Chapter 71 Ability [VIP]
Uta sings really well and has her own style.
As early as the first time he heard her singing, Yale felt that she could become famous on Star Network.
Facts have proved that Captain Yale's vision is indeed the best.
After the song was uploaded, its popularity quickly climbed, and after a galaxy of time, it secured a good position on the music newcomer chart.
Many comments are looking forward to singer Uta's new song, and some have noticed that the language used in the song is not currently included in "Interstellar Civilizations: An Overview of Languages and Writings".
As the name suggests, this is a software that compiles the writing and languages of various interstellar civilizations and is produced by the Interstellar Federation.
After paying to download it on StarNet, you can import it into your personal terminal, select different languages and characters as needed, and achieve barrier-free communication across civilizations.
Of course, this so-called "interstellar civilization" is limited and only covers civilizations that can control their own galaxies, that is, level 2 and above civilizations.
Civilizations below the second level are not ineligible for admission.
It’s just that the level of this civilization is still too low, and the signals they send to the outside world are quite weak.
To use an analogy, in the midst of darkness, an advanced civilization is a bright beacon, easily captured by others but also capable of protecting itself from invaders.
Low-level civilizations are like a struck match; their faint light is easily overlooked and can easily be mistaken by plunderers as a resource star, destroying it.
The Interstellar Federation is not a charity and will not bother to include civilizations that may soon be destroyed.
Although Uta's songs are difficult to understand, they are very catchy. However, many listeners who like to read the lyrics still want to know the general meaning of the lyrics.
After some digging, I found a clue. There was no corresponding text translation for the song. This singer was most likely a resident of a civilization below the second level.
But if the singer is a native of the planet found by the star hunter, the singer's image should be printed out when the song is uploaded so that fans can recognize him and it will be easier to get on the charts in subsequent talent competitions.
But now, apart from a name, this singer's profile and profile picture are blank.
Is it the mystery, or does the entertainment company have some new tricks up its sleeve?
Looking at the discussion messages, Yale nodded with satisfaction.
"If there are new songs, upload them together. If not, ask Uta to write a few more."
Far away on the Rare Beast Island, Uta, who was considering whether to find some dancers, suddenly felt a chill all over his body and shivered violently.
Strange, is it because the weather is getting cooler?
She looked up at the sky, which was clear and sunny, so she lowered her head again and continued composing her song.
It shouldn't be a problem. Didn't the newspaper say that air conditioning will be available throughout Vegapunk Island soon?
After that, everyone will live in an environment with a suitable climate, and they won’t be afraid even if the weather outside really turns cold.
Turning off the star network casually, Yale's attention fell on the garbage dump of the subspace.
The Tianlong people have been hungry for several days and now they don’t even have the energy to curse or cry.
Yale didn't want to punish them in this way. After all, he needed them to work, and carbon-based life always needed to eat to have strength.
In fact, the rules of dining are posted in the subspace.
The terminal will record their workload of sorting garbage - for example, picking up 100 beverage cans will earn them 100 points, which can be exchanged for bread and water, which is enough for them to have a full meal.
However, how could the Celestial Dragons do such a cheap thing?
According to Yale's original estimate, the Tianlong people would have to starve for a few more days before they would work honestly, but he didn't expect that someone would face the reality so early.
Saint Musgarud quickly accepted the reality.
They are no different from ordinary people. They only rely on the power of their ancestors to stand at the top of this world and treat people from the lower world as garbage.
Now there is just someone standing in a higher position who treats them like garbage, and even behaves more mildly than what they did before. How come they accept incompetence?
Saint Musgard——Musgard, who had abandoned his identity as a Celestial Dragon, looked at the expressions of the other Celestial Dragons and inexplicably felt an urge to mock them.
But he still held back, stood up and picked up the Coke bottle not far from his feet in the surprised eyes of his family.
There are plenty of resources in the garbage dump that has not been turned over, so it is easy to collect 100 points.
Musgarud threw the garbage into the corresponding garbage window and soon received a simple but clean meal.
In the past, this was rubbish that he would never even see. The bread was dry and the milk was not fragrant enough, but now it tastes very good.
"Son..." His father looked at him in surprise, as if he was meeting him for the first time.
The same was true for his mother and siblings, who even harbored a faint sense of unacceptable disgust.
Musgarud broke off half of the bread and handed it to his youngest brother, "Want to eat?"
