Even some of the sharp-tongued critics changed their tune. This was a song that only a person with a story could sing. Who would have thought that Lin Huiyin would improve so quickly? But to the masses of music lovers, this was good news.
And most young idols had a problem with their appearances. They would walk the path of innocence and cuteness, but their private lives were actually very open. Drugs, alcohol, sex, and so on. Any negative news would lower their image.
No matter how open human society was, they all yearned for beauty. It was just that they had high expectations for others, but not for themselves.
All the major entertainment companies wanted to create such young idols. Unfortunately, after one or two years of popularity, the pursuit of fashion and happiness of young people quickly destroyed the color of idols. And this unattainable goal had been achieved by Lin Huiyin.
The Aslan Empire's princess, a true princess, a pure little princess. This identity alone was enough to topple a lot of people. In fact, among the various empires, Aslan was the most strict in this aspect. They were not like modern people. They had devout beliefs, and as a princess, she represented it.
So there was no need to worry about Lin Huiyin drinking.
Hearing Huiyin's sad voice, countless fans shed tears. Clearly, it had brought back their own worries.
This time, the lyricist was called "Little Purple." No one had heard of this person. Perhaps she was a newcomer.
"This song is amazing. What do you think, Meng Tian?" An Mei asked.
Meng Tian smiled faintly. "It's alright."
"Tsk, I really wonder if you're a girl or a guy. Qingqing, you think it's good too, right?"
"Very inspirational." Du Qingqing wore her headphones and shook her head lightly. She was clearly very engrossed.
Ye Zisu listened to it over and over again. Huiyin's singing was much better than hers. She only had the thought of giving it a try. She did not think that she would really be chosen. … Perhaps Aina would also hear it, but she was not afraid.
This time's training was successful for some people, but it didn't matter to others.
But what about Lear?
As the hope of Earth and the heir of the Chronos family, Lear had too many things on his shoulders. Originally, Lear did not need to bear too much at his age, but his parents had died in an accident during a military operation. This had caused the Chronos family's plans to crumble. At a very young age, Lear knew that he was the only one left in the world.
No one knew how much longer the old man of the Chronos family could hold on.
Facing his grandfather, the old Chronos, an influential figure in Earth's political scene, Lear was respectful. He had never seen his grandfather smile, but today, the old Chronos smiled.
"Lear, you did very well this time."
Lear was slightly stunned. He did not know if this was sarcasm. From his childhood memories, no matter how well he did, he could never satisfy his grandfather.
Old Chronos looked at Lear. He knew what Lear was confused about. "Being strong doesn't mean that you are putting on a brave front. It is necessary to display your strength. However, only by preserving it can you have the last laugh. Your father didn't understand this point."
"Grandpa, you mean?"
Old Chronos waved his hand. "You don't have to think too much. That was not a conspiracy. Even if it was, it was an overt plot. Confidence is a good thing, but overdoing it is conceited. Today, I should tell you some things."
Lear listened quietly. He did not feel that there was anything he did not know. The decision this time was completely based on his judgment. When it was time to explode, one had to explode. Hiding one's strength and biding one's time would not allow one to become a king. However, when there was no need, one should focus on what one had to do. This was actually not a big deal.
"The Sixteenth Level Heaven Refinement Technique that you are cultivating is only at the elementary level. From now on, you will cultivate the Sixty-Four Days Refinement Technique. If you succeed, you will be able to go against the heavens."
Old Chronos said. At that moment, Lear was confused. Sixty-four levels?
"Grandpa, how is this possible?"
"It's a long story. In the history of mankind, there were two great kings. They were both earthlings, our ancestors. Both of them ruled the world. One of them was called Li Feng, and the other was Wang Tong. Both of them took different paths, but they reached the same goal. In the end, they were the kings of the world."
"Did these two people really exist?" Lear asked.
In human history, these two people did not exist. Some unofficial histories would occasionally mention them, but they were all like novels. How could someone have the power of a god?
Old Chronos' mouth revealed a hint of mockery. "Politics is a whore that was raped. The winner is king. The two times that humanity faced were almost annihilated was because of the appearance of these two people. Not only that, technology also took a huge leap. If not, how do you think humanity has the status of ruling the Milky Way Galaxy now?"
"But, they were so strong, why …" Lear still did not quite believe it. A strong person would always leave behind a strong force. How could they disappear just like that?
