Simulation of Destruction: Why Is It Always Me Becoming an Arbiter

Before she was nine years old, she hadn't run away from home yet. She was still enduring the scolding and beatings from her father, who had been infected with Destruction Sickness.

Every time she was beaten or scolded, she would desperately wish for someone to cure her father's Destruction Sickness, to turn him back into the kind and loving father he used to be.

If Ye Chang'an had appeared back then and cured her father's Destruction Sickness.

She thought she would have felt at ease.

"It's just a shame time can't turn back, and the past can't be redone..."

With a murmur, she got out of bed and pulled off the bedsheet, throwing it into the trash can.

PS: That's it for Mobius's prologue. I've rewritten it four or five times since yesterday, and I'm completely numb.

Chapter of Creation: Journey to a New World: 25. Let Chang'an Melody Spread to Every Corner of the World

After going home and sleeping soundly with Eden, Ye Chang'an, without delay, rushed to the concert venue with Eden the next day.

After finishing the routine performance, he took some time to research the possibility of recording Chang'an Melody onto records.

He would casually grab a staff member, induce Erosion Markings, then perform Chang'an Melody for recording to ensure perfect execution that could cure Destruction Sickness, and then play the record to observe the dissipation of the Erosion Markings.

"Hmm, very good, very good, hahahaha~"

He was very satisfied with the observation results, couldn't help but laugh happily, and even picked up the staff member and spun them around.

"Mr. Chang'an, stop, stop, stop."

The staff member cried out helplessly, unable to bear Ye Chang'an's way of expressing his excitement.

He was a man.

"Oh, oh, oh, sorry, sorry, I'm just too happy, hahaha."

Ye Chang'an quickly let go and chuckled sheepishly. After calming down, he went to arrange the mass production of records with Maris.

He wanted to distribute records of Chang'an Melody all over the world.

"Mr. Chang'an, records aren't popular anymore." Maris advised helplessly, stating that the task was too difficult to complete.

After all, records had long been obsolete.

Their high manufacturing cost led to them being replaced by cheap CDs, and their complex playback process led to them being replaced by online audio.

Few people in the 21st century listened to records anymore; some didn't even know what a record was.

Only a select few with an extreme pursuit of music would choose records.

Ye Chang'an wanted to release records worldwide? Don't be ridiculous.

It wasn't a matter of money; people might not even accept them if they were given away for free.

They were too inconvenient.

"Is that so? It seems I need to do something more." Ye Chang'an mused, then turned to discuss with Eden.

Afterward, the couple went to film.

Oh, wrong wording, they went to film a commercial.

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"Sigh, these things are multiplying again. What will happen if this continues?" A stranger sat by the roadside, sighing. His rolled-up sleeve revealed his arm covered in Erosion Markings.

"Hey, uncle, want to listen to some music? It can make your arm normal again," Ye Chang'an asked as he passed by, carrying a record player.

The uncle asked doubtfully, "Really?"

"You'll know once you listen." Ye Chang'an smiled, set up the record player, and began to play Chang'an Melody.

As the melody ended, the Erosion Markings on the uncle's arm gradually faded and disappeared.

"It's gone, it's really gone. This is amazing." The uncle was surprised and excitedly asked, "Brother, what kind of music is this?"

"Chang'an Melody, uncle, haven't you heard of it?"

"Chang'an Melody? I've heard of it, but yours sounds different, and it didn't disappear when I listened to it before."

"You have to listen to it with my record. This record in my hand makes it feel like you're there in person..."

Ye Chang'an began to praise the benefits of the record, leaving the uncle stunned. In the end, he managed to trick the uncle into a store and sell him a record for two hundred yuan.

The store clerk was Eden.

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It was a very ordinary advertisement, but the response after it aired was extremely enthusiastic.

This was because Ye Chang'an brought Destruction Sickness onto the screen and demonstrated the healing effect of Chang'an Melody on Destruction Sickness.

There were still many people suffering from Destruction Sickness around the world. When they saw this advertisement, it was like seeing hope.

Despite harboring doubts, he still wanted to try.

After all, many people who had suffered from the sickness and were cured were now endorsing this advertisement.

This wasn't fake feedback; it was the genuine response of the public.

Therefore, the massive sales of the record were a certainty, as was the conclusion that it could effectively cure Destruction Sickness.

"This is too unbelievable," Maris couldn't believe her eyes. She genuinely couldn't understand why such an ugly advertisement could drive such huge sales.

Of course, she wouldn't understand. Having always been busy around Sleepless Chang'an, she couldn't possibly be troubled by Destruction Sickness, nor could she grasp how many people in the world desperately sought a cure for it.

Ye Chang'an knew, and that's why he was so confident.

"Hehe, hubby, we succeeded," Eden giggled, snuggling in Ye Chang'an's arms as she looked at the online comments. She was very satisfied with the results of this endeavor.

They could finally rest properly, no longer needing to be as busy as dogs.

