StarCraft: The Sickly Female Supporting Character Pulls Out the Weeping Willow

Chapter 402 Seeing Eileen Again
Chapter 402

There is a message in the terminal backend.

It was sent by Nalan Yao; it's a piece he composed inspired by Ye Yao.

Or rather, it is a magnificent symphony.

After washing up, I lay down and opened it.

Music filled the room.

The melody started off a bit flat and wasn't catchy enough.

Half a minute later, the atmosphere became somewhat exciting, a excitement that carried a passion that could draw people in.

Or, to put it another way, it can mobilize adrenaline in the human body.

Towards the end, the music took on a somewhat melancholic tone...

"wrong."

Ye Yao felt that this ending was meaningless, very meaningless.

She paused the music and dialed Nalan Yao's number.

The call was answered quickly.

"The ending is wrong."

She got straight to the point, "Written from my perspective, right?"

Nalan Yao neither said yes nor no.

Judging from his expression, he was waiting for Ye Yao's argument.

Ye Yao said, "What's so tragic about destroying the Divine Court? Are you sad for the Divine Court? Or for me?"

"Or are you putting me in the position of a loser?"

"If I win in the end, I will feel joy, not pity."

"Nalan Yao, if I were truly someone with such strong empathy, even to the point of pitying the enemy at the end, then what is my purpose in navigating deep space right now?"

"Digging up graves for the enemy?"

So what if they're killed? They can simply disappear into deep space, be eaten by some unknown species, or whatever.

She wasn't that kind; she even dug a hole and buried the person.

"Let's revise it. The ending isn't enough. Not every battle needs to be given a meaning."

"Not all endings, only tragic ones, deserve to be the grand finale."

Victory should bring joy.

Even after winning the battle, she still pitied the enemy.

Is she sick?

That's a slap in the face.

"I can't bear to carry the weight of some people's lives."

"I don't care about the lives of some people, no matter how much they are taken."

After listening to her argument, Nalan Yao frowned and fell into deep thought.

Ye Yao didn't disturb her, changed the channel, and started browsing the StarNet trending news.

"Your family members have been killed."

She suddenly spoke.

I just searched for the vague term "Nalan" and was drawn to one of the entries.

It is said that Nalan Yun, a singer from the Nalan family, a musical dynasty, had an unpleasant encounter with a newcomer in the entertainment industry at a grand party.

The newlyweds' partner is wealthy and owns businesses in many galaxies.

He said at the time that the galaxy he invested in could not cooperate with Nalan Yun.

Ye Yao sighed helplessly at Nalan Yao's puzzled look.

"The domineering CEO trend has even reached interstellar space."

Nalan Yao asked, "What wind?"

"The Mad Wind," Ye Yao said. "Have you heard of the Champs-Élysées Consortium?"

Nalan Yao nodded, "It's very influential. It's one of the top fashion companies in the interstellar world, specializing in top-tier jewelry and haute couture gowns. It's the undisputed king of the entertainment industry."

"Offending this family and their connections in the industry means your artistic career is over."

Ye Yao could probably understand.

"Is the Nalan family's influence insufficient to counter this?"

Nalan Yao laughed and said, "It's not enough, but it won't affect me."

His talent is unaffected by his family or the star system.

Those who like his music are mostly independent individuals who are not easily influenced.

Even though the Champs-Élysées is incredibly wealthy, it can only control those who are driven by money.

His concerts have no entry requirements; anyone who likes to listen to music and can afford a ticket can enter.

Music is a communication of souls, and it has nothing to do with power, status, or wealth. You may think it's highbrow, but Nalan Yao wouldn't define his own music.

"perhaps……"

Ye Yao pondered, "I could also start a fashion company."

She has An'an by her side; the system instilled the beauty of her past five thousand years of gorgeous clothing into An'an.

That thing, despite being an AI, has the ability to grow autonomously and can even redesign new models based on existing ones.

The plate in StarCraft is quite large; cutting a piece of cake for her won't make a difference.

"It's hard to say about other fields," Nalan Yao said with a smile. "In the fashion field, I still have some influence."

"If you want to start a company like this, I can do your advertising."

Ye Yao naturally would not refuse.

"I'll give you an answer by next year at the latest after I finish what I'm doing."

She was slightly sleepy.

He waved his hand and said, "Let's stop here for now. Revise the ending and let me hear a new version. The current version is very nice, but it's not suitable for my upcoming ending."

Nalan Yao nodded, "Okay."

**
"Warden, there seems to be a fight going on up ahead."

Along the way, they encountered many deep space battles, some large and some small.

There aren't actually that many ships in deep space; regular ships all use warp jumps.

Like Ye Yao, when traveling long distances and for extended periods in deep space, the large size of the star beasts she carries prevents them from passing through passageways.

Ships that can navigate off-the-beaten-path routes are almost always space pirates.

"The other party sent a distress signal."

Eleven sent the other party's image to Ye Yao.

Seeing the woman opposite her who had been beaten badly, Ye Yao recognized her no matter how disheveled she looked.

He got up and walked towards the cabin door.

"agree."

She pressed down on her right chest, and the protective suit instantly enveloped Ye Yao as the hatch opened.

She walked over to the prince on her balance bike and pointed to several ships in the distance.

"Shall we go have some fun?"

The prince glanced at the small Karami ship, then at Ye Yao, cheered as it spun in deep space, then spread its wings, signaling Ye Yao to sit tight; they were about to set off.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the playful prince appeared in front of the other person.

They were so frightened by the sudden appearance of the star beast in front of them that they hurriedly stopped.

The other party is requesting a signal connection.

The system displays the signal screen.

Ye Yao agreed to connect, and a voice quickly came from the other end.

"Warden, what do you mean by this?"

The battles between space pirates are inherently a matter of the survival of the fittest.

Why did she suddenly stop them?
They kept an eye on Ye Yao along the way; she wasn't one to meddle in other people's business.

Which company are you from?

Ye Yao asked calmly.

Sensing the prince beneath her eagerness, she raised her hand to soothe it and calm it down.

The other person quickly said a name they had never heard of.

Ye Yao thought for a moment, but didn't know.

Accessing the dark web and searching revealed a galaxy-wide thief.

This is the other party's sphere of influence.

Eileen came here on business, but they discovered her, and after a conflict, she was severely beaten up.

The ships were in ruins, and all their supplies had been looted.

If Ye Yao hadn't happened to pass by, Eileen and the others would definitely have died here.

"The person you were bullying just now is someone I know."

She ignored the other person's attitude and patted the prince.

"Before you rob someone next time, find out who's behind it and whether you can afford to mess with them."

Accompanied by several silent bursts of fireworks, the pirate ship was instantly destroyed by the prince.

prince:"……"

It stared at the flames in front of it, somewhat dazed.

So weak?