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Chapter 136 Touching in illusion, difficult in reality

【Tickets for the Epidaurus Theatre concert are now on sale.】

The first virtual world concert

[A stage that can accommodate 300,000 spectators and is recreated using outstanding technology]

[Hundreds of virtual anchors live performance]

The boy looked at the overwhelming advertisements, especially the small space for his sister, and frowned in dissatisfaction.

He didn't like XX Entertainment from the beginning, but his sister was just a young girl who didn't know anything. With the simple excuse of "wanting to find a platform" to sing, he found the largest and most mixed platform.

While her sister's personality became a little more cheerful after seeing the praise from fans, he was fighting against those black fans every day, even when he was in class or going to the bathroom.

Although he is very impatient with his sister, he is a tsundere and will protect his sister's fragile heart in secret.

Today, when he was about to go online and play hard, his sister's radar started to warn him.

Melusi sat on the sofa, his face full of confusion.

Needless to say, something went wrong with the concert.

"Why do you have such an ugly face?" The young man patted Melusi's head on the back without any hesitation.

This time, Melusi didn't make a fuss by saying things like "He's obviously my brother", but instead intertwined his fingers, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"It seems that this is not a small problem." The boy walked back and closed the virtual stealth game cabin, then walked back and sat opposite Melusi with a serious face.

This is serious little brother mode.

"Go ahead."

Melusi placed his cell phone on the table and handed it to the boy. There was information about XX Entertainment on it.

"Lip-syncing?" The boy turned his head and looked at the overwhelming advertisements outside the window. Among them, the one that was crazily promoting was [The First Virtual Concert in History], but the most important [Live Concert] was not mentioned at all.

The boy grinned.

That's right, there's no point in mentioning such a basic thing.

"So you don't want to sing anymore?"

Melusi nodded, but then shook his head.

[A friend of Blazer asked me to be in the role.]

"Blaze? NPC's concert?" The boy was stunned.

Melusi lowered his head, his fingers sliding across the screen, revealing rows of prepared text.

[Those people, looking like they were being chased by someone and fleeing, their faces still covered in blood, began to sing impatiently.]

[They sang hard as if trying to make up for past practice]

[Some people there were like me, unable to make a sound… They seemed to be afraid to sing and didn’t dare to make a sound.]

I told them that this is the only place where I can make a sound, and how happy it is to be able to sing.

[I helped a lot of people and made a lot of friends who love singing]

I liked that and wanted to sing with them. I felt like I got help from them.

But my colleagues say behind my back that I'm childish, that I find inspiration in the virtual world and that I'm not acting like an adult.

"Sister, you are not an adult. Normal adults don't have so much time for virtual stealth."

Melusi suddenly raised his head, his face filled with a look of "Alas! Is this the right time to say this?"

"But, this is also good."

The young man stood up with his cell phone in hand, raised his hands high like a marshal giving a pre-war speech, and began an impassioned speech to the confused recruits at his feet.

"What's wrong with seeking inspiration and redemption in the virtual world? Being moved is being moved, and that won't change!"

"It doesn't matter if others call you childish! You should be proud of it!"

"Because you used those childish and illusory emotions to overcome the real difficulties in life, you won!"

"Lip-syncing! They're just virtual bodies and they're not willing to move their lips. Why not go sing with a group of NPCs who actually want to sing?"

Melusi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he raised his hands and used sign language to convey that he was going to withdraw from the performance at the Epidaurus Theater.

The boy sighed and handed the phone back while giving instructions.

"Don't feel superior because of what I just said. Those who carry heavy burdens in the real world are also great and powerful."

Melusi rolled his eyes, a rare occurrence.

Seeing that his silly sister had cheered up, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, supporting his chin with one hand and looking out the window at the world that looked bizarre because of all kinds of lights.

There were no stars in the sky, only cold buildings on the road, and pedestrians were walking hurriedly with their heads down.

The boy had good eyesight. He saw several pedestrians reading Godlock's announcement. Probably because they saw the announcement about the Giant's Defense Line, they quickened their pace.

After being tired all day, everyone can't wait to enter that world.

"Which side is the real world?"

"Oh, right," the young man said loudly, turning around as if to hindsight, "I knew from the beginning that you would definitely withdraw from the Epidaurus Theater concert. A crowd of three hundred thousand is too big a step to take to escape social anxiety."

[That’s right! That’s why there were only a few thousand people at this concert.]

Melusi went into the bathroom, brushing his teeth with one hand and leaning out of the door frame with his cell phone in the other.

"Well, a concert with several thousand people would be more suitable." The boy nodded and asked casually, "What's the name of that concert? If I'm free, I'll go and get some people for you."

[They said they were performing at a place called Giant's Defense, and Blaze was there too.]

"Big cough cough cough—Sister, are you sure you want to participate?!"

[Isn't it just a few thousand people? It's dozens of times less than the previous 30!]

"Ah, that..." The boy swallowed his saliva, and the number of people online at the same time as Godlock was displayed on his phone.

456 million.

This number also began to rise slowly as the working hours got off work.

"This, this step is going to reach the sky."

……

At the Epidaurus Theater, the hosts were excitedly discussing the profits that would be generated from the concert.

The huge traffic brought by the increasing number of online users in Godlock has brought many companies' investments to the performances of the Epidaurus Theater. Before the performances even started, they have already received many business orders.

One of the small groups excitedly discussed Melusi's withdrawal, so that one of their group members could take his place.

However, the project manager was very dissatisfied because there was an NPC occupying the performance list. With such huge popularity, it was unknown how many business orders one performance spot could bring.

"There's still one missing. Why haven't you dealt with that NPC yet? Do you know how much money we spent?" The person in charge arrogantly questioned Azazel, who had accepted the murder commission.

But the other party was lazy. Where did their confidence come from? It was because [Azazel] was very smart. He was paid for each order. Apart from clearing the extra rewards from the NPC, the wages had already been settled.

"What do you mean by 'something went wrong'? Aren't you a murder guild? Just go kill everyone who's getting in your way until they daren't come out. The reward for clearing everything is a lot of money for you gamers, right?"

The refined men in suits and ties shouted at the top of their lungs to gain more benefits, while the gorgeously dressed singers smiled seductively and talked about their future life of extravagance and decadence.

They didn't notice that the men responsible for restoring the Epidaurus Theater had disappeared. Without anyone to stop it, the dust and specks began to spread once again.

In this treasure chest of art, the only treasure that sang the praises of dreams has left, leaving only rusty gold coins.

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