I'll even show you crossdressing men.

This person is a threat to my position, so it's good to get rid of him now.

"Hmm, that makes sense. So, as your adjutant, you have the ability to go in and investigate." The captain waved his hand, not giving him a chance to resist, and let him go directly.

“You…” The adjutant hadn’t expected to be toyed with like this just for saying a few words. He gritted his teeth, thought for a moment, and did not refuse. Instead, he turned around and said, “For the sake of the captain and everyone’s lives, I am willing to scout the way for you with my own body.”

Regardless, he was still a subordinate, and if he resisted, he would probably be executed on the spot.

Going in now would allow you to gain favor with your subordinates, so why not?

"Sure enough... there's a monster..." He walked in and found the place very sticky, with a viscous liquid on the ground. Based on his senses, he judged that this thing must be some kind of demon.

Insects rarely leave slime, except in places like their nests. Of course, some worms do leave slime, but their bodies... even if this place were twice the size, it wouldn't be able to hold it all.

"Hopefully, the monsters aren't strong enough." He was, after all, a level four warrior, unlike those level two soldiers; he should be able to win.

As he was thinking this, he didn't notice that a slender tentacle with an eyeball appeared above him, silently gazing at him.

"How deep is it here?" After walking for a while, he found that there was no danger, and the sense of urgency he felt subsided.

He had no idea that there was such a deep cave before the ravine; shouldn't they have just passed through it?

Lost in thought, the adjutant lost focus and was immediately spotted by the unidentified creature. Several long, thin tentacles appeared, one of which poured directly into his mouth, silencing his cries.

Although it was sudden, the adjutant was still quite capable. He unleashed his level four spiritual power, snapping the not-so-hard tentacle in half, and then reached out to try and pull out the tentacle that had been forced into his mouth and made him feel extremely disgusted.

Unfortunately, the next second, countless tentacles surged up, enveloping him and dragging him deep into the cave, to a place that had never been explored before...

Outside, the adjutant had been inside for ten minutes, but there was still no sound. This filled the captain, whose strength was not much greater than the adjutant's, with fear. He waved his hand and said, "Let's leave. Let's not stay here any longer."

However, having "eaten" the adjutant, the monster, now stronger, was ready. A swarm of tentacles suddenly surged out of the cave, engulfing the small team of only twenty people...

The soldiers of the Wang Quan family, who were divided into more than a dozen units and searching in various places, never expected that such a terrifying monster would be hidden here.

An hour later, the patrol team realized something was wrong; it seemed like something unexpected had happened.

Knowing that he was no match for the situation, he immediately wanted to leave and report the information he had found to his superiors.

But how could the monster let him go? The same tentacles, now only two are needed to render him helpless.

The devouring took place in the darkness, and the approaching minions became nourishment for the monster's growth...

Inside the deep ravine, the other teams had already begun meeting up in various places and splitting up to search.

According to experts, there are no traces of humans here; all the artifacts were created by them when they came here.

This means that Ji Xiuyu must still be here. As for whether she is in the icy deep spring, let's leave that for last.

According to the information they had, the water here was too cold for Ji Xiuyu, a woman who was weak and powerless, to withstand.

"Not found." "No trace found." "No trace discovered."

As messages came in one after another, everyone began to look at each other in bewilderment. What was going on here? Couldn't they even find a frail young girl?

"Report, we found some items." A soldier carrying several pieces of clothing approached his captain and said.

"These are...underwear?" Picking up the torn garments, the materials were brand new, indicating they were recently acquired. But they were broken; was there some kind of danger involved?

Looking at the style, it should be something for women, right? He's twenty-seven and has never been with a woman, so he's not really sure.

While they were searching for something, they didn't notice that strange monsters were climbing towards them from the surrounding mountain walls...

Beneath the deep spring, the bottom was unfathomable. The icy crystal coffin remained in the center, seemingly waiting for something.

The sleeping person inside suddenly frowned, as if struggling.

A massive tail? Or tentacles? Something indistinct in the darkness of the deep spring swept over, carrying the crystal coffin and the girl away to an unknown destination...

PS: After thinking about it, I've decided to update twice a day from now on, one chapter about Chu Yan and one chapter about Ji Xiuyu each day. You can choose whichever chapter you want to read.

The two lines will eventually merge, opening a new chapter.

This way, you can satisfy your desire for a story about emotions and yuri (lesbian relationships), and also see a cross-dressing boy wreaking havoc on the world. Isn't that wonderful? (Shrugs)

The title will clearly state which article it is.

Chu Yan Chapter 147: The Concert Ends

The performance continued, and the girl had fully demonstrated her talent. Even viewers on Bilibili had to admit that she had already achieved a level of skill comparable to those top female singers.

This differs from Li Xinghua's viewpoint, but let's not forget that Li Xinghua is an industry insider, while Bilibili's viewers are just viewers. When comparing these things, they naturally make judgments based on their own knowledge.

Regardless, Chu Yan's performance greatly boosted her popularity, with the number of viewers increasing from around 10,000 at the beginning to over 20,000 later, which speaks volumes.

