In the miserable situation of only three audiences, the singing of the Holy Monster Band began.

The irritating metal music resounded throughout the bar, but the lead singer's voice was extremely cold, and she sang weird lyrics with a voice that was completely incompatible with the atmosphere of the song:

"He was born on a bright moonlit night, and there was a voice calling to him."

"Since life is so bleak, why not join our carnival."

"He turned from a human to a monster, but his smile became even brighter."

"If this world is destined to be like this, it's better to go into the darkness!"

Although some AIs can do lyrics, these lyrics are obviously not written by computers. Listening to the robot lead singer sing lyrics that sound negative in a low voice, Lin Chi shook his head: "How depressing is this lyricist..."

"Probably just to write this style," Frankenstein said.

"No, lyrics often pour into the lyricist's own feelings. For example, a guy once had a speaker stolen during a performance and was heartbroken and wrote a famous song of despair." Lin Chi smiled.

"Will the speaker be stolen be heartbroken?" Frankenstein's voice was filled with obvious doubts.

"So artists are all weirdos, and even if they smoke a cigarette, they may be heartbroken." Lin Chi whispered nonsense with Frankenstein while continuing to listen to the songs of the Holy Monster Band.

The heavy roar of the bass drum shocked the eardrums, and the robot lead singer continued to sing some despairing lyrics. Although the song sounded weird, Lin Chi's interest was actually not too high.

Robot bands of the level of Holy Monster Band can be said to be a big hit on the Internet. Many popular tuners use virtual singers to produce songs that are much more reliable than this one.

The band's songs exude an amateur atmosphere. Even if they are submitted to the music website, they are still the kind of existence that will be buried directly without a single response.

"Do you still want to continue listening? I plan to go home and go to bed." Lin Chi whispered.

"Let's go after listening." Frankenstein's tone was very firm.

"Okay... Then listen to this song." Lin Chi leaned on the sofa with the action of "Ge You Paralyzed" and waited for the Holy Monsters to complete the performance of their first song.

Lin Chi, who was too lazy to continue listening, was about to taste the brandy he had never drunk before. The lyrics of the chorus sang next made him suddenly stop with his right hand reaching to the wine glass:

"Awaken, confused people."

"Hurry up and listen to the call of the Creator."

"Thirteen gods stay in the distance."

"The monsters are howling excitedly..."

...

"Um?"

Hearing this lyrics, Lin Chi frowned slightly, slowly lowered his right hand, staring at the skeleton mask on the front singer's face:

——Is it a coincidence?

Although the lyrics of this song sound like they were written by humans, the content is somewhat subtle in a certain game. However, it is impossible to judge anything by lyrics alone, and there is a high possibility that coincidences will occur.

The number "Thirteen" symbolizes darkness and ominousness in Europe and the United States, which is very consistent with the style of this song. The lyricist may only choose this number for this reason.

"You like it very much." Frankenstein's voice came from his headphones.

"No, I just think it's a little strange." Lin Chi stared at the lead singer who was swaying on the stage with a slightly stiff movement: "The songs of these robots are quite interesting, we can listen to them for a while."

"ah!"

The lead singer shouted loudly at the top of his lungs, which sounded very much like a heavy metal band. Next, the guitar SOLO, which was led by a robot musician, was also impeccable, which made Lin Chi, who was leaning on the sofa, begin to feel a little "hot".

He asked Frankenstein to search the name of the band online, but he couldn't find any information. It seems that this Holy Monster Band is indeed the same as Lin Chi thought before, and is a robot band that has just been formed and has no popularity at all... that's all.

But is this really the case?

"The cold executors slaughter monsters, but those monsters won't surrender."

"Even if we die in their hands, our hearts are still burning."

"Resist, fight against the wind of destruction that swept over."

"Under the Queen's leadership, the monsters launched the final charge!"

...

If I had suspected that the lyrics were a coincidence just now, Lin Chi could basically confirm that the lyricist of this song must know something.

No matter what, the lyrics are too consistent with what happened in "War Paradise". It is really not realistic to be able to be able to be so coincidental.

"What is this band?" Looking at the robot performing on the stage, Lin Chi felt a strong sense of suspicion.

Just as he was staring at several robots on the stage with all his concentration, a figure suddenly appeared in the seat next to him. The woman who had been sitting in another corner came over and sat opposite Lin Chi, holding the glass of brightly colored cocktail in her hand.

"Can I sit here?" the woman asked.

"You have already sat down." Lin Chi looked at the other person's appearance while talking.

The other party was wearing a dark blue professional outfit, with long hair tied in a bunch behind her head. The reflection of the bar light made her smile look particularly weird. The dark eyes behind the glasses and lenses looked at Lin Chi without blinking.

Just looking at the appearance, this guy looks a bit like a single white-collar worker who comes to the bar to spend time after get off work, but Lin Chi knows very well that if this is the case, this guy probably won't come to chat with him.

Amid the noisy music, Lin Chi asked loudly: "Do you have something to do?"

"I'm just lonely." The woman chuckled and picked up the wine glass and shook it: "Did you come alone too?"

"My wife is watching the live broadcast, and she likes this kind of music very much." Lin Chi said, pointing to the phone leaning against his wine glass.

"Tsk, it's really boring." The woman snorted, her face seemed to have worsened.

"I'm not your wife." Frankenstein's reproaching voice rang out of his headphones.

Lin Chi ignored Frankenstein who was observing the outside world through his mobile phone, but just kept his eyes on the woman's face, waiting for the other party's next answer.

——This guy’s body movements look very natural, his skin looks like a human, and there is a clear difference from the realistic robots on the stage. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a real human.

So, would she know about the band? Or was this woman the one who wrote the lyrics?

While Lin Chi was thinking, the young woman with a white-collar worker had already spoken again, with a little playful voice: "Why are you going to see this performance?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the same as you." Lin Chi replied.
Chapter completed!