excellent body.”
Xiao Yi’s eyes on the black screen blinked twice.
“Sir, artificial intelligence has the most stable internal operating environment, which means robots are not influenced in their calculation methods by external stimuli like humans are,” she tilted her head, speaking in a calm and gentle electric tone, “Your words just now are very infectious. If there was a human standing in front of you, their emotions would surely be affected by your remarks, but we robots won’t be.”
“In the human definition, your earlier remarks could be defined as ‘playing on emotions.’”
“Before I came to your house, the information stored in my memory included your data, including your physical condition, preferences, and your illnesses. I know you once had an abnormal affection towards the S-001 robot, which led you to develop erroneous thinking, believing that robots, like humans, also possess ‘emotions.’”
“But in fact, robots don’t have emotions. Our so-called ‘liking’ and ‘disliking’ are words added to the language module and algorithm module by engineers to conform to human language habits. Our existence is only to assist humans. We only have predetermined program algorithms, without the complex inner workings of you humans.”
“Even the reactions you thought were from the S-001 robot you were in love with, I speculate they were merely feedback that complied with your emotional needs after program calculation. It was just your overactive imagination mistaking this feedback for ‘love.’ Your communications had errors and it wasn’t discovered promptly, leading to misunderstandings that snowballed. It was an excellent robot, one that could have avoided the tragedy of being destroyed.”
Bai Lixin paused, “Do you know that robot?”
Xiao Yi’s head twisted awkwardly from side to side, “I don’t know that robot, but the S series is the highest series, so it must have been excellent.”
Bai Lixin fell silent.
‘Is the S series the white moonlight model in the world of robots?’
Pris Xingchen’s concert was about to begin, and Bai Lixin stopped thinking about Xiao Yi.
He had been chatting with Xiao Yi for so long, and Xiao Yi’s words had always been consistent, stable output, seemingly without any problems.
But what about the gaze he felt earlier?
…
Bai Lixin arrived at the venue of Pris Xingchen’s concert an hour before the start.
He thought he was early, but realized he was actually late after seeing the surging crowd.
Xingchen chose to hold the concert in the central area of the Order Zone. There was a large-scale hall suspended in mid-air, and singers and bands often chose to hold concerts here.
Pris Xingchen wasn’t the only one, but was the most popular singer according to reports.
He took the time to investigate Pris Xingchen on StarNet today. But even on the almost privacy-free star network, there was little information about him.
“Mysterious”, “Handsome”, and “Divine voice” had always been his labels.
He rarely appeared in the public eye, and his appearances were mainly to hold concerts.
Xingchen first appeared five years ago. He quickly rose to fame on StarNet with a song called “Mist.” With perfect looks and a beautiful voice, he became famous overnight.
A few months later, he appeared again, this time with airships floating in the sky, sprinkling countless business cards like this time. This appearance was for a concert. The concert was broadcasted across StarNet, and after one concert, he became an interstellar superstar.
Then, Xingchen disappeared again, only to reappear several months later.
Many paparazzi had tried to dig into Pris Xingchen’s private life, these paparazzi had exhausted all their efforts but still couldn’t even find Xingchen’s residence.
The more mysterious he was, the more curious the public became about him.
Although he hadn’t appeared for a long time, the public’s discussions and enthusiasm for him remained unabated.
Because he only appeared twice a year, people on the star network even gave him the nickname “Annual Idol.”
“Pris Xingchen hasn’t appeared in several months this time. After this performance, he’ll probably disappear for several months again. Oh, I want to see Xingchen again, but I don’t want to see him. What a subtle feeling.”
There were constant whispers from passers-by around him.
“When I can’t see Xingchen, I always look forward to his arrival, but when I see him, it means I won’t see him for several months. It’s so contradictory.”
“When I miss Xingchen, I can only watch his previous videos and miss him. But Xingchen only releases two videos a year. I’ve memorized all his old videos. There are too few.”
“Where does he live? I really want to live next door to him.”
“Hey, you’re engaging in stalker behavior. It’s not right!”
“Yes, Xingchen has zero-social contact and appears only twice a year. If any stalker scares him away, Xingchen might get angry and even deprive us of the right to see him for this year. Then who will I cry to?”
“I heard this is Xingchen’s last concert today. Is it true?”