The record would, in their stead, spread the Chang'an Melody to everyone who needed it, giving them time to pursue their own interests.

Although Eden loved the previous concerts, she knew Ye Chang'an didn't actually enjoy them.

As his childhood sweetheart and his lover, she felt she could sense it.

So, she made a suggestion.

"Hubby, for the next concert, you'll be the lead singer, and I'll accompany you."

Previously, Sleepless Chang'an had always operated in its initial mode: Eden as the lead singer, Ye Chang'an as the accompanist.

Now, Eden wanted to change things. Unrestrained by an agency, they could change it however they pleased.

But Ye Chang'an seemed a bit confused.

"What, are you tired of singing? If you're tired, we can take a break. We don't need to be busy anymore anyway."

"No, I'm not tired. I just want to see you sing on stage."

Eden shook her head and pecked Ye Chang'an on the cheek.

"We practiced singing together, but you've never sung on stage before. I want you to sing, sing the music you like."

"I don't have any music I like. What you like is what I like."

"No, you do."

Eden countered, wrapping her arms around Ye Chang'an's neck and whispering, "You like music that makes you happy when you listen to it and happy when you sing it, and it's not classical music."

Ye Chang'an fell silent. Eden continued, "Hubby, go sing. I've sung to my heart's content. Now it's your turn to find fulfillment."

How could someone who loved music not have their own preferred style?

Eden loved music, but she had a particular fondness for classical music.

Ye Chang'an, on the other hand, loved music but didn't know what style he preferred.

Because he had never thought about it.

After he and Eden confirmed their relationship, he started accompanying her while she practiced singing. His sole focus was to help Eden return to her path as a superstar.

The singer's stage belonged to Eden; he didn't need to think about it.

After discovering the deviation in fate, he became busy spreading the Chang'an Melody, leaving more vital strength for this world that would eventually fight against Destruction.

The Chang'an Melody hadn't been fully spread yet, so he had no time to think.

But now, he had time, and he had a stage.

So, what style of music did he like?

Ye Chang'an recalled the memories of practicing songs, and a smile slowly curved his lips.

"Wife, are you sure you want me to sing?"

"I'm sure, my husband. Go sing, sing the music you like, and let the world reacquaint itself with why Sleepless Chang'an is called Sleepless Chang'an."

Eden wholeheartedly encouraged him, filled with anticipation for the future sight of Ye Chang'an stepping onto the stage as a singer.

PS: An extra chapter has been added. The reason is... well, I posted two chapters with content that shouldn't have appeared yet and then deleted and rewrote them, causing confusion for readers. This extra chapter is a small apology.

Chapter of Creation: Journey to a New World: 26. My Name is Chang'an, Singer · Chang'an

[Age 21, you recruited Mobius and Blanca to assist you with research.]

[Age 22, you stepped onto the stage for the first time as a singer.]

On September 9th, Year ****, Ye Chang'an's 22nd birthday, also the day Sleepless Chang'an held its concert again after three months.

He cast a long-overdue glance at 001's simulation log. As concise as ever, it made him question the necessity of its existence.

Without bothering to think further, he felt there was no longer any need to check this thing.

He had decided to accompany Eden to the end of her life in this world. Not looking at the simulation log made him feel more like he was truly living.

Like now, he was standing in the very center of the stage.

Below the stage sat a full house of Sleepless Chang'an fans, who had bought tickets to get in and were seated comfortably.

After all, they had paid for their seats, so they weren't going to sit in discomfort like they might have at a free public concert before.

However, when the news broke and preparations for ticket sales began, it still caused a huge stir online.

This was because it was Sleepless Chang'an's first concert held for commercial purposes, a complete departure from their usual style. Furthermore, it was their first concert after a three-month hiatus following the album incident.

Public opinion held that Sleepless Chang'an had changed, becoming tainted by the smell of money.

Perhaps they had tasted success with their album sales and had started to crave wealth, leading to today's commercial concert.

While some were excited, many more were critical.

The internet was like that, always full of controversy.

However, regardless of how fierce the controversy raged, the concert arrived as scheduled, and the tickets sold out instantly.

Loyal fans loved Sleepless Chang'an for Eden's talent and beauty, for Chang'an's looks, and for the art they represented.

They believed that art could not be sullied by the pursuit of money.

But seeing Ye Chang'an on stage, they couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt.

"Hey, Chang'an's style seems to have changed. The way he's dressed doesn't look like an instrumentalist's attire."

"Yeah, could it be that he's really fallen from grace?"

They whispered amongst themselves, as Ye Chang'an had abandoned his usual modest and gentlemanly attire as an instrumentalist, opting instead for clothing that fit current trends.

After all, he was a singer today.

He heard the murmurs, but his smile remained undimmed, still bright and sunny.

"Dear audience friends, welcome to Sleepless Chang'an's... well, we've lost count of how many concerts this is."