Chapter 131 (First Update) This time, the interval between time travels is longer than that between mulberry and peach blossoms...
This time, the time travel interval was longer than Sang Zhitao had imagined. It wasn't until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month that she vaguely sensed the new opportunity for her to travel through time.
"Brother, I should be transmigrating soon. Send me back to the base tomorrow." After finishing lunch, Sang Zhitao leaned on the back of the sofa, looking at Sang Leping who was busy in the kitchen. She pouted, looking a little unhappy.
Sang Leping was somewhat surprised: "Tomorrow is the fifteenth, can't we spend it at home?"
Sang Zhitao pouted and nodded: "I have a feeling I'll be leaving tomorrow night."
Sang Leping wiped his hands, which were wet from washing vegetables, thought for a moment, and then picked up the phone on the table and dialed.
Ten minutes later, he smiled and said to Sang Zhitao, "Since we can't avoid it tomorrow, let's reunite a day earlier."
Soon, Mr. and Mrs. Sang Lezhi came over with food.
About half an hour later, Zhang Su returned carrying the groceries.
Everyone used their specialties to cook their signature dishes, and together they made some dumplings.
The moon climbed to the treetops, and a table full of delicious dishes was finally laid out on the table.
"Wishing my brother and sister-in-law, and my sister and brother-in-law a loving and happy life together!" Sang Zhitao raised her drink and toasted everyone.
"May Tao Tao soon end her busy life, fulfill her dreams, and live a carefree life like a salted fish~" Sang Leping said with a smile as he raised his glass.
"Wishing everyone great success in your careers next year and happiness every day!" the brother-in-law concluded.
"It's a pity we're all in the capital now, so we can't set off fireworks." Sang Leping took a sip of wine with some regret.
“That’s great too~” Sang Zhitao replied with a smile.
Time flies when you're happy; tomorrow comes sooner than you think.
When they were taken to the base, many people were already waiting there.
Team Leader Sheng An had sent Sang Zhitao information about the new world not long after she returned from the Upside-Down World, and he still came to see her out of concern.
"This world is a beastman world. According to what you wrote in your original book, beastmen are respected and humans are looked down upon. You must be careful."
"Furthermore, you need to be aware that this is the only book with a male protagonist in all the worlds you might travel to, so you are very likely to be unable to replace the male protagonist."
Sheng An pinched the bridge of her nose: "I know that the world consciousnesses of these worlds are your former teachers. They won't put you in fatal danger, but minor hardships might occur, so..."
Sang Zhitao nodded obediently: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
After a brief conversation with everyone, Sang Zhitao returned to her observation room. At night, she set off on a new journey under the green light.
The book "Chicken in the Beastman World" tells the story of a little yellow chick growing up in a beast park.
According to the original book, the protagonist, Huang Zai, is an orphan chick who grew up in an orphanage. Because he is a chicken-type beastman who has never appeared in the beastman world before, he was initially thought to be a descendant of a phoenix. However, when he turned eighteen, he still looked like a chick, and was finally recognized by everyone. He is the first and only chicken-type beastman on the beastman planet.
Huang Zai's life began and ended at the glorious age of eighteen. After being bullied, he turned to a path of self-isolation. But during this period, he met a benefactor in his life, a musician.
From that day on, he embarked on the path of a mysterious singer, and eventually, with the help of his lover, he resolved his inner conflicts and became a superstar of the "chicken" genre.
“A singer…” Sang Zhitao scratched her cheek with her wing, “I’m tone-deaf…”
"Ahem." Sang Zhitao coughed lightly a few times, then tentatively began to sing, "I wish I could become the angel you love in a fairy tale..."
Sang Zhitao opened the recorded audio, but before the first sentence was even finished, she felt a sharp pain in her nerves and was completely captivated by her own singing: "Others sing for money, but I sing to make your soul fly away."
Sang Zhitao's hands were clenched as she stared intently at a message on the computer screen: "Hello, I am musician An Ke. I have heard your songs. I can write songs for you and help you become a superstar."
Sang Zhitao naturally believed the other party, as this person was the mentor who helped the protagonist Yongning in the original book. However, she was not the original owner of this body and did not have such great talent.
"This is terrible..." Sang Zhitao flapped her wings on both sides, pacing back and forth in front of the computer with some difficulty.
She didn't know if she could find the world fragment if she didn't agree and follow the original storyline. After all, even if they didn't follow the storyline in previous centuries, they would still do things related to it.
Messages kept popping up, and Anke seemed to think that she didn't believe her, so she kept sending messages to persuade her, and even sent her documents to prove herself.
Sang Zhitao tried singing a few more times before sitting weakly on the table, feeling somewhat desperate.
She desperately wanted the ability she had in the robot world—to directly copy sheet music and sing perfect songs.
"I want it so badly... my perfect copying ability." Sang Zhitao lay on the table with her wings spread out on both sides, tilting her head to look at the messages on the screen.
Finally, he sighed helplessly and closed his eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, a faint green light emanated from her chest, extremely faint yet strikingly visible against the yellow downy fur.