“Don’t listen to those rumors outside. Such rumors appear every year. As long as it’s not said by Xingchen himself, I won’t believe a single punctuation mark.”
Bai Lixin followed the crowded flow of people and slowly moved to the entrance.
There were two robots checking tickets at the entrance. Bai Lixin stood not far away and watched. After getting their tickets checked, the audience stood quietly on the platform at the entrance. Then a blue light flashed around the platform, and the audience disappeared from his sight.
Bai Lixin: [Is this teleportation?]
S419M: [It’s a super high-speed elevator, Lord Host. That platform is actually an elevator. The blue light is a protective film to prevent the body from being affected by the super-high-speed impact. When people stand on it, the protective film quickly expands around it, and the elevator enters a super high-speed state. It’s so fast that it’s hard to capture with the naked eye, giving the illusion of sudden disappearance.]
Bai Lixin: [Oh, so that’s how it is.]
Robots were very efficient, and soon, it was his turn.
After smoothly passing the ticket check, Bai Lixin stood on the platform. When the blue light rose around him, all sound suddenly disappeared.
For a moment, he felt like he had entered a silent, frozen world. The next moment, the white light flashed, and the environment around him had changed drastically.
In just a blink of an eye, he hadn’t even felt the change in airflow, and he had already gone from underground to the sky hundreds of meters above.
Was this future technology?
Apparently, this hall was called the “Sky City” because it was located in a dome and surrounded by star clouds, hence the name.
The walls around the Sky City were made of transparent glass to highlight the “sky,” so that the audience, sitting in their seats, could see their favorite stars in the sky as if they were truly sitting in the sky watching a concert. Because of this unique atmosphere, “Sky City” became the favorite concert venue for numerous singers and bands.
Bai Lixin quickly found his seat according to the seating arrangement, it was a position close to the edge.
Half an hour before the concert started, the seats at the concert venue were almost full, with only a few scattered people still entering.
On the stage, the staff and robots were busy conducting final adjustments to the concert equipment. Bai Lixin sat in his seat, looking up at the stars above that were within arm’s reach.
Under the pitch-black night sky, and the sky was filled with nebulae.
The gorgeous nebulae adorned the dome, forming a brilliant Milky Way.
Among the stars, occasional spacecrafts could be seen shuttling by, leaving long tails as they sped across the sky and quickly disappeared from view. If not observed closely, the trailing light could easily be mistaken for shooting stars.
[It’s so beautiful,] the escape system sighed. [I’ve never seen the Milky Way up close like this before.]
S419M: [Then what did you see before, Sister System?]
Escape System: [Before, I was either in the game lobby or bound to a player To clear copies. I either saw pitch-black, cold metal, or tense and exciting gaming scenes.]
S419M: [I feel for you, Sister System. Don’t worry, our host has climbed to the 740th floor already. It won’t be long before he reaches the 999th floor and finds the Lord God. When that happens, they will surely join forces to destroy this trash game. Once everything is over, I’ll take you away from here to our world. The Lord God resides in the stars, and you can enjoy such a beautiful sight whenever you want.]
The escape system’s voice trembled with excitement: [Brother M, will that day really come? Can I really look at the stars whenever I want? Will I no longer have to be an escape system? Can we really leave here and gain freedom?]
S419M patted its chest: [Of course, who is my host? It’s Bai Lixin! He can bounce back even if the Lord God dies, let alone deal with a mere game. You must believe in the Lord Host.]
[Our home is not just the stars, there are many things you haven’t seen yet. When the time comes, I’ll give you a body, and we won’t have to huddle in the Lord Host’s mind like we do now. I’ll personally take you swimming, diving, and flying in the sky. By the way, do you like to eat? I’m also a good cook, and I can take you out to eat a lot of delicious food.]
The escape system exclaimed, [Can I have a sense of taste?]
[Of course, once you have a body, you’ll have not only a sense of taste but also smell, touch, and sight. You’ll be free, completely your own.]
The escape system was already longing for the future: [I’m looking forward to it, Brother M.]
Bai Lixin quietly listened to the conversation between the two systems in his mind and chose to remain silent.
S419M was right. He was already on the 740th floor, and he believed it wouldn’t be long before he reached the 999th floor to meet Dijia.