The boy swallowed his saliva. The kid who once killed all the chefs in his home because the food tasted bad immediately grabbed the bread and gobbled it up.
As he ate, tears welled up in his eyes and he sobbed incoherently.
"Ugh... it's disgusting. I want to eat barbecue... I want to eat pizza... I want to eat cake... This is too disgusting... It's so disgusting..."
Musgarud sighed and said coldly, "It seems you are still not hungry."
He regretted sharing the bread with his brother because he was not full either.
"If you really want to eat, get used to it sooner rather than later. We can't escape, and if you don't work, you'll starve to death sooner or later."
The boy stared at him in surprise and anger.
"We will definitely get out! The Knights of God will find a way to leave sooner or later!"
The Knights of God?
After discovering that those big figures also appeared in the subspace, all the Celestial Dragons were indeed filled with hope.
Musgarud did not refute. In fact, he also had illusions about those people.
Who would want to stay in a garbage dump if they could leave? But in fact, although the Knights of God have been exploring the border in the past few days, the only thing they have gained is that 'this space seems to have no boundaries'.
"Whatever you want, I need to earn points to buy food anyway."
Musgarud didn't want to waste any more time with the idiot.
While he continued to pick up trash to earn points, the Knights of God who went to find a way to leave came back again.
Even though one has a strong mind and is determined to "never compromise with garbage", anyone will become haggard and worn out if they stay in such an environment.
What's more, they no longer have the devil fruit, nor the immortality bestowed by His Majesty Im.
His Majesty Im...
This Majesty, who may have been very famous 800 years ago but is now unknown, was about to die from the moment his power was taken away by Yale.
After that, she fell into the warp and died immediately. Now, Yim is just a dried-up and dead corpse, and she is not worthy of being called "Your Majesty" by them.
Sitting casually, Shamrock frowned at a boy running towards them.
Without waiting for him to ask, the boy pointed in a direction, without any sense of guilt for betraying his brother who had just given him half a loaf of bread, only full of malice.
"Lord Shamrock, I want to report my brother for insulting the Celestial Dragons. He listens to those rubbish. He's picking up trash. He even just picked up trash to exchange for food!"
Shamrock looked at him coldly, his eyes sweeping over the bread crumbs left at the corner of his mouth.
Without the slave's help, the child couldn't even wipe the corners of his mouth clean.
"Is your brother the only one who ate it?" he asked calmly.
"I'm asking you, have you ever eaten those things?"
The boy opened his eyes wide in disbelief. He never expected that his idol would speak to him like this.
Shouldn't the other party be grateful to him and then kill his weird brother?
Shamrock didn't bother to pay attention to him and waved his hand when he looked away.
The member of the Knights of God who was closer to the boy kicked him directly, and with dissatisfaction with the predicament he had faced in the past few days, kicked him directly into the depths of the garbage dump.
Soon, the garbage from above rolled down and buried the unconscious boy.
"Idiot!" Saint Somaz cursed, his face so gloomy that it seemed like ink could drip out.
At that time, Im activated the ancient weapon and ran without hesitation, but he still couldn't escape. During the escape, he missed a step and fell into the garbage dump the next second.
Saint Somaz had never felt so powerless before. Even when he faced the team leader in the training ground, he was able to fight back and forth.
But when facing that alien, any attack was futile and they were all wasting their efforts.
"At this stage, it's basically impossible for us to leave here."
Shamrock said calmly: "With our current strength, we cannot break the space wall."
In the exploration just now, they found the boundary of this subspace.
But finding it doesn't mean there is a way to leave. They tried to attack, but the wall of space did not move at all.
Shamrock: "If we want to defeat that man, we must first figure out what he is."
"...He swallowed His Majesty Im's Demon Book." said the woman serving Im among the flowers.
Unlike the Yale that others encountered, the Yale she encountered was the one who was fighting against His Majesty Im, and she saw the entire process of the battle between the two more clearly.
However, it cannot be said to be a battle, but rather a one-sided helplessness.
Even though all of Lord Im's attacks landed on that man, he didn't show any signs of injury at all.
Not only was he not injured, but the flowers and plants around him were also not injured.
The maid had recalled this many times during this time. After thinking about these details, she continued, "He absorbed it—he should have the ability to absorb attacks from others... Our attacks on him were just charging him up."
This is very likely the case, otherwise their attacks would not be negated.
“But this will make things more difficult,” Saint Qilingom warned.
"My ability is spiritual, and he can resist even that kind of ability."
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