131: Chapter 131 Let's hear some positive energy!

Reality, the Qinling Command Center.

A piercing alarm blared throughout the hall!

"Warning! High-intensity psychic pollution field detected! Pollution index is rising exponentially!"

Sun Feng's expression was more solemn than ever. His hands blurred across the screen as massive amounts of data flowed like a waterfall.

"It's the Abyssal Whisper! That sound must be their racial innate talent! A wide-area mental attack that mixes infrasound with psychic pollution!"

"Damn it!" Zhang Yunhai slammed his fist on the desk. "Conventional physical defenses are useless!"

Director Li Guoan stood with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the soldiers struggling painfully on the screen, his jaw tightly clenched.

He knew that once the war began, all they could do was watch.

The only one who could truly influence the tide of battle was the young man standing motionless on the city wall.

...

On the city wall, Chen You frowned slightly.

"You call this the Abyssal Whisper?" he couldn't help but complain. "Even holiday traffic jams aren't this noisy!"

However, to him, it was merely noisy.

That overwhelming cacophony felt to him like listening to a neighbor renovating through a thick sheet of frosted glass.

The Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Art operated on its own, and as spiritual energy flowed, the foul power attempting to invade his sea of consciousness was easily cleansed away.

Looking at the disorganized formation of the guards below, and the Fish-man troops who had already begun to slowly advance, preparing to reap the harvest, Chen You showed no panic in his eyes.

He could choose to charge down himself, or he could choose the Cleansing Talismans from the system store.

Furthermore, there was an even more 'professional' method.

He calmly raised his hand and gently tapped the empty space in front of him.

A light screen, visible only to him, instantly unfolded.

[Guild Territory Management]

[Territory Name: White Jade Capital]

[Civilization Fortune: 100]

[Guild Forging], [Guild Alchemy], [Guild Construction]...

Chen You's fingers scrolled directly past those familiar options and tapped into a sub-menu he had never used before.

[Cultural Broadcast Center (Standby)]

This was it.

The corners of Chen You's mouth curved upward slightly.

When he first saw the White Jade Capital design proposal submitted by the expert group, he had seen this building module and assumed it was a special preference of some leader.

Even when he saw the detailed list of functions—

Including "Ultra-HD Audio/Video Playback," "City-wide Surround Stereo," "Multi-channel Signal Access," and other features—

He once thought the experts were preparing for future square dancing in the White Jade Capital plaza.

The submitted design draft even already contained thousands of classic songs.

Now it seemed, he was still too young.

How could the thoughts of experts be fathomed by ordinary people?

...

Qinling, Command Center.

The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

"The will of the guards is being rapidly eroded. The battle formation is expected to completely collapse within thirty seconds!"

"The enemy leader's energy reaction is stable; this attack consumes almost nothing for him!"

Piece after piece of despairing analysis results were summarized before Director Li Guoan.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the only calm figure on the main screen—Chen You.

"What is he doing?" Lin Miao, a candidate for the dragon scale project, witnessed such a bizarre battlefield for the first time, and even her voice trembled slightly.

In the screen, Chen You was just standing there, tapping and drawing in the air, as if playing on a mobile phone.

"He should be... operating the Guild System." Sun Feng frowned deeply.

Director Li Guoan's pupils suddenly contracted. He seemed to have thought of something and abruptly looked towards Qian Zhonghua and Academician Liu Sicheng beside him.

The two white-haired pillars of the nation showed no tension on their faces; instead, they exchanged a glance and revealed a subtle smile of 'just as expected.'

"Old Li, just watch," Academician Liu Sicheng adjusted his glasses, his tone relaxed. "This is what they call using magic to defeat magic."

...

Source Realm, White Jade Capital.

Chen You's finger stopped on a playlist.

