Regarding the fact that my best friend is a magical girl

In that case, even if I'm the last one to go on stage, I definitely won't be able to beat her, right?

"Are we going to lose?"

In the very end, she still lost to Miluno.

“Serno, the coverage of the mind network has reached 90%, which is our key to turning the tide... Don’t forget why we prepared this network in the first place.”

"In order to deceive everyone right under Michelle's nose?"

"That doesn't seem right."

We constructed this mental network to break through Michelle's information blockade and to bring our true selves to the audience...

bass--

The clear, resonant sound of a guitar being strummed.

Milno's final performance outfit was a shimmering gown woven from sequined silver threads. Under the halo, it resembled a sky full of stars, sparkling like a galaxy. Long slits opened on the shoulders and sleeves, revealing her slender arms. Her long, flowing white hair naturally draped over them, then gently slid and swayed with the rhythm of the performance.

Her gaze was no longer lifeless; it was now sparkling with a rare passion.

"This piece of music..."

The intro felt familiar to me.

Surprisingly, the closing song was not a new song.

It was also written with the help of Ms. Halley, and served as the first song for the Galaxy group.

"They lost to her, and then they resorted to selling nostalgia to the audience at the very end?"

Her waist swayed gently to the rhythm of Yingyue, her wrists rotated gracefully, and her fingertips rubbed against the strings as she played that familiar tune.

How can we win?

"We've lost our chance."

The more I looked at Miluno on stage, the more certain I became.

"You're still so easily disappointed."

The mother's voice came through the network of thoughts.

"Silly girl, we still have a chance."

There was even his father's voice.

I didn't use mind networks, but they seemed to understand my thoughts. Is it a telepathic connection between parents and children?

"Sigh, it seems you still don't understand the situation."

With a wry smile, Miss Terra transformed into human form, then kneaded my consciousness into a human shape.

"I'll ask you one more time, what is a mind network?"

"...is our secret weapon in the fight against Michelle."

I was like a lump of clay, gradually molded into human form by Miss Terra.

She continued, "You're right this time. The so-called 'secret weapon' isn't just a platform for live streaming. What I'm about to talk about is something that absolutely cannot be done through normal means..."

Her words were frightening, and I stammered, "What...what do you want to do?"

"Break down the barriers between minds, open your mind to those who connect to the network of thought, and convey your ideas and the truth of your inner world to them without reservation..."

She even poked the "head" she had pinched out of me.

"Not through language or song... but through the most direct thoughts."

Should the truth be revealed at this time?

This...this is basically asking me to flip the table!

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Everyone in the curry camp is testing positive. Although my antigen is still negative, I'm also experiencing symptoms.

Take care of yourselves, everyone...

Cough cough cough cough—

Chapter 460 Mind Broadcasting Tower

(Cerunno)

"No, the truth about the new world cannot be revealed yet."

To stop Michelle, should the cruel truth be revealed to everyone?

This is a crazy decision; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a desperate act.

Seeing my reluctance, Miss Terra still persuaded me: "Even if people's despair causes the new world to collapse, it will only bring everything back to square one. Michelle will lead us into the next round of simulation, but the darkness accumulated as a result will not dissipate. This will further increase Michelle's size and make her plan even more distant from success."

Her words represent the perspective of the entire Earth Crystal Cluster consciousness.

“We will lose the memory of this round of simulation, and Michelle will be more cautious in advancing the plan. Maybe in the next round, before we even realize it, that little god will give up in order to save his father.”

"That doesn't seem to have any impact."

"How could it not have an impact! Our goal is to prevent Michelle from committing suicide and make her fulfill her responsibilities as the creator! We can't just watch her take her own life!"

"Ah Yao, it's time to make a decision."

Noticing my hesitation, my father's advice came again.

Under Miss Terra's arrangement, the barrier of consciousness between me and them was broken down. They temporarily came into direct contact with and merged with my consciousness, and could understand my thoughts without any words.

Clearly, they were invited by Miss Terra to cheer me on.

The old man continued to persuade him, "Revealing the truth is cruel, but in order to completely liberate people's consciousness and to save that confused child, sometimes we have to be the bad guys."

Are we willing to get our hands dirty for the sake of a greater cause?

That's the kind of thing my dad would say.

"Besides, people have the right to know the truth, whether it's to embrace a false new world or to move forward into an unknown future... Ultimately, they are the ones who make the choice, so isn't concealing it also a form of harm?"

Everyone has the right to know the truth, but people are not ready for it.

"Excuse me, we don't have much time left."

Miss Terra interrupted our conversation.

“Serno, once you’re on stage, I will allow everyone connected to the mind network to access your consciousness, so that everyone can understand your thoughts. This is a public speech to the whole world, but not through sound, but through thought… This is something only someone as consistent as you can do.”

"Um, am I consistent in my words and actions?"

"Of course! Whether in reality or in the ocean of consciousness, you are always as soft as a marshmallow! Is there anyone more consistent inside and out than you?"

She pressed down on me again as she spoke, which gave me a headache.

Just then, the music on stage abruptly stopped at its climax, followed by a sharp bang...

Needless to say, I understand what happened.

Milno's final solo performance came to an end.

"now you."

Miss Terra gave me a push, and my perspective returned to the data clone.

Sirius and Metal were also looking at me, as if asking about my situation with their eyes.

Carrying the guitar, now only half intact, backstage, Miluno patted my data clone on the head, looking completely confident of victory.

"Hmph, you think you've already won?"

When I asked her that, she simply and calmly asked in return, "What other options do you think you have?"

Aside from Miss Terra's proposed table-lifting solution, I really can't think of any other way to turn things around.

But you can't admit defeat verbally.

"Just watch, we haven't lost yet."

Originally, this solo was supposed to be sung by one of the musically savvy "brain cells" within the collective consciousness, but with the change in plans, it's only natural that I would have to take the stage myself...

But standing at the backstage exit, I began to hesitate again.

"Um, don't you guys think I should make some preparations?"

"Open-mindedness doesn't require a speech."

Miss Terra, however, continued to urge them on, saying, "Standing here like this, you're no different from that little girl, are you?"

She's right.

Instead of being afraid of failure, do your best.

"I'll leave the operations at the consciousness level to you."

I changed into my final performance outfit, ready to go on stage and give a speech to the world.

Terra asked, "Which song do you want to choose?"

"Um, do we still want to sing?" I asked.

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I finally mustered up the courage, only to be told that I had to sing another song before I could begin my speech.

This was somewhat discouraging, and the performance's effect was predictably poor.

"You can't sing and open your mind to the whole world at the same time."

Even when I wanted to sing properly, Miss Terra was still talking in my ear.

"When you open your mind, you will feel intense mental pain. Everyone in the world will access your consciousness to understand the truth. They may not feel anything, but your consciousness will definitely be overloaded... I hope you can convey your thoughts well in the future and not complain about why it is so laggy when you are being interviewed."

Do you really think I'm a server?

I simply handed the performance over to my half-body and asked, "Can't the Earth Crystal help me share this pressure?"

"It's impossible. You are our unified consciousness, the spokesperson chosen to face mortals. In people's minds, you represent the entire Earth Crystal, so these visit requests naturally go to you."

Furthermore, since I am independent of the cluster's consciousness, even if I wanted to provide support, I wouldn't be able to?