Zongman: Please stop destroying the worldview!

Whether it's hauntings, lost objects, curses, or spiritualism, you can come to me for consultation. The fee is only 15,000 yen per session. If I can't help you, I won't charge you! "

"You're not someone who specializes in using supernatural performances to defraud high school students of their money, are you?" the store manager said sarcastically while accepting the business card.

Chen Mo: "Of course not! If you don't believe me, ask your sister. I found the new guitarist for her band myself!"

"It's true."

"Hey!"

The store manager looked towards the rehearsal room. Hong Xia had indeed brought back a new guitarist today, so her simple little band didn't die before it even started.

Hongxia was smiling very happily today, a smile that he rarely saw, and even brighter than usual.

"Well, since Hongxia is so happy today, I'll pay you."

"Alright—please don't talk about normal payments as if I'm trying to scam you!"

Chen Mo took the money from the store manager, took out two bills and handed them back: "By the way, I'll buy a ticket. I want to see the strength of the band I helped to form."

Store Manager: "Oh, you're just a stranger, but you have confidence in their band?"

Chen Mo: "Of course I'm confident. I have a feeling they'll be a huge success. It's called a planeswalker's intuition."

The store manager snorted coldly: "Then you'll probably be disappointed. I know what level my sister is at."

The store manager turned and left while saying some harsh words, but the ahoge on her head jumped twice, indicating that she seemed to be in a happy mood again.

Chen Mo touched his nose. Why did he have to pay for a ticket? The atmosphere made him seem like he was trying to conquer a tsundere?

There is such a huge difference in the personalities between these two sisters!

Chapter 4 Music is magic!

It was time for the evening performance. Chen Mo took a drink and stood in the audience, watching Hong Xia's band perform.

There weren't many people in the audience, just a few standing around, which was quite consistent with the low popularity of a new band.

"Hello everyone, we are the Ending Band!"

On the stage, Hong Xia raised her drumsticks to the audience and enthusiastically introduced:

"I'm the drummer, Hongxia Ichichi, this is the bassist, Liang, and this one..."

Just like what Chen Mo saw in his divination, a box of ripe mangoes was trembling on the stage.

"She's our guitarist, Pochi-chan!"

Chen Mo: "...This band's naming taste is terrible. The End Band and Pochi-chan are both puns. Who would like that?"

However, it seems that Yili has a good relationship with Hongxia and Liang. They can perform on stage together so soon and have even been given nicknames.

It turns out that it is easier for girls of the same age to communicate. I just don’t know how much of her identity Pochi has revealed to them.

Hong Xia continued, "Next, we'll play a few songs you might be familiar with, so stay tuned!"

Hong Xia's warm-up effect was not very good. The audience stood there in silence without any response. The introduction words fell to the ground.

Even though Hong Xia was very excited, she felt a little discouraged.

Pochi in the mango box started to tremble. He agreed to perform on impulse, but it was not until he went on stage that he realized how big a challenge it would be for a person with social anxiety to perform publicly on stage!

After struggling for eight hundred rounds, Pochi finally accepted Liang's bad idea and put herself in a box when performing on stage. It could block all sights and provide an environment similar to the cabinet at home, which was enough for her to exert her full strength as usual - that's weird!

It's a miracle if you can't perform well without coordinating with your teammates! Now it's really ruined! No one on the scene is paying attention to us! It's a dead end!

This is the darkest day of my life, Pochi thought. At this moment, a voice that made her feel even darker rang out from the audience:

"Come on! End the band!"

It's that Chen Mo! He's chased me all the way here! If I don't play guitar well, I'm going to die here today!

After Hong Xia finished warming up, Chen Mo didn't care about the awkwardness of the people around him not responding, and he applauded enthusiastically and responded loudly.

"I've been looking forward to your performance! Let's start! Come! Wuhu!"

Then he took out two glow sticks he had taken from the store manager and started dancing.

Driven by Chen Mo's completely shameless enthusiasm, the audience became a little more lively.

There were people in the crowd who knew the band members. Seeing someone take the initiative to break the deadlock, they also cheered along with Chen Mo:

"Come on, Nijiya-chan!"

"Hongxia is the best!"

