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"Ding, you have harvested 242 Sadness Points."

"Ding, you have harvested 321 Sadness Points."

A myriad of system notifications blinked incessantly at the Small Speaker section on Chen Yi's personal panel.

At this time, the Sadness Points that Chen Yi had collected already firmly secured his position at the top of the leaderboard.

"Global Musicians' Ranking Leaderboard."

"Rank 1: Chen Yi, 729,201 Sadness Points."

"Rank 2: Li Jiayi, 238 Sadness Points."

With over 700,000 Sadness Points, he absolutely crushed the second place, leaving practically no hope for anyone to catch up.

The event had just begun not long ago.

Having collected 238 Sadness Points in just over ten minutes was already quite commendable, regardless of the method used, but securing a temporary top spot was enough to demonstrate prowess.

Unfortunately, they ran into Chen Yi's unreasonable tactics.

In just four to five minutes, Chen Yi scooped up 700,000 Sadness Points.

But Chen Yi didn't feel much about it, merely thinking that 700,000 Sadness Points should be enough to exchange for quite a few limited props in the Emotion Shop. Also, the whole scene did feel somewhat ridiculous.

How to put it, it was beyond words.

It was something that could only be understood and not explained.

"Special rewards must be given to you!"

Little Sprite, with tear-filled eyes, clutched her mother, Little Fairy's Mom's, cheongsam, raised the lollipop in her hand high, and looked up at Chen Yi!

"Agreed, the dance moves were great."

Little Fairy's Mom also raised the lollipop in her hand.

"Seconded, the atmosphere was really good."

Little Sprite's dad also raised the lollipop in his hand.

Following this, Chen Yi heard another notification by his ear.

"Ding, the three judges unanimously agree to bestow upon you the 'Father's Day Event Exclusive Special Gift,' congratulations on obtaining 'Father's Day Limited Event Special Gift Box (Large) x 1.'

As Chen Yi listened to the notification by his ear and let out a sigh of relief—effort did pay off after all. He didn't open the gift box right away but instead stuffed a few strawberry-flavored carrots into Little Sprite's arms.

"Here, your favorite fruit-flavored carrots. Just come find me next time you want more."

"Okay."

Little Sprite squinted her eyes into crescent moons and pulled out a card from her bosom to hand to Chen Yi, "I'm also giving you a one-time 'Delight of Little Sprite.'

"You've earned my approval, this 'Little Fairy's Mom's Delight' is for you."

The woman in the cheongsam, curves in all the right places, also pulled out a small card from her neckline and handed it to Chen Yi.
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"This 'Delight of Little Sprite's Dad' is also for you."

As the voice fell, Little Sprite's family left without lingering, leaving not a cloud behind, only three cards.

The effects were basically the same.

Whoever's delight card was activated, could summon them to face the enemy.

If all three cards were used at the same time, they could summon the entire Little Sprite's family over.

And... three 'Delight of Little Sprite's Dad' could be exchanged for one 'Delight of Little Sprite's Grandma.'

Chen Yi silently placed the three cards into his backpack; although he didn't know what attack methods Little Fairy's Mom and Dad had, they presumably had Rule Kill like Little Sprite, which at certain moments would be a weapon against enemies.

However, Little Sprite's family made him think of something else.

Could it be that Little Sprite's family and Santa Claus from December were both neutral bosses? They seemed to have their own independent thinking and didn't appear like NPCs. Were these bosses created by the Snow Sea Project Team, or did they pop up from somewhere else?

Chen Yi pondered quietly without speaking. However, now wasn't the time to think about this. He glanced at the numerous players around him who were still emotionally overwhelmed and hadn't come to their senses.

Silently, he stepped onto the sleigh, taking Tie Chui and others, and left the place.

At this moment, Tuberculosis Rabbit had already recovered, leaning on the sleigh with a puzzled look, trying to figure out why he had been so sad. The sudden surge of emotions was beyond his control.

As for Jiaye, the admiration for Chen Yi in her heart grew even stronger. Not only was he so powerful, but he also sang so well; wasn't he a little too perfect?

No, that can't be right; there's no such thing as a perfect man in the world. There must be something imperfect about Chen Yi.

A moment later.

Jiaye suddenly leaned back in her chair expressionlessly, silent. She had figured out the one imperfection about Chen Yi—'Yi' wasn't very interested in her.

Unfathomable blind spot.

"You two... also don't have fathers, right?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit tentatively said.

"Mm-hm."

"Then that's completely nonsensical."

Tuberculosis Rabbit sighed resignedly, "This Father's Day event has nothing to do with us. We won't be able to get that limited title either. Looks like I'll have to spend Points to buy it again, not even sure if the title effect is strong."

