# 1361
Chapter 1362: Soul Domination Melody
Lin Qiye walked through the hospital corridor wearing a white coat, finally stopping in the empty courtyard.
A gentle breeze brushed across the verdant green grass, carrying traces of earthy fragrance. Lin Qiye's gaze swept across the surroundings—no other figures except for a large tree in the center. He sighed helplessly...
This courtyard had grown desolate.
He still clearly remembered that Nyx used to set up a rocking chair here, knitting a sweater while basking in the sun; Merlin would stroll slowly here with a thermos filled with goji berries in one hand and a health book in the other; Bragi would embrace his lyre and sing loudly here; Sun Wukong would fight here every day...
Wait?
Fight?
Who was he fighting with?
Lin Qiye scratched his head, staring at this lush green space, feeling somewhat dazed for a moment.
He seemed to have... forgotten something?
Lin Qiye stood like a statue for a long while, racking his brain, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember who the other person was fighting Sun Wukong. His memory felt as if someone had forcibly erased it, leaving only that blank space behind.
"Something's off. Could it be a side effect of the [Star Coins]?" Lin Qiye said suspiciously.
Whatever... Let's draw the ability first. I'll go ask Li Yifei about it later.
Lin Qiye stood in the courtyard, and a massive wheel materialized before him, roughly twice the size of those used when other patients were discharged.
On this wheel were mixed abilities from the God of Music and Poetry and the Goddess of Youth. Looking at it, there were密密麻麻 numerous options. Before even starting to spin, Lin Qiye was already feeling dizzy.
He wondered which deity's ability this final draw would grant him?
"Begin." Lin Qiye said softly.
As the words fell, the massive ability wheel began to spin. The needle drifted over ability after ability, gradually slowing down, finally stopping at some narrow section.
"Soul Domination Melody?" Lin Qiye read the text aloud in surprise.
He raised his palm, and the ability transformed into white light, pouring into his body. Several lines of smaller text appeared:
"
Soul Domination Melody:
Through rhythmic singing, briefly dominate all souls within the range of sound propagation. Listeners whose soul strength exceeds the singer's are immune. Domination duration is related to the target's own soul strength and emotional state.
"
The ability's explanation wasn't complicated. Simply put, it controlled souls through song.
The weaker the soul hearing the song and the more emotionally unstable they were, the longer the domination would last. Those with soul strength greater than Lin Qiye's could directly resist.
"This ability... why does it feel so familiar?" Lin Qiye thought for a moment, his eyes brightening!
"[Tyrant's Rage]?"
The effect of [Tyrant's Rage] was to use one's own sovereign pressure to drastically reduce the willpower, combat effectiveness, and sanity of non-allied targets whose realm was below one's own, while simultaneously increasing fear. However, this ability was similar to a form of intimidation—most of the time it could only be used to scare ordinary people, and it was practically useless in actual combat, making it quite lackluster compared to other abilities.
And the newly drawn [Soul Domination Melody] had its continuous effect related to the target's emotional state.
If he first used [Tyrant's Rage] to induce fear, then followed up with [Soul Domination Melody] to dominate the soul... wouldn't the effect multiply?
Even when facing opponents with soul strength comparable to his own, he might be able to achieve unexpected results!
Although this draw didn't grant an especially broken ability, Lin Qiye was quite satisfied. He decided to find some unlucky person in this hospital to test the new ability's effects.
"A Zhu, A Zhu! Come here, come."
Just then, Lin Qiye saw A Zhu carrying a large basin of clothes in the distant corridor, hurrying toward the laundry room. He directly waved at him.
A Zhu walked over while carrying the basin, confused. "Dean, is something wrong?"
"Put the basin down."
"...Oh." A Zhu obediently set down the basin.
"Come closer with your face."
"What?" A Zhu was startled and quickly asked, "Dean, I... this... isn't this inappropriate?"
Lin Qiye gave him a helpless look, directly grabbed his shoulders, and pulled his ear close to himself, preparing to begin施展 [Soul Domination Melody].
The ability's effects were unknown for now, and he didn't know if there would be other side effects after the target was released. So he could only conduct small-scale experiments, trying not to let others hear.
But as Lin Qiye was about to speak, he froze in place...
The activation condition for [Soul Domination Melody] was "rhythmic singing," but it didn't specify what kind of song... He definitely didn't know Western poetry, and he wasn't sure if modern pop songs would work.
The problem was, Lin Qiye had never been particularly interested in music since childhood. He rarely listened to music, and his singing was completely tone-deaf. During elementary school choir performances, the music teacher always had to mute his microphone and have him fake-sing...
"D, Dean..." A Zhu felt Lin Qiye's heavy breathing against his ear, his face turning purple. He tentatively asked while trembling,
"I'm... I'm still a child..."
"Don't talk nonsense."
Lin Qiye took a deep breath, pushed aside distracting thoughts, gritted his teeth, and quietly, at A Zhu's ear, sang a line of lyrics he'd been hearing frequently on the streets lately:
"Love you, walking alone through the dark alley?"
A Zhu froze.
"Dean, what did you say?"
He turned his head, only to see Lin Qiye's expression was serious to the extreme. Then he sang another line:
"Love you, the way you refuse to kneel?"
A Zhu: ???
"Dean, I... I'm really still a child!" Hearing "Love you" twice in a row, A Zhu was nearly scared to tears. "Couldn't you... couldn't you wait another two years?"
Lin Qiye looked at A Zhu, who was on the verge of collapse, with suspicion. There was no sign of his soul being dominated at all. He couldn't help but furrow his brow.
How could this be...
Could it be that I sang off-key?
Lin Qiye scratched his head, racking his brains trying to think of lyrics he could sing completely without going off-key. After a long while, he tried once more:
"The big windmill goes squeak squeak squeaking round and round?"
As Lin Qiye's voice sounded, A Zhu, who had been on the verge of tears, suddenly froze in place.
His eyes gradually grew vacant, as if some kind of magic had quietly stolen his soul. Like a puppet standing still, at Lin Qiye's will, he gently raised both hands, as if surrendering.
It worked!
Lin Qiye's eyes lit up.
In his perception, A Zhu's soul suddenly became clearly visible. Countless invisible threads wrapped around Lin Qiye's mind—as long as he gave an order, A Zhu would immediately respond.
Under Lin Qiye's control, A Zhu's limbs began to sway most awkwardly, as if dancing, or as if a drowning person frantically splashing to save themselves.
Lin Qiye's smile grew wider and wider. While familiarizing himself with how to dominate A Zhu's soul, his eerie singing resounded through the courtyard:
"The scenery here is really beautiful~ Sky's beautiful~ Ground's beautiful~ And there are happy little companions all together..."