This should be the friend that Hong Xia brought.

"Ryo-senpai is so handsome! I really want to be your dog!"

I don't know where this weird fan came from.

"What the hell are you doing?"

This is the shop manager sitting at the bar with a speechless expression

The most direct recognition and encouragement from others is always so inspiring.

Even if there are only a few people, it is enough to support the enthusiasm to move forward

"Thank you for your support! We're going to play now!"

The depression caused by the poor warm-up just now was swept away at this moment

Hong Xia smiled and tapped the drumsticks, and then the bass and guitar sounded synchronously, ending the band's first performance and starting

-

At the end, the band played a few recent pop songs, which were very ordinary, commonplace, and even full of technical flaws.

But Chen Mo stood in the audience, listening fascinatedly.

"...What's going on?"

The immature notes entered his ears. It was obviously the clumsy cooperation of the novice band, but Chen Mo felt that a more indescribable power that surpassed the rhythm of the drums, the melody of the guitar, and the vibration of the bass was reaching his heart.

Chen Mo closed his eyes. The sound of the instrument in his mind gradually peeled off the shell of the popular music, revealing something more special.

Bright but not dazzling, beneath the warm touch, there is a hint of sadness - this is Hongxia

Strong, unique, free-spirited, away from the crowd, no color can cover up that unique personality - this is cool

Wrapped in gloomy gray, but in the cracks of the gray, a dazzling strange color is revealed - this is Pochi

The little starlight that could only be felt by Chen Mo gathered into a small handful of colorful

He flipped his hand, and the color turned into flowing light, flashing across his hand. This time, Chen Mo was truly surprised:

"Mana, their performance actually conveyed a certain kind of mana to me,

So in this world, music is magic?"

While the performance was still going on, the store manager frowned and said, "There are too many mistakes. The band has no coordination at all. They are all playing their own music."

Chen Mo: “But they put almost all their emotions into their performance—I like it very much.”

Store Manager: "As an outsider, you are easily confused by this. Without technical support, no matter how strong your feelings are, you can't convey them."

Indeed, Chen Mo took that touch of color into his body, and his rigorous thinking led him to a reliable conclusion for the first time:

The mana he received was actually the emotional energy of the girls, modulated by music and transmitted to him.

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What is mana?

This source of energy that can be used by planeswalkers to rewrite reality is definitely not ordinary magic or mana. This simple energy

It is closer to a quantifiable existence, the color of the real world from another perspective.

In most worlds, the color of the world is determined by the land.

The lush forest contains the green of vitality and wildness;

The populous plains contain the whiteness of order and justice;

The island surrounded by water contains the blue of perception and logic;

The undulating mountains represent the red of change and progress;

The miasma-filled swamp holds the blackness of death and evil;

In addition to being drawn from the earth veins, mana can also be taken from artifacts of extraordinary significance or from strange and powerful life forms.

However, this deprivation is devastating. Things whose mana is taken away will lose all color and characteristics, which is almost equivalent to being completely destroyed.

But today, in this strange world, Chen Mo witnessed a gentler and more brilliant way.

It is not about extraction or deprivation, but the girls convey their feelings to their hearts through music.

What he got was no longer a single color, but a fusion of countless unprecedented colors, a power that could break all limitations.

"Damn, no wonder that QB always stares at the girl and torments her."

Thinking of some bad memories, Chen Mo cursed softly, but he also had a plan for the future in mind.

The band's first performance was still very clumsy, and the mana provided to him was pitifully small, not even enough for a basic unit to cast a spell.

But if he could help them perfect their performances, allowing them to express their personalities and emotions professionally on a larger stage—then there would be no need to solve the leyline problem, wouldn't his own mana supply also be solved?

Chapter 5 End Band Number One Fan

"I'm so sorry! I'll definitely practice until I'm able to talk to others before my next performance!"

In the practice room after the performance, Pochi, feeling deeply guilty, kowtowed to Ryo and Hongxia.

Liang: “Puff”

Hong Xia: "Alright, alright, hurry up! Our performance was pretty good this time! If your technique isn't up to par, we can practice slowly. It's great to be able to play happily together!"

Liang: "My technique is very good."