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Chapter 376: Press Conference! The Evolution of Origami Figures!
Chapter 376: Press Conference! The Evolution of Origami Figures!
【The influence of Su Ping! In just two days, the prices of Necromancy-type contracted beasts, origami figures, have significantly increased across the entire Dragon Kingdom, with an average increase of 25% to 40% per beast!】
【The potential evolution direction of the genius beastmaster and breeder, Su Ping, with his origami figure.】
【Will the shame of the Necromancy-type beasts become history today?】
【...】
Su Ping sat in the dressing room, feeling rather uncomfortable as the effeminate makeup artist applied various products to his face while a young lady fussed with his clothes.
He would have preferred to spend this hour riding his Proud Dragon instead.
However, this press conference was not just for the entire Dragon Kingdom; it was likely that many across the Blue Star would be paying attention.
Personal image was something he needed to be mindful of.
On his phone, several trending posts caught his eye.
Yesterday, the nationwide Provincial Exam had concluded, and the top ten candidates from each province had been announced. All the hot topics were now centered around Su Ping and his origami figure.
Even the discussions about the top ten candidates from various academies across the provinces had been overshadowed.
Su Ping was indeed the center of attention.
After browsing through the forum posts on his phone, he found that most of them were speculative in nature, with little variation and not much interest.
Su Ping yawned, then put his phone back in his pocket.
"Breeder Su, we're almost done. Can you hold on a little longer?" The makeup artist, who had just finished applying the yawn-inducing products, hurriedly spoke up, making Su Ping's drowsiness instantly disappear.
Su Ping nodded and glanced behind him.
The three people were still there.
Qin Erlong, Ray Saint, and Dragon Two.
Dragon Two had been standing behind Su Ping the entire time, not budging an inch.
Meanwhile, Ray Saint and Qin Erlong were chatting casually.
Su Ping shook off his drowsiness and looked at Old Qin:
"Old Qin, what's the schedule for today?"
The scheduled time was noon, but the preparation for this press conference was far from simple.
Old Qin checked his watch and then said:
"It's already 11 o'clock. We'll be entering soon. Just greet the breeders who are here to ask questions. There's no need to be too strict with the timing."
Su Ping nodded, and his heart couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. He took a deep breath.
Ten minutes later, after his outfit and styling were complete, Su Ping exited the dressing room and arrived at the backstage area on the second floor of the Beastmaster Association.
The hall in front was the venue for the press conference, and at this moment, in the backstage area where he was about to make his entrance, several figures were whispering and glancing towards the door.
As the door opened and Su Ping's figure appeared, he almost immediately captured everyone's attention.
Several figures hurriedly stood up and greeted the young man who looked overly youthful, almost like their grandchildren.
"Breeder Su!"
"President Su!"
"..."
There were all sorts of titles being called out.
Some even flattered him by calling him Master Su.
Su Ping didn't mind these titles and smiled as he acknowledged everyone present with a nod.
At this breeder's press conference, besides journalists, the main attendees were fellow breeders.
Only they would be able to ask professional questions about pet breeding.
Su Ping glanced around and, indeed, he recognized quite a few familiar faces in the crowd.
Among them, at least half were from the Jianghai Province Breeders Association.
However, there weren't many Necromancy-type breeders in the Jianghai Association, and among those present from the Jianghai Association, apart from a mid-level breeder specializing in Spectral Beast breeding, there was only one familiar figure.
Mu Hang? Su Ping looked at the figure sitting in the corner with some surprise.
Even as a member of the Jianghai Breeders Association, no one was paying him any attention.
Mu Hang sat alone in the corner, looking somewhat lonely.
Su Ping understood why.
The last time, when Mu Yu had arrived, this Mu Hang's father, had dared to use mechanical weapons to attack. This incident wasn't widely known outside the Breeders Association, but within the association, it had caused quite a stir.
Mu Hang had even been questioned multiple times, and special means were employed to prove that he had nothing to do with the incident. Mu Yu had never mentioned it to him again, and the matter was finally dropped.
Although Su Ping had later explained to Mu Hang and expressed his stance, stating that this incident had nothing to do with Mu Hang, a Wolf Beastmaster, as Su Ping's status rose, Mu Hang gradually became isolated.
Apart from Sun Chao Ju and a few Wolf Beast breeders with whom he had a decent relationship, no one was willing to associate with him.
There was no benefit to knowing such a person; instead, it was easier to avoid potential trouble.