His gaze wandered lazily through the deep and dreamy Milky Way, tracing the traces of the sky.
Another spacecraft flew across the sky, passing through one end of the clouds and soaring into the Milky Way. Its long tail resembled a not so sharp dagger, leaving a brief mark in the Milky Way before diving into the clouds.
Bai Lixin followed the spacecraft with his eyes until its body disappeared into the clouds.
As the spacecraft plunged into the clouds, something blurred and flickered at the point of contact between the two.
He paused for a moment, then sat up straight, squinting his eyes to look more carefully.
The spacecraft had vanished into the clouds, leaving only faint, dense white mist.
Bai Lixin: “…” ‘So what was that just now?’
Time passed without a trace, like sand through the fingers.
In the quiet wait, half an hour quickly passed, and the singer, Xingchen, arrived as scheduled.
Xingchen descended onto the stage from above the crowd’s heads. Bai Lixin’s seat was not close to the front, but there was a large screen projection above that allowed him to see the stage clearly.
Xingchen’s facial features were exquisite and handsome, and he was wearing a gorgeous outfit today. The first song he performed was his hit song, “Mist.”
As Xingchen’s voice rang out in the concert venue, the audience couldn’t help but cheer and sing along with him, swept away by the passion and sweat he poured into his performance.
“Mist thickens, obscuring my sight, causing me to miss the path I’ve been chasing.”
“In the mist, what one sees may not be true.”
“Even if the road ahead is blurry, even if my steps falter, even if the thorns stain with blood, it cannot stop my progress.”
“Seeking, probing, searching for the truth beyond the mist.”
“Finally, the dense fog dissipates.”
“I see… the truth.”
As the song gradually reached its climax, the stirring music elevated the atmosphere of the venue to its peak, and Xingchen’s unique ethereal voice was enveloped and surrounded by the complex sounds of the audience. Despite the surrounding noise, Xingchen’s voice could penetrate the air, piercing into people’s ears and deep into their souls.
Bai Lixin was also moved by Xingchen’s singing. He looked up at the stage suspended above, watching the young and handsome man pouring his heart and soul into the performance with passion, exuding a natural and unique charm with every movement.
It was a life and soul born for the stage. Watching Xingchen’s performance, Bai Lixin vaguely recalled some distant memories.
Back when he was world hopping, there was a world where he was an interstellar singer.
At that time, he was just like Xingchen now, standing on a suspended stage, expressing himself through song under the spotlight.
He enjoyed the stage back then, just like Xingchen was enjoying it now.
Speaking of which, it was in that world that he was revered as the “God of Song.”
Xingchen was full of vitality. After singing “Mist,” he immediately continued with his songs “Star” and “Dome.” These three songs were all about the sky, collectively known as Xingchen’s “Sky Trilogy” and were among his most widely circulated songs.
Each song was amazing, not just catchy tunes but finely crafted pieces of music that would remain timeless for decades to come, destined to become classic hits.
Bai Lixin gave his honest appraisal as he admired Xingchen’s singing.
It wasn’t until the end of the “Sky Trilogy” that Xingchen paused slightly and left the stage to change clothes for the next segment.
Although Xingchen had left temporarily, the atmosphere at the venue remained high. The excited audience around Bai Lixin waved their glow sticks, singing along with the songs that had just been performed.
S419M: [Lord Host, this Pris Xingchen sings quite well.]
Bai Lixin: [Indeed, he’s very good.]
S419M: [His singing is as captivating as yours. The last time I liked a song so much was when you were the ‘God of Song.’ I haven’t been this excited in a long time.]
Bai Lixin suddenly paused: [What did you say?]
S419M: [I said I’m excited to hear Pris Xingchen’s songs.]
Bai Lixin said in a solemn voice, [Not that sentence, the one before that.]
S419M: [When you were the “God of Song”?]
Bai Lixin: [Further back.]
S419M was somewhat puzzled: [His singing is as captivating as yours?]
Bai Lixin: “…”
He finally understood why he enjoyed listening to Xingchen sing so much.
Because the feeling he got from his singing was too similar to his “god of song” era, how could he not like himself?
It wasn’t because the melody was similar or the singing style was alike, but because the feeling conveyed was so similar.
S419M hesitated for several seconds before saying hesitantly: [Lord Host, I suddenly have a shocking and bold idea.]
