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Song Yiran recalled a tip the art supplies stall owner had told him.
“Oh! When I bought art supplies yesterday, the owner secretly told me something!”
“She said that Carendir is about to hold a big painting contest! It’s for children. Do you want to participate?”
Song Xiufu and Song Yuexin’s eyes lit up instantly. “Wow!! A painting contest!!”
The other children weren’t as outwardly excited, but their eyes still sparkled with interest.
“The owner also said that in less than three days, we can see the official contest announcement online! You can start practicing now. Once it’s announced, I’ll register you all!”
The children all eagerly raised their paws to sign up, afraid to miss out.
“I want to join!”
“Me too!”
“Me, me too!”
Every child decided to join the painting contest, so excited their fur stood on end.
Song Yiran smiled at the energetic children. Ah, youth is wonderful—he was full of energy like this when he was little too!
The children gathered to discuss what to draw.
Song Buli thought seriously for a moment: “Hmm… I want to draw everyone in our family!”
Song Xiufu squinted and smiled. “I want to draw a big hill full of flowers, and we’ll all hold hands and sing together on it!”
Song Fu licked his lips. “I want to draw lots of yummy food! Big chicken legs, braised pork, fried meatballs~”
Song An’s idea was simple: “I want to draw the sky.”
Song Yang joined in: “Me too! The sky should have fluffy clouds and lots of cool wind!”
Song Chiyu said dreamily: “I want to draw beautiful butterflies and flowers!”
Song Yuexin wagged his tail gently: “I want to draw a starry night, with bright stars and a big moon!”
Song Yinyun considered carefully: “I want to draw a large forest!”
Song Xianyue wagged his tail happily. “Brother! Brother! I want to draw you! I’ll make you look super pretty!”
Song Buli also seriously promised, “Brother, I’ll make you look super pretty too!”
Song Xiufu nodded vigorously in agreement. “Me too, I’ll make brother look super nice!”
Song Yiran’s expression stiffened for a moment. He quickly found an excuse to discourage Song Buli, Song Xiufu, and Song Xianyue from including him.
“Babies, it’s like this. I actually don’t like my face being drawn or photographed.”
These were just excuses. He didn’t want the kids to excitedly finish a painting, only to find his face missing from it.
This matter was too complicated to explain properly. The children were still too young, so he decided he would explain it to them seriously when they grew up. For now, he would just brush it over.
Song Xianyue immediately lowered his head as if he had done something wrong. He cautiously put down his tail, which had been wagging happily, and even his ears drooped limply by his face.
Song Buli pressed his paws against the floor in frustration, and Song Xiufu the fox also lowered his head dejectedly.
Song Yiran, afraid of being misunderstood, hurriedly explained, “This is actually just Brother’s little quirk! Everyone has their own quirks. Brother wasn’t mad at you at all!”
Song Xianyue carefully raised his head and asked cautiously, “Really?”
Song Buli and Song Xiufu blinked their big eyes seriously, staring into Song Yiran’s eyes.
Song Yiran gently patted their fluffy little heads. “Of course it’s true! Everyone has little quirks. For example, some people don’t eat green onions, some don’t eat ginger. Those are just personal preferences.”
Song Xianyue’s hurt little heart was soothed again. He squinted his eyes in thought, then said cheerfully, “Then I have a little quirk too! I like wagging my tail~”
Song Buli immediately perked up: “Then my little quirk is that I like Brother the most!”
Song Xiufu swished his tail in a graceful arc and said with a smile, “Then my little quirk is that I like drawing!”
The other children also eagerly joined this “Little Quirk Convention.”
Song Fu raised his paw: “Then my little quirk is liking to eat delicious food!”
Song An tilted his head: “I don’t think I have any quirks…”
Song Yang jumped in to continue for Song An: “Maybe having no quirks is your quirk! My quirk is that I like flying~”
Song Yinyun lazily swung his long tail. “Then my quirk is that I like climbing trees!”
Song Chiyu’s eyes sparkled with excitement: “Then my quirk is that I like beautiful things~ I love beautiful things the most! I like pretty flowers, pretty butterflies, and even a handsome Brother!”
Song Chiyu elegantly walked over to Song Yiran and activated his praise mode: “Brother, you’re really so handsome! You’re my favorite!”
Song Yiran blushed a little at the praise, but felt warm inside. He patted each child’s fluffy head. “Alright! Everyone’s a good kid! Now it’s time for you to go back to your rooms and rest!”