However, Su Ping hadn't expected Mu Hang to show up this time.
Su Ping smiled and then walked straight over to him.
He had a good impression of the man before him.
Previously, within the small group of Wolf Beast breeders, they had gotten along quite well.
Although the incident had caused some distance between them, Su Ping didn't mind at this moment.
"Brother Mu, it's been a while!"
Mu Hang seemed surprised that Su Ping had approached him, under the watchful eyes of everyone present, including the frequently-seen-on-TV President Qin and the two equally special individuals by his side.
Mu Hang appeared slightly nervous, but he quickly recovered, "Haha, you're a big shot now, of course we haven't seen each other in a while."
Su Ping smiled slightly, "What big shot? I think you're here to pick a fight with me. Don't ask any difficult questions later."
Mu Hang was touched.
He could sense the change in the gazes of many people around him.
He also understood that Su Ping had come to support him.
Mu Hang pursed his lips, unable to speak for a moment, and instinctively grabbed Su Ping's hand, "Su Ping..."
Looking at Mu Hang's expression, Su Ping smiled, understanding his thoughts, but it wasn't a big deal to him.
However, soon, Su Ping's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at Mu Hang, "Old Mu, your hand is so cold. Is the air conditioning backstage too chilly?"
Mu Hang finally reacted, noticing Su Ping's fingers turning slightly pale from his grip, and he released his hand awkwardly, "It's... nothing."
He was momentarily speechless and felt something strange about his body, but he couldn't pinpoint the source of this strangeness.
At this moment, Qin Erlong and Ray Saint approached from behind. Qin Erlong spoke up, "Su Ping, introduce yourself to the breeders who just arrived. Some of them even flew here from Jinhai, and they hold significant positions in Dragon Kingdom. It's only polite to greet them."
"Alright, I'll go first. See you later, Old Mu." Su Ping waved at Mu Hang and then joined Qin Erlong to greet the breeders at the front.
Mu Hang sat back down.
This brief incident caused many people to look at Mu Hang with changed expressions.
It was evident that Su Ping held no resentment towards Mu Hang and was even quite friendly.
However, at this moment, Mu Hang didn't have the mind to appreciate the changes brought about by these few minutes. He felt an extremely strange sensation.
It was as if a block of ice had been placed in his brain and heart.
This chill froze his entire body.
His blood, soul, and thoughts were all frozen in this instant.
His body felt incredibly cold.
What was happening? Mu Hang didn't understand what was going on, but he sensed a voice in his ear and deep within his heart, a voice that was both unfamiliar and familiar, as if it had appeared in his dreams before.
This voice, like the muttering of a cold lich, buried his wisdom and self-awareness as if they were entombed in an icy grave. He felt that his body was no longer under his control.
This indescribable feeling of oppression made him want to speak out involuntarily.
But when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.
With all his might, he managed to touch his chest.
There was a strange skull pendant.
It was given to him by his father the last time he returned.
This pendant had no special function, and even the association's inspection didn't reveal anything, so he kept it as a memento of his father.
But at this moment, Mu Hang seemed to understand something.
His palm and arm were stiff, and the voice in his ear was so clear that it was almost tangible.
He could feel that as this chill froze his blood, something within was trying to emerge.
It was something deeply hidden in his blood and soul.
At this moment, Mu Hang seemed to finally understand.
His eyes held unimaginable darkness and confusion. He couldn't comprehend why his father considered their bloodline so insignificant. Was their kinship so trivial that his heir could be sacrificed without a second thought?
However, his body remained in its previous posture, sitting upright, except for his forcibly moving arm.
That arm.
The right hand that had just held Su Ping's palm.
Mu Hang understood, and at this moment, he realized why he had come here. Had this voice been giving him subconscious suggestions over the past few days? But even if he understood, it was too late.
His entire body was gradually becoming unresponsive to his commands.
At this moment, Mu Hang realized that his own well-being was no longer important.
Because the target of this entity wasn't him.
He extended the hand that had held Su Ping's palm, wanting to draw Su Ping's attention and tell him to stop the press conference.
His eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, and the effort to move his outstretched hand by a millimeter seemed to scatter his mental will.
But at this moment, Mu Hang was resolute.
He had to alert Su Ping, even if it cost him his life.
And this was the only thing he could do at this moment.
His trembling hand slowly reached out, drawing the attention of many around him.
They looked at the breeder from Jianghai Province with curiosity, but no one spoke.
Mu Hang ignored them, his gaze focused solely on Su Ping.
