IBO -Chapter 122 Rumors

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After that, they soon arrived at their destination. What came into view was a massive waterfall. Torrents of water poured down from above into the river below, which then wound its way toward a distant horizon, like a vein born from the earth itself.

The gentle evening breeze brushed across the water’s surface, stirring up ripples.

The water reflected the fiery sunset, and the clear stream was dyed in its colors.

Many alien tourists had gathered here. Quite a few people were singing loudly toward the flowing water, and the entire waterfall echoed with songs of all kinds.

The children were all stunned by the sight. So magical!

Although they had heard Sister Su’er talk about the wonders of Light-Song Waterfall before, seeing it with their own eyes was still a little shocking.

Song Yiran and the group found a secluded corner and began experiencing the magic of the waterfall.

The first to try was Xiao Zhong’er. He leaned close to the water and loudly sang a line in a tune he’d invented himself:

“Who’s the best, you ask~ I’m the very best~ I’m the number one in the whole universe~”

His melody rose and fell unpredictably, with every pitch change happening in the most unexpected places.

But he felt great about it, convinced that he sang amazingly!

Next came the children. Song Yiran didn’t dare let them get too close to the water, so she instructed them to stand only at the shore and sing toward the flow.

Song Buli gathered his courage and sang,
“La la la~ the big bright sun~ the shiny stars~ I like the dark dark night~”

“I like drawing~ drawing likes me~ I want to draw the prettiest pictures together with Xin Xin~”
Song Xiuhu’s lyrics were filled with his love for painting.

Song Yuexin joined in as well:
“I love drawing~ drawing loves me~ Fox Fox and I both like drawing~”

“Ho ho↗ ha hey↘ I’m gonna↗ fight across the universe↘ unbeatable↗ in→vin↗ci↘ble!”
Song Fu sang as if he were rapping.

Song An didn’t want to take part in the activity, so only Song Yang sang:
“White white clouds~ blue blue sky~ I really like basking in the sun~”

“Aa↗↘↗ the intoxicating evening breeze↗↘↗ gently blowing through my fur↗↘↗ freedom beneath the sky↗↘↗ is the pursuit of my dreams↗↘↗”
Song Chiyu sang his self-composed song with a blissful expression, each line changing pitch three times.

Song Xianyue swayed her head as she sang:
“I am me~ full of energy me~ I like eating, sleeping, basking in the sun~ and playing games~”

“Tall trees~ white clouds~ blue sky~ pretty flowers~ I like everyone~”
Song Yinyun swayed along with Song Xianyue as he sang.

Song Yutu didn’t participate, but he stood nearby keeping an eye on the children, worried they might fall into the water.

Song Yiran quietly took a group photo of Xiao Zhong’er and her younger brothers, then saved it in her private album.

After everyone had their fun, they began strolling along the stream. Along the riverbank were rows upon rows of elves painting from life, facing their canvases as they splashed various colors across them.

These painting elves all wore matching uniforms. Su’er introduced them, “They’re students from the Magic Academy. Looks like they’re completing an art assignment.”

Nearby was also a stall selling painting tools and pigments.

Song Xiuhu excitedly pulled Song Yuexin over to the stall, where they carefully examined the art supplies and paints.

Song Yiran led the others over as well. The children gathered around the stall, curiously observing the tools and pigments.

This stall sold oil-painting-related supplies: various easels, palettes, brushes, palette knives, and all kinds of paints.

The stall owner was a young elf. Seeing so many people gathered, she immediately seized the opportunity and brought out a painting starter gift set to promote to them.

“Is this your first time buying painting tools? I have a beginner’s painting gift set here. Would you like to take a look?”

Seeing how interested everyone was, Song Yiran nodded. “Sure. What’s included in the set?”

Sensing a business opportunity, the owner immediately began showcasing the items in the gift set.

First was an easel made of wood, finely carved with beautiful patterns, with a pair of cute little wings at its edges.

“This easel is enchanted with elven magic. It can automatically adjust its size and height according to the user’s body shape, and it can even fly—so there’s no need to carry it around yourself!”

Next was a canvas board with a stretched canvas already mounted, along with a stack of extra canvases.

“Don’t let this board’s plain appearance fool you—it’s enchanted too! It can automatically change canvases!”

“When you finish a painting, can you take it down? Of course you can! You can easily remove the completed painting without any effort!”

“Then just place a new canvas on top, and the board will automatically stretch it—no need to do it by hand! And you don’t have to worry about it being loose; it’ll be stretched perfectly tight!”

“The magic on the board automatically recognizes your actions. When you need to stretch a canvas, it tightens it firmly. When you want to remove one, it makes it effortless.”

After that, the owner took out a large box filled with colorful paints.

