An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 119 The Mad Sound Channel (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
With a kick, Mo Zhen shoved away Xiao Mengzi, who was being stuffed like a cream puff, and the smile on his face instantly switched from the enthusiasm of a Chengdu boy to the deep affection of "she's different."

His burning gaze fell upon Homiga, revealing an undisguised, almost fanatical, infatuation, as if the white-haired girl on stage were his long-lost muse.

“My dearest Miss Homiga, I must confess to you, your singing drives me mad! Under the baptism of your unparalleled vocal cords, all other sounds in this world become tasteless noise, no longer able to give my eardrums an orgasm! Yes, I have completely felt it; your powerful and captivating vocal cords are the ladder that guides me to the temple of art! As long as I hear your passionate singing, I can forget all the troubles of the world, as if my dreams are within reach!”

This barrage of flowery praise, which amazed everyone, instantly made the calm and elegant faces of Akromma's research elites tense up.

He adjusted his glasses, which had slipped slightly due to sweat, and opened his mouth as if to say something but then stopped.

What's going on? This kid doesn't actually believe that idiotic howling has some kind of magic, does he? You got into this so-called art hall entirely because of my technology and ruthless skills...

Unaware of the truth, Homiga trembled with excitement, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes instantly filled with tears of emotion.

"Wha...what? Master, you...you're telling the truth?! Even a great artist like you can feel the power of dreams contained in my song?! It's true! I am the messenger chosen by the Dragon of Ideals!"

Seeing that the other party was receptive to this, Mo Zhen began to increase the dosage, sparing no expense in praising them.

He was like the most fervent fan, going to great lengths to flatter her, as if he wanted nothing more than to kneel down and flaunt her beautiful feet.

"Absolutely true! After hearing your rock music live, I only had one thought in my mind, and that was that I must get that heavenly voice from you!"

"what?!"

Such a bold declaration of possession caused Homiga's face to flush crimson.

Mo Zhen opened her arms as if embracing a grand vision.

"Oh my God, my darling, your voice is a divine instrument blessed by the Dragon of Ideals, a sacred path for all beings drowning in the sea of ​​suffering to dream of a heaven of dreams. Only the voice that bursts forth from there can liberate us mortals! Homika, my muse, you must join my team! I will take you away immediately, away from this small stage, so that all the people of United Universe and the whole world may be bathed in your gospel that can make dreams come true!"

Under Mo Zhen's almost insane praise, Homika felt a strong wave of dizziness wash over her, and an overwhelming sense of happiness and mission overwhelmed her.

Her cheeks were as red as ripe fruit, and she could hardly believe her ears.

My…my throat, is it a sound channel that can lead all beings to a dreamlike paradise? He…he wants to form a team with me to spread the gospel to people all over the world?!

The overwhelming, dreamlike impact made Homiga's eyes roll back, and she almost fainted from happiness.

The handsome man hiding in the shadows was so terrified by this sudden outburst that his finger trembled and he almost pulled the trigger and fired the gun.

What... what is he up to? This handsome young man, is he too high?

As Mo Zhen's agent, Akroma's temples throbbed as she listened to his increasingly outrageous and incoherent ramblings, her face turning ashen and extremely embarrassed.

Damn it! This bastard is absolutely out of his mind! This kind of nonsensical, blasphemous nonsense is hard to come out of a normal person without taking a couple of puffs of drugs…

Indeed, the dosage in this experiment was perhaps a bit too high, as it has already affected basic cognitive abilities...

Akroma took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to strangle the madman in the red suit in front of him, and tried to regain his rationality.

He stepped forward, once again standing between Mo Zhen and the limping Homiga, and said with a serious expression.

"Ahem, Mr. Mo Zhenzhen, please watch your words and actions! You've so blatantly poached artists from my company right in front of me—this goes beyond mere leniency! This is extremely unethical business practice! I think what you need now is to calm down! Think things through and re-evaluate your actions..."

"shut up!!!"

Before Akromah could finish speaking, Mo Zhen, like an enraged lion, grabbed Akromah's expensive trench coat collar with lightning speed!

The immense force pulled the scientific elite off balance, and Mo Zhen roared and howled with the true nature of an artist.

"You incomprehensible idiot! Look at what you've done! You've forced our once-in-a-century rock star to condescend to be a damn underground singer in this dilapidated, shady place! This is a complete waste of Miss Homiga's unparalleled talent! A singer with such overflowing talent should be standing on the world's highest stage, singing for everyone; otherwise, it's a loss for all of humanity!"

Being grabbed by the collar and relentlessly attacked by Mo Zhen at such close range, Akromma's usually calm and composed face instantly turned bright red as he felt the mental bombardment from the other party's words!

He had never suffered such a humiliation in his life.

His intense anger and frustration almost made him lose his proud rationality, and he instinctively roared back.

"What?! You ignorant fool, what gives you the right to say that to me! Do you know how much effort I put in behind the scenes to make her who she is today? Without me, she is nothing!"

Suddenly, a glint flashed in Mo Zhen's eyes, and a mocking sneer appeared on his face as he asked in return.

"Oh? Is that so? Then tell me what you've been working on behind the scenes? Are you just making empty promises with your silver tongue?"

"What?! If it weren't for me..."

Akroma, blinded by rage, nearly blurted out the core secret.

But at the critical moment, the top scientist's strong sense of crisis was like ice water poured over his head, making him suddenly sober up. He swallowed back the words he was about to say and forced himself to change his words.

"If it weren't for my scientific guidance, she would never have been able to step onto the stage and achieve what she has today! It was I who used scientific methods to train her vocal cords, correct her unbearable vocalizations, and enable her voice to scientifically reach the most comfortable area of ​​the human brain. Without my help, she would be a third-rate singer!" Seeing that the other party was still talking nonsense, Mo Zhen's anger and contempt instantly reached their peak.

