This can also be seen from what they said.

In this world, the simpler the instrument, the harder it is to exert your power. Being able to walk freely in the wild with just a flute is simply a symbol of being at the peak of strength.

I'm afraid it's not much different from the top powerful people in this country or this world.

Of course, Shen Yi did it on purpose.

With his current strength, he can easily understand the power level of this plane. He can come into contact with the local civilization with a relatively high status from the beginning and learn more things.

So he just smiled as a sign of agreement.

Finally, it was Cheng Feng, the mayor, who first recovered from the surprise. His face flushed, and he greeted with excitement and respect:

"Please come in, Master, we will treat you with the best food."

Shen Yi nodded and followed him into the town.

Passersby seemed to have noticed them. They cast curious eyes on the stranger Shen Yi and subconsciously looked for the musical instrument on him. When they saw the flute in his hand, they seemed to realize something. They became excited and some even cheered quietly.

However, no one came up to disturb them. It was obvious that they all had genuine respect for the "master performer".

This is rare.

Not to mention in a world like this that is watched by evil gods, even in some peaceful worlds, there is an unbridgeable gap between high-level transcendents and ordinary people.

"Please forgive the townspeople's impoliteness. They are just too excited. Since the appearance of the demonic disaster, we have rarely had the opportunity to listen to the performance of a master like you live." Cheng Feng seemed to have noticed Shen Yi's gaze and couldn't help but say from the side.

"It's okay." Shen Yi shook his head, playing the role of a strong man with a gentle personality, and even followed Cheng Feng's words and said, "In this era, it is not easy for everyone."

"Yes." Cheng Feng showed a helpless expression, as if he was touched by Shen Yi's words. He looked up at those strange, ferocious and terrifying eyes in the sky, "We don't know how long we can hold on. If it weren't for the music of masters like you that brings strength and hope, I'm afraid that weak performers like us would have given up long ago."

Shen Yi's mind moved.

It seems that I understand why they can still maintain this rationality.

That’s right, in his opinion before, these humans were actually a little strange.

Even though the special laws of music could help them temporarily resist the evil god's corruption, the fact that the world had become like this would bring great despair. To be honest, in Shen Yi's original imagination, it would not be surprising to see the ruins of a civilization completely trapped in despair, fear, destruction and other negative emotions.

However, he still saw the same rationality and emotions as normal people in Cheng Feng and even the people in this small town.

They are well aware of their situation.

But they were not crazy.

They lead a relatively peaceful life, and even laugh and cheer happily.

Perhaps, until the day when music loses its beauty and the whole world completely becomes food for the evil god, these people will truly despair.

"Tell me about the difficulties you encountered." Shen Yi suddenly spoke.

He had long felt that the reason these people were so excited about his arrival was not only because they had met a powerful master performer, but also because his appearance could help them resolve the current crisis.

Sure enough, although Cheng Feng was a little embarrassed, he couldn't wait to say: "There is indeed a place where we need the master's help. Recently, the sense of touch of those fallen ones seems to be getting more and more sensitive. We have lowered the volume and level of the music to a very low level. If it goes any lower, everyone will be at risk of falling. But those fallen ones still come here. Every battle attracts more fallen ones. Now, we have been surrounded."

He didn't say anything else.

But Shen Yi also understood what he meant.

The Fallen. In fact, they are creatures that have been polluted by the power of the evil god, a group of creatures that may still have their own consciousness but are trapped in endless madness and pain - this is not a conscious product of the evil god, but just a side effect of the laws being polluted and assimilated by the evil god. According to the characteristics of this world, for the Fallen, beautiful music has become a source of pain.

No wonder they all wore headphones but didn't play any external music.

However, Shen Yi didn't care much about these "fallen ones" who were considered the biggest enemies by people in this world.

After all, the enemies of microorganisms are just microorganisms.

But when the whole world has been "poisoned", healthy humans are no match for those mutated "viruses", so they may be destroyed in the hands of the fallen before this plane completely belongs to the evil god.

"I will solve it for you." Shen Yi was silent for a moment, then said, "But you should understand that this change is a trend. The power of music is decreasing, and the probability of corruption is increasing. Even if I get rid of all the corrupted people in this area, I still can't change anything. At most, it will just delay it."

This is a desperate fact, almost equivalent to telling them that they are just waiting to die.

However, these people did not show expressions of despair, disbelief, or inability to accept.

They just looked at each other.

"Yes, we know." Cheng Feng whispered, "Although the National Orchestra did not announce this news, we are also performers, and we can feel it - the power of music is being distorted, and it will soon no longer be able to protect us."

"Not only that." Shen Yi looked at him and said in a more serious tone, "Not only can it no longer protect you, but music will even bring you unimaginable pain and accelerate your degeneration. Even now, those wonderful music are no longer as wonderful as they used to be."

This is the consequence of the psychic laws being polluted or assimilated by the evil god.

Evil gods are not human beings and do not possess human logic, emotions, or thinking.

Their power, to humans, is inherently full of distortion and chaos.

(End of this chapter)