“Okay~” The children nodded, then reluctantly waved their paws goodbye. “Bye-bye, Brother! Bye-bye, Fifth Brother! Bye-bye, Brother Tutu!”
The children chattered noisily as they walked down the hallway, slowly saying goodbye to each other. Eventually, each child returned to their own room to rest.
Song Yiran watched them go with a loving expression. Once he saw that all the children were safely in their rooms, he turned and saw little Zhong’er pouting angrily and Song Yutu looking sorrowful.
Xiao Zhong’er crossed his hands on his hips, glaring at Song Yiran.
“So unfair! You patted their heads, but didn’t pat ours!”
Song Yutu looked equally aggrieved, sighing sadly: “Sigh… Brother’s eyes probably have no room for the two of us anymore…”
Xiao Zhong’er angrily accused Song Yiran: “Yeah! You’ve completely ignored the two of us!”
“Sorry, sorry! My fault!” Song Yiran quickly reached out to pat little Zhong’er and Song Yutu on the heads, trying to make amends.
Night had fallen, and Song Yiran chatted with little Zhong’er in the room.
“Xiao Zhong’er, since your system can directly store anything you see in your memory, why couldn’t you memorize the employee manual back then?”
Xiao Zhong’er scratched the back of his head. “Actually, that’s a department rule. Each employee must memorize the manual themselves; you can’t just store it directly in your mind.”
“Oh, by the way, Song Yiran, when did you develop night blindness? Is it due to a vitamin deficiency? I heard humans can become night-blind if they lack certain vitamins.”
Xiao Zhong’er remembered what Song Yiran had said last night in the forest. Curious, he blinked. “Should you take some vitamins? Night blindness sounds troublesome. It must be frustrating not being able to see at night, right?”
Song Yiran found the question a bit odd. He had always been night-blind. From the moment he was born until now, he had been undeniably night-blind.
“I’ve always been night-blind, ever since I was a child. I’ve taken vitamins, but it didn’t help.”
Xiao Zhong’er gasped, covering his mouth. He stepped back three paces, then suddenly leaned forward and pinched Song Yiran’s cheek.
“The texture’s right. This face is real.” Xiao Zhong’er frowned, studying Song Yiran’s expression carefully.
“Are you really Song Yiran? Could someone be impersonating you?”
Song Yiran sighed helplessly and grabbed little Zhong’er’s face.
“Really? You’re suspecting someone’s impersonating me?”
Xiao Zhong’er begged for mercy: “Ouch, ouch, don’t pull! My bad!”
Song Yiran finally let go. Xiao Zhong’er rubbed his pinched cheek, looking distressed: “I was just worried about you!”
“You weren’t night-blind before! When I first met you, you weren’t night-blind at all.”
Song Yiran felt something was off. He frowned slowly. “But in my memory, I’ve always been night-blind since childhood.”
“Maybe it’s due to individual differences in parallel timelines? Each time you live a new life, it’s a parallel world. Maybe it’s because of the timeline difference?”
“Probably.” Song Yiran couldn’t find any other explanation. It was likely just because of the parallel timelines.
At that moment, Song Yiran’s Light Brain beeped—a special notification on the Star Net.
The Star Net covered the entire universe. Any planet with a Light Brain could connect.
Most planets had official accounts on the Star Net, and Karendiel was no exception.
Song Yiran opened his Light Brain and saw a screen filled with spectacular effects—huge showers of Karendiel flowers. Once the effect ended, he could read the special announcement clearly:
[Karendiel Children’s Painting Contest Registration Now Open – Open to children under 10 years old (all races), across the entire universe.
- No restrictions on painting subjects or styles. Registration lasts three days. After three days, registration closes.
- The contest begins three days later. Registered participants may submit their entries via the official platform for fifteen days. Late submissions after the contest ends will not be accepted.
- Once submissions close, judges will provide final results within three days, which will be published on the Star Net.
- Karendiel has prepared generous prizes: 1st place – 50 million credit points, 2nd place – 30 million credit points, 3rd place – 10 million credit points.
- 4th to 20th place each receive 5 million credit points.
- All remaining participants receive consolation prizes of 1 million credit points each.
- The contest is scored by the Karendiel judging panel, and rankings are determined by score.
- Prizes are sponsored by the Elf King of Karendiel. The Elf King holds final interpretation rights.]
Special notifications on the Star Net could be purchased with credit points, ranging from national, planetary, galactic, sector-wide, to universal-level broadcasts.
Karendiel’s official account purchased a universal broadcast, so all sentient beings in the universe with a Light Brain saw the message.
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