Bai Lixin: […Since you find it shocking, maybe you shouldn’t say it.]
S419M exclaimed: [No, let me say it! Let me say it! Could it be possible that this Xingchen is… your descendant? Do you remember, when you were the ‘God of Song,’ didn’t you leave behind a descendant? Since even the mermaid copy has ancient and modern versions, is it possible that this copy is a continuation of the ‘God of Song’ world? Otherwise, how do you explain the similarity in style between Xingchen and you?]
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Indeed, it was quite shocking.’
[No, it’s probably impossible,] Bai Lixin suddenly felt a headache coming on. [Your guess is simply outlandish. Let’s not even talk about the wrong time period. Even if we consider the same plane, so many years have passed, and descendants would have evolved into something else long ago. Can you not be so far-fetched in your guesses? Perhaps Xingchen just happens to have a similar style to mine.]
[Good looking people generally look alike, and good melodies are limited. It’s not uncommon for singers to have similar styles within the same era, let alone across different times and worlds.]
The surroundings were chaotic, and Xingchen hadn’t returned yet.
Bai Lixin rubbed his head and stood up, intending to go to the restroom to clear his head after being shocked by S419M.
He followed the signs and found the restroom, but before he could push the door, it opened from the inside.
He looked up and collided with the person who had just been the subject of their conversation—Pris Xingchen.
S419M shouted excitedly: [It’s Pris Xingchen himself! Lord Host, quickly ask him who his ancestor is!]
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Just shut up!’
“Like…” Bai Lixin chewed on the word. “What is the definition of ‘like’ for artificial intelligence? Can robots also have this human psychological state of ‘liking’?”
“Sir, you’re mistaken again,” Xiao Yi’s face turned into an expression of helplessness, then quickly reverted to a smiling face. “When I use the word ‘like,’ it’s just to make it easier for you to understand the goodwill of robots. For humans, ‘like’ is defined as having a fondness and interest in something, subjectively wanting to be close to, think of, and admire the object. For us robots, we are full of goodwill towards humans, we are willing to help serve humans, which is very similar to the human definition of ‘like,’ and in the internal drive, the programmed engineers designed for us is defined as ‘liking.’”
Bai Lixin: “Is it an unconditional liking forever? Even if humans harm you, would you still only have ‘liking’ for humans? Like me, I’ve had many robots before you. Some were destroyed because of me, and some were returned to the factory because of my evaluation. With these cases, it shows I’m not very friendly to robots.”
“For example, you just said your positive review count has reached 99, and you only need one more positive review from me to have an S-level body. Your future now depends entirely on me. If I ultimately give you a negative review, preventing you from obtaining an S-level body, will you still like me? Will you not resent me?”
“You are clearly outstanding, but because of an incompetent human, you lose the chance to have a more excellent body.”
Xiao Yi’s eyes on the black screen blinked twice.
“Sir, artificial intelligence has the most stable internal operating environment, which means robots are not influenced in their calculation methods by external stimuli like humans are,” she tilted her head, speaking in a calm and gentle electric tone, “Your words just now are very infectious. If there was a human standing in front of you, their emotions would surely be affected by your remarks, but we robots won’t be.”
“In the human definition, your earlier remarks could be defined as ‘playing on emotions.’”
“Before I came to your house, the information stored in my memory included your data, including your physical condition, preferences, and your illnesses. I know you once had an abnormal affection towards the S-001 robot, which led you to develop erroneous thinking, believing that robots, like humans, also possess ‘emotions.’”
“But in fact, robots don’t have emotions. Our so-called ‘liking’ and ‘disliking’ are words added to the language module and algorithm module by engineers to conform to human language habits. Our existence is only to assist humans. We only have predetermined program algorithms, without the complex inner workings of you humans.”
“Even the reactions you thought were from the S-001 robot you were in love with, I speculate they were merely feedback that complied with your emotional needs after program calculation. It was just your overactive imagination mistaking this feedback for ‘love.’ Your communications had errors and it wasn’t discovered promptly, leading to misunderstandings that snowballed. It was an excellent robot, one that could have avoided the tragedy of being destroyed.”
Bai Lixin paused, “Do you know that robot?”
Xiao Yi’s head twisted awkwardly from side to side, “I don’t know that robot, but the S series is the highest series, so it must have been excellent.”