"Morning Square Dance Golden Hits 100 Songs"

"Essential Songs for Military Camp Sing-alongs"

"Primary and Secondary School Broadcast Gymnastics - The Era is Calling"

He quickly flipped through, his finger precisely selecting one song, and then pressed the "Maximum Volume Playback City-wide" button.

"Buzz—"

Within the White Jade Capital, the top of a tall tower instantly lit up with brilliant golden light.

Countless profound runes flowed along the tower body, and invisible streams of energy surged through the city-wide network towards the hidden amplification artifacts at the four corners of the city wall and various street locations.

The next second.

Without any warning.

An impassioned, soaring prelude full of power and order suddenly burst forth, like the first ray of dawn tearing through the darkness!

That was not mere music.

It was a declaration of will!

It was the magnificent momentum of an iron torrent rolling forward!

It was the majestic shout of hundreds of millions of people united as one!

"Boom! Boom-boom! Boom!"

The passionate drumbeats seemed to strike directly against everyone's heart.

Shouting with one's mouth couldn't compare to a giant loudspeaker!

The White Jade Capital guards, who had been thrown into chaos by the foul whispers, suddenly jolted.

That bone-deep stinging pain, those maddening murmurs, vanished in the face of this grand, vast, and righteous melody.

It was like a stream flowing into a great river, disappearing without a trace!

"Ugh ah..."

A soldier who had been kneeling on the ground clutching his head looked up blankly.

The confusion and pain in his eyes were rapidly receding, replaced by an excitement and glory as if branded deep within his bloodline.

"Get up!"

The soldier next to him pulled him up.

Their armor, their long spears, seemed to resonate with this piece of music titled "Iron Torrent March," emitting a humming tremor.

The previously shaky battle formation, in just a few breaths, became solid as rock again, even more upright than before, with a sharper aura!

If the Fish-men's "Abyssal Whisper" represented noise pollution symbolizing chaos, sinking, and death,

Then what echoed throughout the battlefield at this moment was the civilization battle hymn representing order, progress, and glory!

Two completely different kinds of "sound" fiercely collided.

The gray-black mental ripples, under the scouring of the golden sound waves, retreated step by step, until they were completely torn apart and purified!

Outside the city, the Fish-man formation instantly fell into disarray.

"Waa ahhh—Chii?!"

"Gulu... gulululu..."

Their chorus, capable of causing mental collapse, came to an abrupt halt.

These creatures born from the deep sea and chaos, when had they ever 'heard' such a masculine, pure melody filled with order and power?

To them, this sound was more terrifying than the most venomous curse!

Some lower-level Fish-men had black mucus seeping from their huge eyeballs.

They dropped their weapons, tightly covered their heads with both hands, and rolled wildly on the ground.

The Fish-man warriors who formed the backbone also staggered as if drunk.

The balance of power instantly shifted!

...

The Command Center, after a dead silence, erupted in a tidal wave of cheers!

"Ah?!"

"My God... this is actually possible?!"

"Is this... cultural countermeasure? Conceptual strike?" Zhang Yunhai, the tactical team leader, felt his worldview undergo a massive shock.

He muttered to himself, "Using the 'Sound of Our Civilization' to counter their 'Abyssal Whisper'?"

Director Li Guoan slowly loosened his tightly clenched fist.

He looked at the figure on the screen, cloaked in starry robes, calm and composed.

"I told you long ago, never underestimate the experts in any of our fields," he said in a deep voice.

"Even those who deal with music."

...

On the city wall, Chen You listened to the passionate melody in his ears and looked at the wailing Fish-men below.

"Professionals are reliable."

He raised his hand and waved it forcefully toward the guards below, who had already reformed their ranks and whose morale had soared to the extreme.

"All troops..."

His cold voice overpowered the passionate music, clearly entering the ears of every soldier.

"—Charge!"

"Roar!"

The suppressed rage erupted completely at this moment!

The thousand Black Armored Guards transformed into a black iron torrent.

Carrying an invincible momentum, they launched a desperate charge towards the chaotic Fish-man position!