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Chapter 96 of 100

Chapter 96

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It was only then that everyone remembered that Lin Huiyin had another new song, which she had created during her journey to Earth.

With NOTAFRAID, the champion single, everyone's expectations were already high.

Despite the skepticism when the news was released, the unique style of the new song indeed caught many eyes. However, the question was, could writing a new song be that easy?

How much depth could a young girl have?

The lights were still dim, but the holographic screen began to scroll.

It seemed to be a dark world.

Gradually, the world brightened, and a soldier appeared before everyone, wearing the uniform of the Earth Federation Army, apparently from a special forces unit. The badge on his chest suggested he had won numerous battles. Suddenly, a dark underground battlefield appeared, where the entire squad was surrounded by the enemy. In the end, they had no choice but to activate a nuclear weapon, and he, as the captain, carried out the rear guard mission.

After the other teammates withdrew, his mech was blown away. Although he survived, he lost his eyesight.

What did this mean for a warrior, a soldier?

His name was Qiang Sen, a soldier.

These videos came from battlefield records. At this moment, a deep voice narrated, "For a soldier, death is the end, but the battle never stops."

The CT combat scene followed.

God of War I vs. Dark Hunter

Everyone was surprised, what was this concert for?

But soon, everyone was stunned. This was the last pride of a blind warrior, fighting in another form.

His skills were still so exquisite. No one expected the protagonist to be Earth's warrior, their pride!

Accompanied by the unbelievable battle, the song began.

"If I could see, I could clearly distinguish day and night,

I could hold your hand in the crowd.

If I could see, I could drive you around, I could...

If I could see, life might be different. But what I want...

The darkness before my eyes is not black, what white do you speak of..."

No one expected Lin Huiyin's new song to return to a ballad.

But it seemed different from the previous light and fresh style. The song echoed in their ears, but what they saw was the battle on the battlefield.

How could a blind person achieve this?

And his opponent was also terrifying, piloting God of War I in such a complex underground environment?

The song and the battle were a perfect match. The battle entered a frenzied stage, and Qiang Sen made his move.

At this moment, the song also rose from its low point to its peak:

"You are my eyes, showing me the changing seasons, you are my eyes..."

Although it was a new song, in an instant, the entire venue was ignited. What was this?

Will, persistence, the clash of the strong—this was the meaning of life!

As the last line "You are my eyes" gradually faded, in the video, God of War I saluted his opponent.

Such a defeat was also a success!

Lin Huiyin bowed deeply to all the fans, "Thank you all. Earth is a beautiful planet, and everything here has left a deep impression on me. This new song is dedicated to you, and to those brave warriors!"

All the fans went wild. Although Lin Huiyin had already left the stage, the cheers continued, unable to subside.

If NOTAFRAID expressed rebellion, this new song had reached a new height, as Lin Huiyin had begun to explore the essence of humanity.

There were many media reporters and film critics present, and Lin Huiyin's message was fully conveyed. Just look at the fans' reactions.

Undoubtedly, this would be the headline of tomorrow's front page.

A transformed Lin Huiyin, unstoppable!

In the exit corridor, a row of naked men rushed out, spelling out Lin Huiyin's name in Aslan language, along with a large heart.

Seeing the camera focus on them, the muscular men posed with their biceps and roared Lin Huiyin's name.

Both men and women were elated, their excitement unable to subside. The performance of NOTAFRAID was already perfect, but who would have thought there would be even more surprises.

The live broadcast ratings across the solar system immediately reached an annual high. In the concert on Earth, many places in the galaxy also broadcast it live, and this unknown new single spread everywhere.

Within an hour, Lin Huiyin's latest single "Blind Battle" had over eight million pre-orders.

Even because of this single, some distant countries in the Galactic Alliance began to pay attention to this marginal planet.

The members of the Skull Corps were ecstatic. The protagonist of the MV was one of the Skulls, and the other was Qiang Sen, the deputy leader of the Skull Corps.

Songs and stories have always been inseparable.

Qiang Sen couldn't see clearly; his vision was just a blur. But he could hear clearly, and the song penetrated his soul, expressing his longing.

At this moment, his communication device rang.

"Qiang Sen, in recognition of your outstanding performance, the state is willing to pay for all the costs of your repair surgery."

The entire set of costs was enormous, including organ revival. Qiang Sen had given up hope and never complained, as there were too many people like him in the army. As a soldier, from the moment he put on the uniform, he no longer complained.