He brought the other person's face close and spoke eloquently.

"Shut up! You useless piece of trash! You claim to have discovered her talent? Bah! Stop trying to glorify yourself! She's the one who supported you, you incompetent piece of trash! Miss Homiga's throat was clearly a result of the blessing of the [Ideal Dragon], a miracle brought down by God through her hard work and dreams, and has absolutely nothing to do with your bullshit science!"

Hearing Mo Zhen insult his most beloved science in such a way, Akromma felt his sanity snapping!

From birth to the present, he has always been the embodiment of calmness, rationality, and wisdom, an elite at the forefront of biotechnology.

When has his dignity and achievements ever been so crudely trampled and insulted?

But this madman in the red suit was able to brazenly ravage his face, using the most blatant words to viciously insult his inviolable pride! Strong!

"you you you……"

With his strong arms, Mo Zhen grabbed Akromar by the collar and flipped him around hard, interrupting the opponent's skill casting.

"What do you mean, 'you'?! You're a piece of trash who only knows how to use sweet talk to deceive women. You have absolutely no real talent. Are you going to let our precious artistic gems bloom in this abandoned factory?! You make money and only care about indulging in debauchery, instead of spending money to build connections and get her onto a bigger stage. You're nothing but a useless parasite that leeches off artists! Miss Homiga, tell him right now what makes your voice so beautiful!"

Homiga's eyes showed a serious expression as he spoke earnestly.

“Mr. Akromma, although I have always respected you, my achievements today are indeed a miracle created by the [Ideal Dragon]. It is the power of dreams that awakened my Heavenly Voice, enabling me to help all beings reach the dreams in their hearts!”

"I...I...I..."

Akroma is now extremely angry and furious, and he wants to immediately roar and scream at the top of his lungs to tell everyone.

The reason this silly white-haired girl was able to achieve her ridiculous dream was because she herself had built it up with "real materials" behind the scenes, while the reason this rising star in the red suit was able to reach the so-called temple of art was entirely due to science!
But just as he was about to lose control, the cold threads of reason firmly restrained his surging impulse.

Calm down, I must stay calm. Before that grand plan is realized, I absolutely cannot let this damn madman and that stupid woman ruin everything...

Seeing that Akromah could hold back like this, Mo Zhen snorted coldly, released Akromah's collar, and clapped his hands in disgust.

Immediately, an expression of artistic brilliance appeared on his face, and he turned to the captivated Homiga, issuing his ultimate artistic call.

"Oh! My dear Miss Homiga, give up on this useless man! I am the only producer truly worthy of your musical talent! From today onwards, I will absolutely not allow you to continue singing in this quagmire! I will elevate your music to a whole new level, into the realm of art. That's right, I will make the whole world go crazy for your voice! As long as you are with me, we can bring the world the most stunning and perfect ultimate art!"

Mo Zhen's words were like a scorching hot iron rod, piercing Homiga's eardrums and delivering a fiery blow to her brain.

The immense happiness, the ecstasy of being recognized, and the lofty mission of "spreading the gospel" overwhelmed her last shred of hesitation like a tidal wave!
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god... Director Mo!!"

Homiga was so excited that he was incoherent, his eyes shining with unwavering determination.

"I do! I do! I'm willing to go with you into that sacred temple of art to realize our ultimate dream!!"

Upon hearing this, Akroma showed an incredulous expression and almost broke his voice.

"What?! You're really leaving me to form a band with this lunatic?! You...you're kidding me! Without me and my scientific achievements, do you really think you could sing songs that make audiences' dreams come true? Don't be silly! Your success today is all thanks to me, do you understand?!"

After calming his excited emotions slightly, Homiga's eyes turned serious as he spoke to Akromma.

“Mr. Akromma, I am very grateful for your work and dedication all this time, but Director Mo is right, the stage you have given me is too small, it can no longer satisfy my desire to shake the world with my voice! I need a bigger stage to fully showcase my talent and fulfill my mission of creating the gospel of my dreams. Only Director Mo can give me such a huge stage, so goodbye! Our cooperation ends here!”

"Enough! You self-important brat, without me and without the help of science, you are nothing at all!"

Having been NTR'd in person, Akromma began to rage helplessly, like a victim.

However, Homiga had no idea about the core technology the other party possessed, and she retorted confidently.

“Very well! Mr. Akromma, I’ll emphasize again, the magic of my singing comes from dreams, it’s a gift from the Dragon of Ideals! Your contemptuous attitude towards the Dragon of Ideals has made me extremely angry and furious! In that case, let’s wait and see! I will never be as complacent as you. From today onwards, I will follow Master Mo to a higher stage and bring my talent to another band!”

Akromar's eyes burned with rage as he stared intently at Homiga. He couldn't believe that this woman had been so easily won over by that kid with just a few words; it was utterly foolish!
You damned sow, you ungrateful brat! What do you think I'm doing this rock-and-roll game with? It's all because of your dad...

Damn it... What's wrong with me? Why am I so confused? This isn't like me at all!
Suddenly, he realized that the man in the red suit in front of him possessed a terrifying power, as if he could not maintain his sanity just by looking at the frivolous smile on the other man's face.

No, I must leave here immediately! Otherwise... otherwise... I will definitely...

"Just you wait, you'll regret this!"

Watching Akroma slink away like a typical defeated golden retriever, Mo Zhen even gave him the middle finger as a polite farewell.

"Remember this! You're just a piece of trash who leeches off women! Moron! Pussy! Don't let me see you, you useless bastard, in front of Homiga again, or you'll be sorry!"

After seeing Akromah off, Komugi, whose body was just filled with bullets, finally regained her senses...

(End of this chapter)