At that moment, Su Ping was at the front, conversing with an elderly man with white hair and beard.
Mu Hang knew that the man was a senior necromancy breeder from Xihai Province, a step away from becoming a master breeder, and also the president of the Xihai Province Breeders Association.
As a veteran of the Dragon Nation, Su Ping's presence at the reception was only natural.
His outstretched arm, unusually long, had already caught the attention of many, causing a stir in the corner.
At that moment, Mu Hang's heart sank as the short-haired woman behind Su Ping frowned at him and whispered in his ear.
As expected, Su Ping turned around, looking at Mu Hang, and half of his body slowly rose.
This young man, who carried his hopes, had worry and confusion in his eyes. He seemed about to get up and come to his side.
However, just then, a metaphorical bucket of cold water was poured over Mu Hang's head.
His body lost all control...
Su Ping gave Mu Lao a strange look as the latter maintained the 'Flat Sand Goose' position with his long arm extended. Mu Lao had already stood up and was about to approach, apologizing to Lin, the president from Xihai, who was sitting beside him.
But the next second, before Su Ping could react, Mu Hang sat back down, retracting his long arm and placing it back on his thigh.
Mu Hang, facing Su Ping's suspicious gaze, let out a hearty laugh.
It was as if everything that had happened was just a prank.
And Su Ping's standing up was the culmination of this prank.
Su Ping stopped in his tracks, looking at this guy with a hint of exasperation.
He could only sigh and give Su Ping a helpless glance before returning to his seat. However, just then, Qin Erlong stood up and addressed everyone:
"It's about time. The journalists and media are already here, so we can start entering."
Su Ping breathed a deep sigh of relief and took the lead, with Long Er close behind. Meanwhile, the qualified bodyguard who had been observing the hall spoke softly into Su Ping's ear:
"Su Breeder, that person from earlier felt a bit strange. Remember to keep your distance."
Su Ping gave her a curious look. "Mu Hang?" he asked, instinctively wanting to turn and look.
Long Er nodded and quickly added, "Yes, don't turn around."
Su Ping finally understood. "What do you mean? If he wanted to harm me, he would have done it already!"
Long Er was also puzzled. "That's true. I didn't sense any threatening psychic waves from him, and Ray Saint is here, so logically, there shouldn't be any issues. But my premonition tells me something is off about him. Su Breeder, please be cautious."
"If there's any danger, I'll prioritize your safety above all else!"
Indeed, even Ray Saint hadn't sensed anything, and Long Er wondered if he was overthinking.
But she was different from Ray Saint; her experience and expertise were more extensive, and she was the first to notice Mu Hang's peculiar state.
She had encountered all sorts of people during her various missions.
Naturally, her instincts were sharper in this regard.
Mu Hang gave her a strange feeling, one she couldn't quite explain! Yet, her psychic observation revealed nothing unusual.
Su Ping's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he couldn't stop walking. With so many people, even the entire Dragon Nation, watching, he couldn't halt proceedings due to vague suspicions and feelings.
As he stood before the main entrance, Su Ping opened the front hall door, revealing the stage and its curtain.
Ray Saint, Qin Erlong, and numerous breeders took the other staircase to the seats below the stage.
Su Ping's appearance was met with a barrage of cameras and flashes.
A faint smile graced Su Ping's lips, his demeanor both gentle and dignified.
He slowly approached the microphone on the podium, gazing down at the audience. His smile remained as he began to speak:
"Hello, I'm Su Ping.
Welcome to my personal press conference. Among you are familiar breeders and esteemed industry veterans.
I understand why you're here, and it's not because of my personal charm. So, I won't keep you in suspense.
If you have any questions, media friends and breeder seniors, feel free to ask.
The purpose of this press conference is twofold. First, to announce the evolution of the weakest necromancy beast, the so-called 'Shame of Necromancy', the Origami Man!
I will freely share all the evolution information I have about the Origami Man.
Note that this is not about my contracted beast, a mutated Origami Man, but a regular Origami Man! All beastmasters watching this live stream can use this method to evolve their own Origami Man pets!"
As soon as Su Ping finished speaking, the room erupted in a frenzy after a brief five-second silence.
But the excitement wasn't limited to the conference room and venue; every viewer watching the live stream felt the same.
Among the audience, only Mu Hang, sitting in the corner, remained calm, his gaze deep as he watched the spirited and radiant figure on stage.
A fiery smile lit up his eyes.
(End of Chapter)
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