"Friends over there, thank you!"
"Today, I've brought you a special performance of 'Farewell'."
"Beyond the pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass grows lush and green—"
"Everyone, sing along!"
A line of glowing small text suddenly appeared:
"You are the 'Blast Drummer,' the holder of 'Outfit Change BGM,' the Chief Diva, the top-tier King."
"A synergy has emerged."
"Temporary entry 'Artist' has been created."
"All enemies are immersed in your performance, cheering for you, going crazy for you!"
"—Whatever you say your opponent is, they will believe they are (duration: three hours)."
Shen Ye's gaze flickered as he adjusted his singing, now simply dancing on the car roof.
Just dancing.
And then tens of thousands of living corpses started dancing along.
The void was filled with pulsing electronic music that made heads involuntarily bob.
The music was deafening!