She seemed to fulfill the dreams of these people, releasing their yearning for this world and making more people like this girl and understand this circle.

Moreover, the girl's song choices are not fixed. From the tender "Deep Sea Girl" to the passionate and exciting "β?ο?", which is known as the sword-drawing anthem, and then to the ancient and graceful "Puppet Show", she is conquering everyone step by step with her strength.

The final song was "Bird's Poem," which is often referred to as the national anthem of the anime world. Those in the audience who understood and knew the song couldn't help but stand up and gaze at the girl.

They were not only watching her, but also a belief. Perhaps after this girl, the world will have a greater understanding of this group.

"Thank you all for your support. After the grand finale, let's end this concert with a soothing song." The girl, dressed as Misuzu Kamio, stood up from the piano, bowed, and headed backstage as before.

This time, no one was impatient anymore. The girl's performance during this period made them reluctant to leave. And when she came out from backstage, the last song started, which meant the end of the concert.

They knew that coming here to watch cost them nothing, meaning that the girl's first concert had no revenue, and the audience didn't even fill half the venue.

Even though they think the concert was a great success and the girl is very talented, will people inside Star China Entertainment think it was a failure?

After all, whether in terms of income or other aspects besides the performance, the girl did not perform her best this time.

They worried this would be their swan song—no, even if it wasn't, they didn't know when they would see the next concert.

At this point, while these viewers might not have developed a strong liking for the girl, they certainly didn't dislike her. Around ten thousand of them were already planning to become her fans, so they were very concerned about whether she could continue her career.

This time the wait was a bit long, about five or six minutes. Compared to the previous three minutes when the cosplay was changed and perfectly displayed, it seems like they are preparing for something big.

With anticipation in their eyes, they gazed at the stage and soon spotted the girl.

"Sora-chan?!" Everyone exclaimed in surprise when they saw the girl with long, platinum-gold twin tails holding a black rabbit.

She cosplayed as Kasugano Sora, the girl known as Sora-chan from the anime/manga series "Yosuga no Sora".

A white long dress, black stockings, a delicate face without expression, and a gentle temperament—on the suddenly changed stage, she was just like a real Kasugano Sora.

Those who have sisters hate that their sisters are not Qiong; those who don't have sisters hate that Qiong is not their sisters.

If they really had a younger sister, and they had to choose now, they'd probably choose Chu Yan, who cosplays as Kasugano Sora, rather than Kasugano Sora. After all, it's really hard to tell whether she's Sora or Chu Yan now.

"This song is one of my favorite songs. It was originally supposed to be sung as the grand finale..." The girl held the microphone and told everyone her thoughts.

As she spoke, some staff members appeared around her and brought in some items to decorate the stage.

"But I've been thinking, for the grand finale, I should use a song that everyone likes and is familiar with. Let me use this one to end the show. No matter what happens in the future, I hope you will like it and remember that there was once someone singing for you on stage..."

The girl's words were touching, and coupled with her appearance, it's likely that no one will forget her.

Without giving the remaining people any extra time to think, the girl parted her cherry lips and sang the song.

Yuan Yunhejian

【Amidst the fading, receding clouds】

Falling color

Whom will the radiant light shine?

The shadow of the summer sun is the same as the flying one.

[Soaring high with the lingering glow of summer]

I want you to

The longing still lingers here.

This part seems to be talking about the girl, about this performance, and about the bond between her and the audience.

We may drift apart in the future, but the memories of this moment will never fade...

Her voice was originally clear and ethereal, so when she sang, everyone's heart was like a flame extinguished by a light drizzle, all their passion turning into tranquility.

She sang there, and the background began to change, showing the opening scene from "Yosuga no Sora," and everything remained in that scene.

It's as if it's telling everyone, let's just leave this concert here...

The wind is blind

Riding on a gentle breeze

この心がずっと免费なまま

Let this soul always be free.

同じ空の下touchれ合えるのなら

If we were to touch each other under the same sky

どこまでもまっすぐな気取ちで

Approach it with an open and honest attitude.

いつまでも続いてく光で

With light that extends infinitely.

All てを包みたいから

[Encompassing everything]

Are these sounds, these lyrics, this story, a very distant, very distant dream?

The girl opened her eyes to her own singing. Seeing the quiet audience, she knew that when the last few words were sung, the concert would end.

But she felt no reluctance, nor any other emotional fluctuations. For her, singing was simply a hobby, like the white-haired girl in her dream.

Right now, I'm just venting my emotions and telling others through my singing. That's all, nothing more.

The singing was sparse, nothing lingered for days, and no memories of the past remained; only the gentle scene of the present moment.

The girl gave a slight bow, leaving without giving them a chance to call out "anke" to stop her.

Her departure left everyone with a strange sense of loss, perhaps because the girl had made it clear to everyone that this was truly the end.

"That's wonderful. I think everyone will remember this moment." Holding a towel, Chu Yan gently wiped the girl's face, her eyes filled with heartache.

My sister has worked so hard. Whether this concert is a success or a failure, it is the result of her putting in a lot of effort.