“There are 500 different colors of paint here! Each one is made from the unique plants and minerals of the Calendir Empire, and these pigments can retain their color for 8,000 years without fading!”

The shop owner thumped her chest and promised with great conviction: “If it fades in less than 8,000 years, just come to me for compensation! My family has been selling art supplies here for generations—we would never cheat our customers!”

Then she took out all kinds of paintbrushes and palette knives. “The materials used for these brushes and knives are all top-grade, and they’ve also been enchanted with elven magic.”

“These brushes hardly shed at all and have extremely long lifespans! Even if you use the same brush to paint 800 paintings every single day, it can last 500 years without losing a single hair!”

As she spoke, she even took out a brush and told everyone to rub the bristles hard. “You can try rubbing it as hard as you like. If you can pull out even one hair, I’ll shut down my business on the spot!”

Song Yiran rubbed the bristles firmly and found that not a single hair came off.

Little Zhong-Er also leaned over and rubbed the brush hard—still not a single hair came off.

By now, the children had already been dazzled by all these seemingly incredible products the shop owner brought out. They were completely stunned.

Oh my god, the things at this stall are way too magical!

The children’s mouths all turned into perfect “O” shapes in shock.

Especially Song Xiuhu and Song Yuexin—their eyes were glued to the art supplies, unable to look away.

The shop owner took in everyone’s reactions, and she was already eighty percent sure—this deal was about to be sealed!

She cleared her throat and began showcasing various palette knives. “These knives are also made of excellent materials! And they’re enchanted with elven magic too—extremely drop-resistant and durable!”

To demonstrate their toughness, she tossed all the palette knives in her hands straight onto the ground, then stepped on them.

Not only did she step on them—she even jumped up and down on them, bouncing around for quite a while. After that, she picked them up and showed them to everyone.

“Please take a look! I stepped on these knives for so long, yet they’re not deformed at all—there aren’t even any scratches!”

She added, “Of course, these are just samples. I would never sell items that have been stepped on to my customers.”

Next, the shop owner took a palette out of the gift bundle. It was wooden, with a ring of vines wrapped around the edges, tiny flowers blooming among the vines.

On the back of the palette was even a pair of small wings.

“This palette is enchanted with elven magic. It can automatically change size according to the user’s body, and it can fly! When you get tired while painting, you can let it hover beside you, so you don’t have to hold it yourself!”

She said mysteriously, “And that’s not even its most useful function. Its core feature is—self-cleaning!”

“Let me ask you this: when you’re painting with a palette, don’t you get annoyed having to clean it all the time?”

“This palette frees your hands, because it cleans itself! You’ll never have to wash a palette yourself again. How convenient is that?”

“Speaking of convenience, the gift bundle also includes a brush-washing bucket that automatically cleans your brushes!” The shop owner took out another item from the bundle.

“This brush-washing bucket can clean your brushes for you—spotlessly clean! After you finish painting, you won’t need to worry about washing brushes anymore. This bucket frees your hands too!”

Her introduction was extremely persuasive. Listening to her, Song Yiran felt an overwhelming urge to buy the painting gift bundle immediately.

He lowered his head and glanced at the children’s expressions—their eyes were full of longing and anticipation for the painting set.

Who could resist such eager gazes?

At any rate, Song Yiran couldn’t. He bought thirteen sets of the painting gift bundles on the spot—one for every member of the family! Even the two eggs that hadn’t hatched yet got their share!

A family should be complete and together, after all!

Not only were these art supplies practical and high-quality, but their prices were also quite reasonable.

One painting gift bundle cost 5,000 credit points.

But given the quality and the added elven magic, paying a bit more was acceptable.

Seeing how much Song Yiran bought, the shop owner happily gave him a 20% discount.

After Song Yiran finished paying, the shop owner shared a piece of insider information with him.

With a mysterious expression, she said, “I don’t usually tell this to just anyone. But since you bought so many bundles, I’ll let you in on a secret.”

Song Yiran leaned in curiously. Was she about to share some juicy gossip?

Lowering her voice, the shop owner said, “Soon, you’ll see news on the StarNet about a large-scale official painting competition organized by the Karen Dir Empire!”

“I’m telling you, very few elves know about this right now. In no more than three days, you’ll see announcements about this competition on the StarNet!”

“I heard the rewards are extremely generous. Even if you don’t place, you’ll still get quite a lot of credit points! But this competition is only for children—adults aren’t allowed to participate.”

“I think the kids you brought might be interested. You can let them give it a try when the time comes!”

Song Yiran nodded solemnly and whispered, “Thank you for telling me! I wish you prosperous business!”

He planned to ask the children whether they wanted to participate—especially Song Xiuhu and Song Yuexin. Their painting talent was exceptional; it would be a shame not to join.

But most importantly, it was still up to the children themselves. Whether they joined or not didn’t matter—as long as they were happy!