Sang Zhitao, who was asleep, was completely unaware of what was happening until the green light enveloped her and then disappeared, at which point she woke up from her dream.
Anke seems to have given up and has stopped sending messages.
Sang Zhitao hesitated for a long time, then used her wings to lift the consciousness converter and hang it on her head. She typed a few words into the dialog box: "I'll think about it."
Anke seemed to have been waiting for her reply, and immediately responded, "Okay, no problem."
Sang Zhitao breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the edge of the table, looked at the table which was a bit high for her, flapped her small wings, closed her eyes and jumped down.
Although it's just a chick, chicks that haven't had their feathers clipped are capable of low-altitude flight, so this height isn't a problem for her.
She jumped off the table and made her way to the "dining room." Looking at the plates placed directly on the ground, Sang Zhitao twitched her lips: "It really is chicken feed."
On a plate larger than her body was a handful of grains, and next to it was a bowl of water.
After taking a few bites of corn, Sang Zhitao paused, then buried her face in the food, refusing to look up: "My god, it tastes even better than when I was human!"
After finishing her meal and water, Sang Zhitao went to the toilet before returning to her computer desk.
Using the consciousness converter, she switched between web pages, first finding the platform where the original owner uploaded audio. After listening to the original owner's songs for a while, she found a novel webpage to read.
If singing really doesn't work out, she's thinking of trying writing. If it works out, she might as well try replacing the original storyline.
The number of online novels here was far fewer and the content far less sophisticated than Sang Zhitao had imagined. Looking at the novels that could barely be described as having coherent sentences, she couldn't help but feel pleased with herself: "This level of writing is actually pretty good!"
Perhaps the animals are the ones in charge here. They have simple minds and don't have many complicated schemes or tricks, so the novels they write are also very simple and plain, with almost none of the melodramatic stories that are common on Earth.
Sang Zhitao happily registered an account on the website and spent three hours uploading 20,000 words before temporarily leaving the novel website due to An Ke's constant urging.
"What's your decision?" Anke asked eagerly.
Sang Zhitao had found the right direction and naturally didn't want to suffer any more. She was about to reply to her when she saw her reply: "A year from now is the day of the royal banquet. Trust me, I can send you to the banquet and make you an overnight sensation!"
A royal banquet?!
Sang Zhitao's heart tightened, and she subconsciously interrupted her refusal. Her intuition told her that the fragment of the world was in the palace.
Sang Zhitao tapped her chin with her wing, opened the recording software, recorded a few lines of a song, and sent them directly to An Ke without even listening to them: "Do you think this is good enough for a royal banquet?"
Anke listened for a while and then sent her more than a dozen question marks.
Sang Zhitao was somewhat surprised by her reaction, and after a while she asked, "What's wrong? Is it too awful to play?"
Anke sent more question marks, and finally added, "If you call this 'awful,' then there's nothing better."
Sang Zhitao subconsciously took two steps back, touching her throat with her wingtip in alarm: "Is this world also upside down?! Is something that sounds good awful, and something that sounds bad awful awful?!"
Unintentionally, her paw stepped on the consciousness converter, which happened to open the audio message she had sent to Anke.
A beautiful song drifted from the table, causing Sang Zhitao to unconsciously release her grip and obediently squat on the table, listening with rapt attention.
"This...this is me singing?!" The audio clip wasn't long, and when it ended, Sang Zhitao came to her senses.
She quickly turned on the audio again and listened to it five or six times before finally having to admit that the song was sung exceptionally well!
"Could it really be me singing...?" Sang Zhitao was starting to doubt her life.
She moved all the previously recorded songs to another folder before opening the recording software and recording a new Earth song.
After recording, she took a deep breath and turned on the audio.
She sang "Fairy Tale" with such emotion that it brought to tears, evoking a poignant love story.
"I've evolved?!" Sang Zhitao looked down, her black beady eyes staring at her sharp little claws, then at her round, chubby body in the mirror beside her, which looked like a yellow fluffy ball. She simply couldn't believe it.
Anke was getting impatient waiting on the other end: "Well? Will you agree or not?"
Sang Zhitao quickly replied, "Sure! Of course!"
Before she could send it, she quickly deleted it, coughed a few times, suppressed her excitement, and maintained the original owner's previous inferiority complex and composure, softly replying with a single word: "Okay."
She was no longer agitated, but Anke was extremely excited, constantly sending messages demanding a face-to-face meeting with her.
Sang Zhitao didn't want to meet her now; a special chick-like beastman was subject to discrimination.
In the original book, Anke only gradually accepted all of this after the original owner had gained a certain degree of fame.
“There’s no need to meet. I don’t like showing my face,” Sang Zhitao replied directly, just like the original owner of the body.
Anke was somewhat surprised and could only repeatedly persuade him, "So you're not planning to show your face at the royal banquet?"
Sang Zhitao thought for a moment before replying, "We'll talk about it later."
After more than ten attempts to persuade her, Anke finally gave up and sent her a sheet music: "Okay, you can familiarize yourself with this song first."
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Author's Note: Two more chapters are coming, I'll post them a little later.
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