Chapter 1208: Extra Chapter: Singer and Jiang Mo

Editor: Henyee Translations

Singer, the second elder of Utopia, was originally named Geno Gagula.

Once a genius rock singer, he was framed by the reigning rock king for plagiarism, accused of stealing a song and branded a plagiarist who was despised by all. Cast out and left with nothing, his family was shattered.

Though he feared ghosts, they never harmed him; it was humans who left him scarred.

From that point on, there were no more rock singers–only Singer, ranked second on the Hypnotist Rankings.

At his enemy’s grand concert, he hypnotized him into a deadly act, compelling him to commit suicide by gunfire. He then posted the hypnotic ban song online using his enemy’s account, causing fans to fall into a trance and take their own lives.

After that, his singing ceased to be about pleasing the public; it became a tool for taking lives.

He no longer cared about right or wrong. From that moment on, no one would dare to hurt him with their words.

Singer thought the nameless rock singer Geno Gagula would fade into obscurity.

But then he heard Jiang Mo, a rising rock star from China, publicly declare multiple times that Geno Gagula was his idol, a superstar in his heart and his soul’s teacher.

Jiang Mo, the young singer from China, planned to visit Geno’s hometown to pay his respects at the grave and clarify his idol’s past with his fans during concerts.

After that, he attended every concert of Jiang Mo’s in disguise, sitting in a corner to listen and feel the reverence of this sole believer.

Yet, deep down, he knew he was unworthy. He was no longer Geno Gagula, the pure musician he once was. Now, he was a life-threatening hypnotist, stained with blood and sin.

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In a dim corner of the prison, Singer gazed down, lost in memories that felt like a dream.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps and the sound of an administrator warning someone about a visit.

When he caught sight of the familiar name “Jiang Mo,” he looked up in disbelief. The rock singer who once commanded the stage and captivated crowds now stood right in front of him.

The iron bars felt even more distant than the roaring audience from his past concerts.

Jiang Mo regarded Singer with a complex expression. “You are Geno Gagula?”

“I’m not,” Singer quickly denied, tilting his head.

Jiang Mo remained silent for a long moment before asking, “Why did you participate in the light cone experiment?”

Ryan sought to protect his homeland and old friends. Smile wanted to safeguard the family he lost in the war. The chemists aimed to honor their deceased wives. The physicist was consumed by madness in pursuit of his so-called truth. Ning Shen wished to stop the bloodshed wrought by his second personality in the past.

What about Singer?

He had avenged himself a thousand times over.

Singer nonchalantly fabricated a response in broken Chinese. “Conquer the world.”

Jiang Mo stared at him, puzzled. “Do you want to use music?”

Singer replied, “No. I don’t know how to sing.”

“I know you’re a fan of mine. I almost never miss a concert,” Jiang Mo said in a language he was comfortable with.

Singer continued to deny it in Chinese, but Jiang Mo interrupted him. “We can communicate in your native language. Jie Nuo, you’ve always been a rock star in my heart.”

Singer was taken aback by Jiang Mo’s serious gaze.

“You regret it, don’t you? If the light cone experiment succeeds as you hoped, you want to go back in time and stop yourself from committing those impulsive, evil deeds, right?” Jiang Mo’s gaze pierced through Singer’s soul.

Singer remained silent.

Did he regret killing his enemies and seeking revenge?

Yes, he regretted it.

He didn’t wish to return to the past to achieve success or become a superstar in the music industry. He simply wanted to wash away the sins of his past and become Jiang Mo’s pure and flawless idol.

If they could start all over again, they would be perfect and good people. But any new beginning would still be stained with the blood of Gu Yang, the innocent sacrificial lamb.

On this day, Jiang Mo spoke at length in the cell about his rock and roll journey to fame and his admiration for Singer. Throughout it all, Singer remained silent.

However, before Jiang Mo left, Singer, who had been tight-lipped until then, revealed all the utopian secrets he knew.

It wasn’t for a reduced sentence, but to hear the young man’s passionate rock song.

(The End)