Bai Lixin fell silent.
‘Is the S series the white moonlight model in the world of robots?’
Pris Xingchen’s concert was about to begin, and Bai Lixin stopped thinking about Xiao Yi.
He had been chatting with Xiao Yi for so long, and Xiao Yi’s words had always been consistent, stable output, seemingly without any problems.
But what about the gaze he felt earlier?
…
Bai Lixin arrived at the venue of Pris Xingchen’s concert an hour before the start.
He thought he was early, but realized he was actually late after seeing the surging crowd.
Xingchen chose to hold the concert in the central area of the Order Zone. There was a large-scale hall suspended in mid-air, and singers and bands often chose to hold concerts here.
Pris Xingchen wasn’t the only one, but was the most popular singer according to reports.
He took the time to investigate Pris Xingchen on StarNet today. But even on the almost privacy-free star network, there was little information about him.
“Mysterious”, “Handsome”, and “Divine voice” had always been his labels.
He rarely appeared in the public eye, and his appearances were mainly to hold concerts.
Xingchen first appeared five years ago. He quickly rose to fame on StarNet with a song called “Mist.” With perfect looks and a beautiful voice, he became famous overnight.
A few months later, he appeared again, this time with airships floating in the sky, sprinkling countless business cards like this time. This appearance was for a concert. The concert was broadcasted across StarNet, and after one concert, he became an interstellar superstar.
Then, Xingchen disappeared again, only to reappear several months later.
Many paparazzi had tried to dig into Pris Xingchen’s private life, these paparazzi had exhausted all their efforts but still couldn’t even find Xingchen’s residence.
The more mysterious he was, the more curious the public became about him.
Although he hadn’t appeared for a long time, the public’s discussions and enthusiasm for him remained unabated.
Because he only appeared twice a year, people on the star network even gave him the nickname “Annual Idol.”
“Pris Xingchen hasn’t appeared in several months this time. After this performance, he’ll probably disappear for several months again. Oh, I want to see Xingchen again, but I don’t want to see him. What a subtle feeling.”
There were constant whispers from passers-by around him.
“When I can’t see Xingchen, I always look forward to his arrival, but when I see him, it means I won’t see him for several months. It’s so contradictory.”
“When I miss Xingchen, I can only watch his previous videos and miss him. But Xingchen only releases two videos a year. I’ve memorized all his old videos. There are too few.”
“Where does he live? I really want to live next door to him.”
“Hey, you’re engaging in stalker behavior. It’s not right!”
“Yes, Xingchen has zero-social contact and appears only twice a year. If any stalker scares him away, Xingchen might get angry and even deprive us of the right to see him for this year. Then who will I cry to?”
“I heard this is Xingchen’s last concert today. Is it true?”
“Don’t listen to those rumors outside. Such rumors appear every year. As long as it’s not said by Xingchen himself, I won’t believe a single punctuation mark.”
Bai Lixin followed the crowded flow of people and slowly moved to the entrance.
There were two robots checking tickets at the entrance. Bai Lixin stood not far away and watched. After getting their tickets checked, the audience stood quietly on the platform at the entrance. Then a blue light flashed around the platform, and the audience disappeared from his sight.
Bai Lixin: [Is this teleportation?]
S419M: [It’s a super high-speed elevator, Lord Host. That platform is actually an elevator. The blue light is a protective film to prevent the body from being affected by the super-high-speed impact. When people stand on it, the protective film quickly expands around it, and the elevator enters a super high-speed state. It’s so fast that it’s hard to capture with the naked eye, giving the illusion of sudden disappearance.]
Bai Lixin: [Oh, so that’s how it is.]
Robots were very efficient, and soon, it was his turn.
After smoothly passing the ticket check, Bai Lixin stood on the platform. When the blue light rose around him, all sound suddenly disappeared.
For a moment, he felt like he had entered a silent, frozen world. The next moment, the white light flashed, and the environment around him had changed drastically.
In just a blink of an eye, he hadn’t even felt the change in airflow, and he had already gone from underground to the sky hundreds of meters above.
Was this future technology?
Apparently, this hall was called the “Sky City” because it was located in a dome and surrounded by star clouds, hence the name.
