Chapter 542

Ruomai basically had no mind to listen carefully to the lyrics; her whole body and mind had already been firmly occupied by that explosive heat, and she slapped her hand hard, her voice unconsciously rising a bit:

Everyone! I have a strong premonition! This song will definitely blow up big time, the heat won't drop anytime soon! This is the trend!

Just like last time's song 'Water Dragon Chant'! If you don't ride the heat, you don't ride it! Should we try covering it? Or doing a dance cover? Shajin's dance is also catchy! We should arrange it right away!

No way——! This song doesn't match our AveMujica's style——

Xiangzi, you're still the same old; this line of excuse should have been eliminated long ago. If you don't ride the heat, plenty of others will! AveMujica riding this wave of traffic, who knows how many fans it will attract!

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""Time is waiting quietly for you to wake up♪"

""Takemeaway♪"

""Don't break again, don't wither again, continue to be intoxicated in self‑circling♪"

""Finally savor the taste of eternity, meet again in the next night's dream♪"

A meteor streaked across the night sky; in the picture, Liuying suddenly fell from a height, then the camera jerked upward, as if trying to pierce the golden moment; in the sky, countless chips flashing with metallic luster poured down like a downpour, and in the light reflected by the chips, the eerie Shajin and the Startling Dream Troupe appeared in succession, then disappeared together with the chips.

In the depths of the dream hotel, Dan Heng had his back to the camera, the cool tone making him especially lonely. In the next instant, the scene changed; Ji Zi was gracefully hovering in midair, countless luxurious ornaments floating around her. On the other side, a super‑sized San Yue Qi held a camera, filming, as if trying to record this splendid dream.

""The more hypocritical, the more perfect♪"

""As beautiful dreams fall asleep, the despairing cycle of one close and one open begins to reverse♪"

""Meet again in the next night's dream♪"

The MV's picture suddenly shifted, from a bustling street scene to Liuying transforming into a Sam mech unfolding, like a burning meteor, wielding dual swords and charging forward, while Huang Quan, after unleashing countless purple sword beams, drew his long blade and used a blood‑colored sword qi to separate the two sides.

After a violent explosion, Xing leapt onto the snow plains of Bei Luobo Ge, transforming into the Super Trash Can King, throwing a mighty punch that clashed passionately with Sang Bo.

After Huang Quan, Xing, Sam and others retreated, the MV ends with a dance by Xing and the Clock Kid.

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The Valkyrie of the Apocalypse.

Great! Great! I like it a lot!

In the humans' resting lounge, the First Emperor laughed loudly. Although he didn't know what an MV was, the flashing neon, the exotic‑style dance, and the unique arrangement blending electronic effects with orchestral music were, to him who came from over two thousand years ago, an unprecedented novel experience.

Moreover, it sounded like it was composed of many instruments combined? He had little exposure to instruments and couldn't make sense of it. Even a lyric he couldn't understand was mixed in. However, this didn't affect his liking for the piece; the only evaluation he could give was——

Great!!

This music suits my taste well; someone, bring the score——

The First Emperor instinctively raised his hand, but mid‑sentence he suddenly realized that now was the moment just before the battle with the gods; there were none of his ministers present, only some human heroes from different eras. Yet seeing their intoxicated expressions, they also seemed not very versed in music.

If his ministers were to play the bianzhong, it would probably be a completely different flavor, right?

Meanwhile, on the gods' side, Apollo was studying the newly appeared 'Sleepless Night' on the heavenly curtain together with his several Muses.

As the god in charge of arts in ancient Greece, he took out his seven‑string lyre and indeed recorded the full score, but the problem arose when he discovered that many instruments he had never heard before were providing accompaniment.

Without those instruments, the whole piece would lack those complex and interesting variations, but he completely didn't know what those instruments were.

Do any of you know these instruments?

The Muses all shook their heads in unison, but one of them said: 'It seems someone among humans knows these instruments.'

Humans?

Apollo instantly wore an incredulous look, scoffing contemptuously: 'I am the god in charge of music; no one understands music better than I do—how could I not know human instruments?'

It seems there are electric guitars, basses, and such……

Bass? What is that?

Apollo was hearing about this thing for the first time; is it an instrument made of shells?

The Muse kindly reminded: 'Um…… if you want to know, you can ask a human musician. Otherwise, you might not be able to remember this piece……'

Ask a human? How would that work?

Humans are about to be annihilated by the gods; seeking them now would be too embarrassing for him. Yet thinking that if he didn't seek them he might permanently lose a precious score, he also felt quite troubled.

After a moment's thought, he finally compromised: 'Alright, just ask once! But none of you must tell anyone about this!'

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Xing arrived at the golden moment, looking at an old man as still as a statue gazing into the distance; just as she wondered whether he was still alive, the old man suddenly spoke, greeting her: 'Hello, young nameless visitor.'

Xing curiously asked: 'How do you know that?'

""I've forgotten many things… but I still remember that symbol; the nameless visitors are a group of legendary figures. I am Zhadeweike; can you tell me your name, child?"

Xing gave him a brief self‑introduction, but the old man, relying solely on his eyesight, sensed that Xing was different; he saw the endless energy within her body…… seemingly constantly flowing out, exceeding the limits any biological heart he knew could bear.

Zhadeweike was grateful that Xing had come to him, although he inwardly longed to talk with her at length, unfortunately now was not the time.

A person from a hound lineage rushed over, regarding Xing as someone harassing Dr. Zhadeweike and wanting to drive her away, but thanks to the elder's timely persuasion, the dispute was settled.

However, the Clock Kid suddenly popped up nearby, indicating he had something to say to Xing.

""Tick‑tock! That old man, something's off about him! I can feel that he's definitely missing something! How pitiful!"

Xing also sensed that Zhadeweike's identity might be unusual; after waiting for the hound to leave, she approached him and used a clock trick to draw out his resentment.

However… Zhadeweike's expression showed no change at all, yet the irrepressible joy and anger still made his body tremble slightly.

""My memory is still incomplete, many fragments are not whole… but my indeed indeed I can see them." Zhadeweike closed his eyes, intending to start tracing everything in his life, "I have seen… something, a kind of… weapon, accompanied by endless slaughter and death. It seems related to me."