"As for the activity of recognizing a godfather, it's even less related to us."

"However, Yi just now collected a large number of Sadness Points. He should be able to exchange for quite a few props in the Emotion Shop, which is a bit of consolation."

"Buy a title?"

Jiaye was startled and then suddenly focused intensely on Tuberculosis Rabbit, "Are you saying the title can be bought?"

"Yeah, didn't you know?"

After a title is chosen to be worn, it cannot be dropped, traded, or removed, but before it is worn, players are free to trade it among themselves."

"For example, the 'Lucky Child of the God of Love' title above Yi's head was bought by Yi with money, or more precisely, exchanged for a bicycle."

"Understood."

Jiaye's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and the sadness in her heart vanished in an instant. So that's how Yi got his title, she had actually thought Yi had someone he really liked.

It seemed that Yi was thoroughly single now.

Chen Yi stopped the sleigh on the rooftop and stood at the edge of the roof, flipping through the Emotion Shop to see what limited props he could purchase with so many Sadness Points.

'Prop Name': Life Editor.

'Prop Level': C-grade.

'Prop Effect': You can input a script and confirm the cast members, then the cast will follow the script perfectly to perform what you have entered.

'Prop Restrictions': Cannot forcibly invite cast members, must be cooperated with by the cast members.

'Prop Description': "In the far distant future, the worth of screenwriters will undergo a leapfrogging surge."

'Prop Price': 10,000 Sadness Points.

This prop is an output from the Emotion Shop.

Honestly, its effect seems a bit ambiguous.

Could it be interpreted as, as long as he inputs a script and then confirms the cast members, they will perform the script perfectly without considering their acting skills, bringing the script to life perfectly?

Bought it.

Although he didn't know exactly what use it had, its price was not high, so he decided to buy it first and think later.

Besides, this prop might really come in handy.

Chen Yi looked thoughtfully towards another prop in his item bag.

'Prop Name': "Life Theater Pass."

'Prop Level': C-grade.

'Prop Effect': With this pass, you can go to the map 'Life Theater' at any location, and each player can only receive a reward once within this map. Once a reward has been obtained, you will not be able to enter the map again.

'Prop Restrictions': Remaining Usage (5/10).

'Prop Description': "Life is said to be like a play, but who knew your life would be so explicit."

This prop is a map access pass, given to him by Sword Without End. He hadn't gone inside yet, but when he browsed the Emotion Shop earlier and saw the Life Editor prop, he suddenly remembered the map access pass.

Maybe the Life Editor prop could be used inside this map access pass.

He glanced at Tuberculosis Rabbit, pondering over trying the Life Editor prop first to see what its effects were.

He soon entered a brief script into the Life Editor and then invited Tuberculosis Rabbit and Tie Chui to be his cast members.

"Hmm?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit looked at her personal panel with some confusion: "Chen Yi invites you to star in his new work 'Mart,' will you confirm your participation?"

"What is this for?"

"Just confirm it, I'm trying out a new prop."

"Okay."

The next second—

Tuberculosis Rabbit suddenly stood straight as an arrow in the cold wind, her clothes fluttering wildly, standing with her hands behind her back as she turned to gaze at the horizon, lightly speaking with her head slightly raised.

"You've come."

Tie Chui stood beside Tuberculosis Rabbit, also gazing into the distance with the same posture. His voice, devoid of his usual stutter, was indifferent as he said, "I've come."

"After all, you've still come."

"After all, I've still come."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I'm already here."

Tuberculosis Rabbit didn't respond, stood silently facing the wind with her hands behind her back for a long while before speaking hoarsely, "What are you here for?"

"I've come to kill."

Tie Chui's expression was cold next to Tuberculosis Rabbit, and his tone seemed to carry the indifference of a February dagger as he spoke.

"Kill whom?"

"Kill the ones who should be killed."

"Who should be killed?"

"You should be killed."

With those words, Tie Chui and Tuberculosis Rabbit fell into silence, standing still. After about three seconds, they both relaxed their bodies, and everything returned to normal.

And in Chen Yi's mind, a voice emerged that only he could hear.

'Cut, end of the play!'

"Yi!"

Tuberculosis Rabbit looked down at herself in surprise and then looked up at Chen Yi with shock, saying, "What kind of prop is this? In that moment, a script suddenly appeared in my mind."

"Then there were many prompt boxes in front of me, guiding me how to act, to make the character portrayal more convincing."

"And if I messed up, not meeting the prompt box requirements, or if I made some other movements—"

"The prompt box would advise me to reshoot. That look of weather-beaten age and the mix of loathing, nostalgia, and reluctance for the martial world in my be eyes—I had to reshoot over seventy times before the prompt box finally indicated it was satisfactory."