The walls around the Sky City were made of transparent glass to highlight the “sky,” so that the audience, sitting in their seats, could see their favorite stars in the sky as if they were truly sitting in the sky watching a concert. Because of this unique atmosphere, “Sky City” became the favorite concert venue for numerous singers and bands.
Bai Lixin quickly found his seat according to the seating arrangement, it was a position close to the edge.
Half an hour before the concert started, the seats at the concert venue were almost full, with only a few scattered people still entering.
On the stage, the staff and robots were busy conducting final adjustments to the concert equipment. Bai Lixin sat in his seat, looking up at the stars above that were within arm’s reach.
Under the pitch-black night sky, and the sky was filled with nebulae.
The gorgeous nebulae adorned the dome, forming a brilliant Milky Way.
Among the stars, occasional spacecrafts could be seen shuttling by, leaving long tails as they sped across the sky and quickly disappeared from view. If not observed closely, the trailing light could easily be mistaken for shooting stars.
[It’s so beautiful,] the escape system sighed. [I’ve never seen the Milky Way up close like this before.]
S419M: [Then what did you see before, Sister System?]
Escape System: [Before, I was either in the game lobby or bound to a player To clear copies. I either saw pitch-black, cold metal, or tense and exciting gaming scenes.]
S419M: [I feel for you, Sister System. Don’t worry, our host has climbed to the 740th floor already. It won’t be long before he reaches the 999th floor and finds the Lord God. When that happens, they will surely join forces to destroy this trash game. Once everything is over, I’ll take you away from here to our world. The Lord God resides in the stars, and you can enjoy such a beautiful sight whenever you want.]
The escape system’s voice trembled with excitement: [Brother M, will that day really come? Can I really look at the stars whenever I want? Will I no longer have to be an escape system? Can we really leave here and gain freedom?]
S419M patted its chest: [Of course, who is my host? It’s Bai Lixin! He can bounce back even if the Lord God dies, let alone deal with a mere game. You must believe in the Lord Host.]
[Our home is not just the stars, there are many things you haven’t seen yet. When the time comes, I’ll give you a body, and we won’t have to huddle in the Lord Host’s mind like we do now. I’ll personally take you swimming, diving, and flying in the sky. By the way, do you like to eat? I’m also a good cook, and I can take you out to eat a lot of delicious food.]
The escape system exclaimed, [Can I have a sense of taste?]
[Of course, once you have a body, you’ll have not only a sense of taste but also smell, touch, and sight. You’ll be free, completely your own.]
The escape system was already longing for the future: [I’m looking forward to it, Brother M.]
Bai Lixin quietly listened to the conversation between the two systems in his mind and chose to remain silent.
S419M was right. He was already on the 740th floor, and he believed it wouldn’t be long before he reached the 999th floor to meet Dijia.
His gaze wandered lazily through the deep and dreamy Milky Way, tracing the traces of the sky.
Another spacecraft flew across the sky, passing through one end of the clouds and soaring into the Milky Way. Its long tail resembled a not so sharp dagger, leaving a brief mark in the Milky Way before diving into the clouds.
Bai Lixin followed the spacecraft with his eyes until its body disappeared into the clouds.
As the spacecraft plunged into the clouds, something blurred and flickered at the point of contact between the two.
He paused for a moment, then sat up straight, squinting his eyes to look more carefully.
The spacecraft had vanished into the clouds, leaving only faint, dense white mist.
Bai Lixin: “…” ‘So what was that just now?’
Time passed without a trace, like sand through the fingers.
In the quiet wait, half an hour quickly passed, and the singer, Xingchen, arrived as scheduled.
Xingchen descended onto the stage from above the crowd’s heads. Bai Lixin’s seat was not close to the front, but there was a large screen projection above that allowed him to see the stage clearly.
Xingchen’s facial features were exquisite and handsome, and he was wearing a gorgeous outfit today. The first song he performed was his hit song, “Mist.”
As Xingchen’s voice rang out in the concert venue, the audience couldn’t help but cheer and sing along with him, swept away by the passion and sweat he poured into his performance.
“Mist thickens, obscuring my sight, causing me to miss the path I’ve been chasing.”
“In the mist, what one sees may not be true.”
“Even if the road ahead is blurry, even if my steps falter, even if the thorns stain with blood, it cannot stop my progress.”