"This is the biggest secret in the history of human development. The first generation Li Feng had mastered some kind of powerful technological power. It could be an extraterrestrial civilization, or it could be the true essence of the universe. The second generation Wang Tong had mastered the strongest martial arts. At the same time, there was a century of human genetic revolution. At that time, the physical strength of humans could really go against the heavens. Our current Ability X is not worth mentioning."
Old Chronos was deep in thought. Although he had never seen it, this was what his father had told him. To not be born in that era was the tragedy of a hero.
"If that was the case, why did he disappear?"
"How could a beggar understand the emperor's thoughts? Li Feng's era was too long ago, and no one knew what had happened. However, Li Feng's legacy had led to the greatness of Wang Tong's era. The main force of the Zergs had been destroyed in the solar system, and something terrible had happened."
Lear was not a very curious person, but when he heard this, he was stunned. In his world, this was not logical.
"The Zerg race started to evolve into humans. The insects also felt the terror of their opponents. It was a pity that in the final battle, they were completely defeated by Wang Dong. Humans broke through the last obstacle of the Interstellar Voyage." Old Chronos took a sip of water and looked at the serious Lear. He smiled. "At that time, the power that Wang Dong displayed was like that of a god. After the war ended, he disappeared. Humans flourished for decades, but at this time, a problem appeared. I don't know what exactly happened. It could be a problem with the genes, or it could be that humans were punished for touching the power of God. Humans encountered an unprecedented catastrophe, and this time it came from themselves."
"How is that possible, Grandpa? Could this be fabricated?"
"Hehe, there is indeed nothing to believe in in this world. It can be used as a reference, a more reliable reference. After the catastrophe, humans returned to the path of compromise. From an extreme technological civilization to an extreme genetic civilization, they arrived at the current era of balanced development of machinery and genes. Reality proved that this was the best choice. Humans did not encounter any more disasters, and their path was smooth, and they occupied the Milky Way Galaxy."
Old Chronos seemed to have experienced this great process. At their level, fame and wealth were no longer desires. The only thing they wanted to do was to do great things that could affect the entire human race.
"At that time, the Solar System Federation was completely cleaning up the techniques that could change genetic power. Many families were devastated, and even the Temple was looted. Some of the powerful families fell, and this led to the Chronos family. We were the leaders of Earth that led the annihilation of these families!"
Lear was stunned. "Heavenly Refinement …"
Old Chronos glanced at Lear, and Lear immediately understood. Annihilation was to snatch power, and not to destroy them. This question was too childish.
"They were strong, why would they surrender?" "This is where the problem lies.
The power of the techniques was greatly reduced, and the battle at the Temple was even stranger. The techniques were there, but the people were gone. The power of the techniques we obtained also decreased year by year, and in the end, we could only use them to strengthen our bodies. Only now did we discover that it could promote Ability X, but it had to be done in an orderly manner. If one's power was not sufficient, they would go berserk. Now, you can try it. Only then will you be able to occupy a place in the future. This is also the only hope for the rise of our Solar System. "
The abnormality of the techniques had directly led to the decline of the Solar System Federation. It was only when they discovered that the techniques could promote Ability X that the families of the Solar System Federation reignited their hope.
In the turmoil of that year, the Lie family was one of the few that survived. This was probably related to their untouchable position in the Mars Prison.
Under the balance, this period of history was rewritten. However, the luck of the Solar System seemed to have been used up, and from then on, it was constantly regressing. Old Chronos slowly recovered from his memories, and his gaze became sharp.
"You only need to understand these things. The times have changed. Now, the legacy of Earth only has us, the Chronos family. The legacy of the Moon has disappeared, and there is still the Lie family on Mars. However, even if the luck of the heavens is restored, it will only be on Earth. This is the source of humanity, and this is the will of heaven. You have to obtain this will of heaven, and follow this will of heaven, and become that person!"
Looking at the agitated Old Chronos, Lear appeared very calm. To him, these things were just stories. He needed power that he could truly feel.
With regards to Lear's calmness, Old Chronos was not angry. Instead, he was very pleased. Unmoving like a mountain, with his own judgment. This was what he wanted.
Some people were born different, and Lear was one such person. He was much stronger than his father, much stronger than him. Thinking back to the first time he heard this story, he lost his composure a lot. Lear's father, on the other hand, longed for a cultivation technique. No one could be as calm and composed as Lear.
"Drupe."
"Master."
As soon as he finished his sentence, Drupe appeared like a ghost. Lear did not have any reaction at all.
Never in his dreams would he have thought that Drupe, who had always been busy by his side, was actually such an expert.
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