The Future Is Promising

As Liu Di opened the door, a sound of a rope snapping echoed above.A basin of ink was poured down on him.

Liu Di was naturally well-prepared, at 180 cm tall, with the added reach of his arms, he caught the basin immediately!

At the same time, he noticed the ground was twinkling with little stars, a carpet of glass marbles.

Liu Di slipped on the spot, executing a perfect backflip as he went. The 360-degree rotation was silent and seamless, extremely graceful. He landed with a poise that was almost supernatural, and the basin of ink in his hands remained level.Under his astonishingly steady control, not a single drop spilled.

Liu Di regulated his breath, observed the data in his field of view, and his lips gradually curled into a smile.

Strength Enhancement: 568%, with a single punch strength of approximately 280 kilograms.

Reaction Speed Enhancement: 354%, with a reaction time of 0.03 seconds.

Movement Precision Enhancement: 400%, with an error of 3.6 millimeters.

All these values exceed those of an average person by 3 to 4 times or more.

"I didn't expect such a dramatic transformation in such a short time...", The movement just now was intentional on Liu Di's part. He was curious to see how far his body had advanced.

Looking at the slightly undulating ink in the basin, Liu Di felt wonderfully at ease. The feeling of being in full command was just great.

Turn on the indoor lights.

Although this is a basement, the decoration is not bad at all. After all, it's part of the Yan Manor, valued at several billion yuan. It's only the faint musty smell that occasionally wafts through to remind Liu Di that this basement may not have been inhabited for many years!

Liu Di scanned the room. It had an elegant European-style bed, a European-style desk, a wardrobe, and an en-suite bathroom, everything one could need. It would be more than enough for a few days of temporary residence.

A vintage piano in the corner caught Liu Di's attention. Speaking of which, when Liu Di was young, his mother's only expectation for him was to become a piano player.

Curious, Liu Di opened the piano and gently pressed the keys. A crisp sound came through. But Liu Di knew for a fact that the piano was out of tune. The age of the instrument and the loose strings had caused it to be out of tune.

"Top piano tuner subconscious integration complete..."

"108 piano virtuosos' playing techniques subconscious integration complete..."

The mischievous voice of the Mystic Pupil also echoed: "Buy two, get one free! High, middle, and low voice singers, and popular pop singers' pronunciation techniques integration complete!"

Liu Di smiled knowingly, "Mystic Pupil, are you trying to help me realize my childhood dream? The night is long, and I have no intention of sleeping. Let's sing a little song to amuse myself!"

Ten minutes later.

Liu Di lightly brushed off the dust from his hands, and as he pressed the keys again, the ancient, nameless piano finally came to life. The strings played perfectly tuned notes, their tone beautiful and melodious.

Liu Di took a deep breath, slowly sitting down in front of the piano, his back straight, his expression calm as still water.

His ten fingers touched the keys, and the techniques of a hundred piano masters emerged instantly. The sound of the antique piano filled the air, soothing and light.

Then, Liu Di hummed in a dreamlike whisper. Under the divine pronunciation skills, even a moment of silence could evoke infinite imagination with the sound.

Then, Liu Di slowly began to sing.

A passage of words from his heart, meticulously compiled and set to rhythm, poured out of his mouth.

"In those days of great waves and tumult,

The wind howled as it swept by,

We were not afraid,

Letting the sea flood over us,

Letting the great wind sweep past us.

...

Having witnessed the dark night's wind and the depth of the rain,

Whipping the night's wings and causing ripples on the streets,

I pondered at a great height,

The path of the wind, the extension of the night, and the ending of the flower's bloom.

A force long forgotten suddenly surged back in an unexpected night.

The future,

Is promising..."

As the song reached its final notes, Liu Di's voice had become almost ethereal, like celestial music, and his vocal range had reached the peak of the top C5 note.

This sound was not a sudden outburst but a steady, flowing stream, gradually ascending until it reached a level of transcendence and mastery.

The wine glass on the nearby cabinet, due to resonance, had already developed fine cracks.

"Your human art realm is indeed unpredictable!" There was a hint of excitement in the Mystic Pupil's tone.

'Ding... video upload complete.'

"Haha, such a beautiful and moving song, it's such a waste for me to listen to it alone! I've made a video of it and posted it online!"

A video appeared in Liu Di's perspective.

The background had been processed, and in the pitch-black environment, a single beam of light shone down on a tall and straight-backed young man sitting at the piano. He was immersed in the moment, passionately singing a song from his heart.

Song Title: "The Future Is Promising."

Uploader: Di Yi

Liu Di smiled lightly, since he wasn't showing his face, then let everyone enjoy it!

On the Tiktok platform, an account named 'Di Yi' with zero followers was quietly registered.

It had posted just one video: a young man singing with his back to the camera.

Half a world away, an office worker was having dinner at a street stall when he accidentally scrolled past. The sound of the piano began to play. The office worker, who was eating ramen, was instantly drawn in. He tilted his head and perked up his ears.

Gradually, his expression froze, the ramen in his mouth suspended in mid-air, forgotten to be swallowed.

"I ponder at a great height;

The path of the wind, the extension of the night, and the ending of the flower's bloom..."

As the clear, high-pitched voice that seemed to come from a dreamlike world filled the air, he instinctively stood on end with goosebumps!

"This... It's too beautiful, is this really being sung by a person?!"

The office worker turned around, only to find that a group of people had gathered behind him, all with expressions of shock!

"The song is so good! What's the name, and who's singing it?"

The crowd reached out with a mix of hands and feet, snatching the office worker's phone away!

"It's from Tiktok, I want to follow him!"

Lying in bed, eyes closed and resting, Liu Di had long grown accustomed to the phone's constant buzzing.

The Mystic Pupil's stock market trading never ceased!

When Liu Di picked up his phone, his expression suddenly froze!

There were notifications piling up on his TikTok icon: 999+!

10,200 private messages!

2 million comments!

3.2 million likes!

4 million views!

In the comments:

"Oh my, is this a god?"

"The singing is so grand! The pitch varies greatly from low to high, stirring the soul, majestic and powerful, resonating for three feet, could anyone else sing to such a level?"

"My room is so quiet, so quiet, quiet enough to hear my own heartbeat. I have been deeply moved by his voice, and I don't want to return to reality. Who are you? I will spend the rest of my life to find you!"

"I was using top-of-the-line sound equipment, and there was resonance in my room; my fish tank cracked! A god-like high pitch!"

"This must be the heavenly music that is spoken of in legends!"

"Looking at the little brother's back, he must be as divine as the song god, not of this world!"

"Your lyrics, your lyrics! They remind me of the hardships I've experienced, but they also give me hope and strength; I can feel that!"

"You all don't understand! This song is not just good to listen to; both the lyrics and the music are original! The arranging skills and the writing are masterpieces!"

"Love it, who are you! Who are you! Who are you!"