“Seeking, probing, searching for the truth beyond the mist.”
“Finally, the dense fog dissipates.”
“I see… the truth.”
As the song gradually reached its climax, the stirring music elevated the atmosphere of the venue to its peak, and Xingchen’s unique ethereal voice was enveloped and surrounded by the complex sounds of the audience. Despite the surrounding noise, Xingchen’s voice could penetrate the air, piercing into people’s ears and deep into their souls.
Bai Lixin was also moved by Xingchen’s singing. He looked up at the stage suspended above, watching the young and handsome man pouring his heart and soul into the performance with passion, exuding a natural and unique charm with every movement.
It was a life and soul born for the stage. Watching Xingchen’s performance, Bai Lixin vaguely recalled some distant memories.
Back when he was world hopping, there was a world where he was an interstellar singer.
At that time, he was just like Xingchen now, standing on a suspended stage, expressing himself through song under the spotlight.
He enjoyed the stage back then, just like Xingchen was enjoying it now.
Speaking of which, it was in that world that he was revered as the “God of Song.”
Xingchen was full of vitality. After singing “Mist,” he immediately continued with his songs “Star” and “Dome.” These three songs were all about the sky, collectively known as Xingchen’s “Sky Trilogy” and were among his most widely circulated songs.
Each song was amazing, not just catchy tunes but finely crafted pieces of music that would remain timeless for decades to come, destined to become classic hits.
Bai Lixin gave his honest appraisal as he admired Xingchen’s singing.
It wasn’t until the end of the “Sky Trilogy” that Xingchen paused slightly and left the stage to change clothes for the next segment.
Although Xingchen had left temporarily, the atmosphere at the venue remained high. The excited audience around Bai Lixin waved their glow sticks, singing along with the songs that had just been performed.
S419M: [Lord Host, this Pris Xingchen sings quite well.]
Bai Lixin: [Indeed, he’s very good.]
S419M: [His singing is as captivating as yours. The last time I liked a song so much was when you were the ‘God of Song.’ I haven’t been this excited in a long time.]
Bai Lixin suddenly paused: [What did you say?]
S419M: [I said I’m excited to hear Pris Xingchen’s songs.]
Bai Lixin said in a solemn voice, [Not that sentence, the one before that.]
S419M: [When you were the “God of Song”?]
Bai Lixin: [Further back.]
S419M was somewhat puzzled: [His singing is as captivating as yours?]
Bai Lixin: “…”
He finally understood why he enjoyed listening to Xingchen sing so much.
Because the feeling he got from his singing was too similar to his “god of song” era, how could he not like himself?
It wasn’t because the melody was similar or the singing style was alike, but because the feeling conveyed was so similar.
S419M hesitated for several seconds before saying hesitantly: [Lord Host, I suddenly have a shocking and bold idea.]
Bai Lixin: […Since you find it shocking, maybe you shouldn’t say it.]
S419M exclaimed: [No, let me say it! Let me say it! Could it be possible that this Xingchen is… your descendant? Do you remember, when you were the ‘God of Song,’ didn’t you leave behind a descendant? Since even the mermaid copy has ancient and modern versions, is it possible that this copy is a continuation of the ‘God of Song’ world? Otherwise, how do you explain the similarity in style between Xingchen and you?]
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Indeed, it was quite shocking.’
[No, it’s probably impossible,] Bai Lixin suddenly felt a headache coming on. [Your guess is simply outlandish. Let’s not even talk about the wrong time period. Even if we consider the same plane, so many years have passed, and descendants would have evolved into something else long ago. Can you not be so far-fetched in your guesses? Perhaps Xingchen just happens to have a similar style to mine.]
[Good looking people generally look alike, and good melodies are limited. It’s not uncommon for singers to have similar styles within the same era, let alone across different times and worlds.]
The surroundings were chaotic, and Xingchen hadn’t returned yet.
Bai Lixin rubbed his head and stood up, intending to go to the restroom to clear his head after being shocked by S419M.
He followed the signs and found the restroom, but before he could push the door, it opened from the inside.
He looked up and collided with the person who had just been the subject of their conversation—Pris Xingchen.
S419M shouted excitedly: [It’s Pris Xingchen himself! Lord Host, quickly ask him who his ancestor is!]
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Just shut up!’
