Chapter 1693 - 429: The Subtle Uses of Suppression, Voice of Soul Imbuement_4

Chapter 1693: Chapter 429: The Subtle Uses of Suppression, Voice of Soul Imbuement_4

In this memory, he was sitting at the boundary of the Frosty Winter Snowfield.

Beneath him was lush grassland, and at the end of his view was the "Origin Snow Mountain" of the Frosty Winter Snowfield.

Like a sleeping giant, it flowed with a chilling radiance beneath the night sky.

Above the snow-capped peak, a dazzling Milky Way spilled forth without obstruction.

It seemed within reach, yet so distant that reverence was born in the heart.

When this blend of isolation, tranquility, and longing for the vastness enveloped the Alien Race musicians.

The sound they expressed changed instantly.

In Shi’s hum, the grandeur and vastness that was there before faded, replaced by a pure, ethereal tone as if trying to blend into the distant starry sky.

The Wind Speaker Yong’s wing vibrations became slow, switching to low-frequency tremors.

Simulating the background sound of silence on the snowfield.

The Stone Hammer Elder took long intervals to tap his shell, producing a clear, long-lasting echo.

Each tap seemed to inject a time scale into this silence.

There was no need for the Explorer’s verbal guidance.

A ethereal symphony belonging to Extreme Cold, the starry sky, and the snow mountain naturally flowed out.

The listening Explorer couldn’t help but nod.

This was precisely the music he wanted. When emotions resonated, the Alien Race musicians could fully express the content he desired.

Feeling excited, after the melody ended, he eagerly started the next memory.

This time, in the emotion memory he conveyed.

He stood on the peak, gazing at the great crater on the distant land, forcibly struck by some great power ages ago.

Through the passage of time, the crater had long filled with water and turned into a lake.

Like a deep blue eye embedded in the land, silently staring at the sky.

Receiving the emotions, the Alien Race’s musical style drastically changed.

Shi’s hum carried a new texture as if questioning that lost history.

Yong’s wind sound transformed into an echoing wilderness, mimicking the air currents traversing the crater...

Then came the third memory.

This time, the emotions were related to the joy of harvest.

He led the Alien Race musicians, following his memory "back" to that cave filled with Crystal Stones, surrounded by brilliantly shining ores.

This memory recorded the accelerated heartbeat he had when discovering wealth.

The sound released by the various musicians instantly transformed into a light-hearted rhythm.

Shi’s hum seemed like an Elf dancing, Yong released wind sounds lively and joyful, while the Stone Hammer Elder used his shell to tap out a celebratory rhythm.

Three melodies, three entirely different emotions and landscapes, were perfectly translated into notes through the Suppression System.

Next, in his creation, the Explorer began recording music.

He recorded these ensembles that resonated with his soul into the Wind and Scenery Poem.

When someday in the future, a player steps onto the journey he once traveled, standing in a place that once moved him.

The movements of the Wind and Scenery Poem will come to life appropriately.

Time flew by during the creation.

After the night vanished, the brightness of the Star Dust Flower gradually dimmed in the growing daylight.

The fatigued Alien Race musicians left, carrying with them the astonishment and a box of Basic Potions.

On the empty field remained only the Explorer, alone.

Yet he showed no sign of fatigue on his face, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Sitting on the ground, he gazed at the contours of Dream Island waking under the Golden Wheel’s illumination, his heart surging.

Recalling the past, he spent sacrificial power to purchase Suppression with a tinge of reluctance and even humiliation.

The live broadcast was filled with mockery.

Because he was suited to "Weakness".

But he still chose to buy it.

This was to add one more survival tool to his dangerous exploration journey, better evading risks and supporting him to go further.

He had never imagined that this Suppression System which embarrassed him in the live broadcast.

Would solve the greatest difficulty in his Wind and Scenery Poem creation.

Isn’t this a form of exploration and discovery?

Only, his exploration was no longer of unknown regions on a map but became of unknown territories in emotional expression.

The Suppression System transformed into the artistic Pen in his hand, allowing him to "draw" the landscapes and feelings deep within his heart, which couldn’t be portrayed with words, directly into the listener’s heart.

This unexpected surprise was like a visual miracle discovered during exploration, truly exhilarating him.

The morning breeze blew by, carrying a slight chill, but it couldn’t disperse the fire in his heart.

At this moment, he had a brand new inspiration.

Since the Suppression System could serve as an emotional carrier, conveying other emotions.

Why not take "Weakness Suppression" as a starting point and walk out a Suppression path unique to himself?

The current Weakness only had a few pre-set Suppression modes by the system.

If he took the initiative to create and weave, turning all the flavors from his long journey.

Such as the awe upon first seeing a miracle, the struggle when close to despair, the ecstasy upon discovering treasure, the vastness when confronting history...Turning these rich and intense emotions into emotional colors, melding them into his own Suppression System.

Then, his Suppression would no longer be a single "Weakness".

It would become a colorful canvas unique to him, carrying all the memories and emotions of his journey.

Feeling excited, the Explorer decisively shared his thoughts with the audience in the live broadcast.

Following, two comments were quickly liked and pinned to the top:

"Your idea is nice, but... what’s the use? Are you planning to let the blocking Monsters feel the landscapes of your journey, be emotionally touched, and then be killed?"

"Qi Die says: The scenery you show is great, but it doesn’t stop me from continuing to slap your face hard. Cry louder, I can’t hear you (Butterfly is here.jpg)"