Now, he had hope. He might see light again...

If he could put on the uniform again and pilot a mech, he would be willing to pay any price.

Even if his body was destroyed, his soul would still burn.

Wang Zheng also heard this single on his way back. Pedestrians and many magnetic levitation cars stopped, listening to "Blind Battle."

While the previous songs made people feel good and provided a comfortable release, this song was different. It moved people, touching their souls.

Wang Zheng also listened to the song quietly. For Lin Huiyin, he had a new perspective. He could appreciate and create such a song, and this girl had something he admired.

Back in the dorm, Wang Zheng began to study the materials given by Old Jia. He had only prepared the first stage of the formula, and the later work was only for participation. With Xiao Fei's strength, Wang Zheng believed that given time, this plan would certainly succeed. But with Old Jia's help, it was a hundred percent certain.

Old Jia gave him the last three segments of the formula, which were not only for spatial positioning but also for the transfer.

After being influenced by Old Jia for so many years, Wang Zheng became engrossed in the calculations. In this era, Old Jia was one of the few people Wang Zheng truly admired. He was truly legendary, incredibly talented.

How could he calculate in this direction?

Wang Zheng laughed and calculated. The theories needed, Old Jia had taught him. Although the results were there, the process of verification still took time.

Actually, Wang Zheng didn't need to underestimate himself. Even if Tuko Allen had given the formula, there were no more than ten people in the entire galaxy who could solve it.

There are geniuses who stand above all others, and Tuko Allen was one of them.

Wang Zheng was so engrossed in his research that he forgot the time. The sound of heavy footsteps approached, and the corridor was filled with screams.

As soon as the door opened, Yao Ailun and others almost jumped in, hugging Wang Zheng.

"Where did you run off to? You should know, missing such an amazing concert will make you regret it for life!"

Yao Ailun said.

Zhang Shan was still savoring the experience, "Wang Zheng, you really should have gone. I predict that Huiyin will become the greatest musician of this era!"

"Of course, she is a goddess, my goddess!" Chen Xiu's face was still red, and her eyes were puffy, as if she had been crying.

"Look at you, is she our goddess? Wang Zheng, are you even a man? How could you miss Lin Huiyin's concert?"

Yao Ailun shook his head and sighed, thinking this kid was beyond help. Zhang Shan and Chen Xiu also looked at Wang Zheng, seemingly doubting his orientation.

Wang Zheng was speechless. What kind of people were these? Did everyone have to be obsessed with Lin Huiyin? Just because eggs are delicious, does it mean you have to be friends with the chicken?

"Damn, when did you become so studious?"

A pile of calculation papers was on Wang Zheng's desk.

"Really? Missing Huiyin's concert to do this? Too pretentious, right?"

Zhang Shan laughed. This kid spent more time in the mech department than in the physics department and would spend even more time on special training in the future. Yet, he was pretending to do calculations.

Yao Ailun's eyes didn't stop after looking at the first page. Perhaps because of the extreme excitement from the concert, his brain was working much better than usual.

"God, what is this??"

Chen Xiu also joined in. These two were quite good, and they were also Xiao Fei's key students. However, they could only understand half of Wang Zheng's calculations, but it seemed...

Zhang Shan, whose interest had recently shifted entirely to mechs and whose comprehension was relatively weaker, couldn't understand at all.

"What is this? I haven't seen many of these formulas before. Is this the Borol Law, used now?"

Zhang Shan was puzzled. He knew Wang Zheng was a monster, but could it be?

Yao Ailun quickly flipped through, "You can't be...?"

"Not fully verified yet, but it feels right."

Wang Zheng said. He had completed the first stage himself but decided to be cautious, as it might scare the kids.

The three looked at each other, and more screams filled the room.

Xiao Fei had also finished listening to the concert. She was a special guest, with a better seat, and could take a photo with Lin Huiyin after the concert.

She was a fan of Lin Huiyin, and Lin Huiyin was also a fan of hers. They were in different fields but were both shining stars in their respective domains.

This Earth concert was very successful, and Huiyin herself was very happy. Since coming to Earth, her inspiration had been particularly good, and she finally made a breakthrough, no longer creating "soft music." Now, she could create music with a soul.

Music is a story, and stories are about people. Now, her music had people, stories, and a soul, so it could convey more. This sentiment transcended borders, races, and even eras.