Several minutes later.
Shen Ye arrived at the Eternal Night City Opera House.
With that badge, two Undead Guards pulled open the doors, allowing him to enter.
Shen Ye ascended the grand staircase into the opera house, and continued deeper until he stood before the brightly lit stage.
There was no official performance today, so the audience seats were empty except for a few scattered individuals.
Mada Daisy, wearing a gorgeous fiery red dance dress, stood at the center of the stage, making dance moves while speaking to the n and won on stage:
"These few movents must be clean and sharp, no dragging, and certainly not limp. Let's go again."
Shen Ye glanced around and understood.
—They were apparently rehearsing.
But below the stage, there were several Undead emitting a powerful aura.
The leader, whose race was indiscernible, rely glanced back, giving Shen Ye a spine-chilling sensation.
The two guards beside him quickly approached Shen Ye, first inspecting his badge, then asked:
"A new face, who are you?"
"Baxter—Mada Daisy asked to co to her."
"Your profession?"
"I've just been employed as a Male Singer."
Upon hearing the words "Male Singer," the stern aura from the other party dissipated.
"You're the newcor then. Wait here for now." The two guards smiled at him and returned to the man's side.
They reported to the man.
The man nodded slightly, no longer concerning himself with Shen Ye.
On stage.
Mada Daisy gave a bow to the man in the audience below and said with a smile:
"Please."
"Then I'll be in your care."
The man extended his hand, and instantly, a dark green fla appeared in his palm.
He said solemnly:
"This fla is not sothing ordinary people can handle. Please be careful, Mada."
"Thank you for the warning. Co on," responded Mada Daisy, extending her hand in a graceful gesture of invitation.
The man slightly curled his fingers and flicked out a wisp of dark green fla.
The fla hovered motionless in midair.
Daisy inhaled deeply and sang loudly:
"Flas ablaze, scorch the wilderness!"
Her voice was filled with passion and incredibly infectious, making even Shen Ye below the stage feel the imagery of a wildfire spreading across plains.
Accompanying her singing, Mada Daisy mimicked the man's movents exactly.
With a wave of her hand, she, too, flicked out a wisp of dark green fla.
Shen Ye was stunned.
Wasn't that the man's Professional Skill?
How did she release it?
"Ready—"
Mada Daisy called out.
The n and won around her tensed up, prepared for action.
Mada Daisy, with elegant steps, made a circle around the stage, finally flicking the wisp of dark green fla to a tall and enchanting girl.
The girl caught the fla and twisted her physique, playing with the fla like juggling, balancing it on her hands, feet, shoulders, waist, and hips, performing an enrapturing dance.
This was a Dancer!
—The fla was like her pet, and also like her shawl and dance dress, twirling around her non-stop.
"Bravo!"
The man below the stage cheered.
The girl danced for a few monts before her expression slightly changed.
Perhaps due to a misjudgnt in strength, the fla was launched from her shoulder, and it looked like it was about to land on the stage.
A mistake had been made!
Everyone's faces changed color.
However, Mada Daisy didn't panic in the least; she sang out again "Flas ablaze, light up the night," and with a beckoning hand, she drew the fla back to herself.
Her physique spun several tis, then she flicked the fla to a handso Male Singer on stage.
The Male Singer, holding the fla in both hands, sang:
"In my hands, everything becos more glorious—"
The fla instantly expanded, transforming into a two-ter-high torch that fell upon him.
The Male Singer let out a scream, consud entirely by the flas.
Dead silence fell upon the stage.
The man watching below extended his hand, and the dark green fla was imdiately retracted by him.
"Sorry, it seems we still need to continue with the choreography," said Mada Daisy, full of apology.
"My skill has reached this stage, and wanting to go further is already a tall order; it's not your fault," the man said with a hint of disappointnt.
"Let's try again," Mada Daisy said through gritted teeth.
"Very well," said the man.
At that mont, Shen Ye began to see what was happening.
Having beco a Diva myself, I quickly sensed that everyone on stage was either a Diva or Dancer.
Without a doubt, the Male Singer could make his Skills expand, while the female Dancer appeared to have a relationship with her Skills akin to "playing".
The dead Male Singer had made a mistake in using his Skills.
As for the current situation—
The last ti I saw Mada Daisy, she said,
"People long to gain strength and Inspiration from you, and any performance of yours will be richly rewarded."
It looked like the Dark Night Rose Dance Troupe was rallying all Divas to help that man gain Inspiration for enhancing his dark green fire fla Skill.
Shen Ye fell into deep thought.
Mada Daisy seed to possess a Diva Skill of the "imitation" category.
Once she imitated the man, she imdiately obtained a dark green fla.
So it was her who was managing the affairs of this dance troupe.
She was the core!
At that mont, Mada Daisy waved her hand and yet another dark green fla erged from the void.
She caught the fla and looked around at the surrounding dancers.
Many dancers, eting her expectant gaze, hurriedly lowered their heads.
Only the girl who had stepped forward at the beginning once more stood out, adopting an elegant dance pose—
She wanted to try again!
Mada Daisy gave her a look of approval and tossed the fla to her.
The girl caught the fla and continued to dance.
This ti, her coordination with the fla grew even closer, her movents flowing like the drifting clouds and flowing water, leading the fla to leap about her body ceaselessly, never once faltering.
As her dance went on, the fla began to change.
The fla took flight, transforming into a hazy red mist that seed to possess life, dancing non-stop in midair.
The entire theater, under the flickering glow of this red mist, appeared like a world where firelight blood.
"I've got the Inspiration!"
the man below the stage yelled, leaping up to fly in midair and instantly teleporting away.
On the stage.
Cheers erupted.
The girl also revealed an excited smile.
Mada Daisy, while clapping, shouted loudly, "Well done, but don't be complacent, I'm going to take back the fire now, be careful not to hurt yourself."
The girl nodded her head.
Mada Daisy sang aloud, "The firelight never dies, forever gleaming in my heart."
In an instant.
The spreading fire mist fell down, gathered into a clump, and extinguished in her hand.
Everyone began to applaud.
"Jack's remains should be properly buried, see if he has any family left and give them so money."
"The rest of you go back and reflect on the movents just now, think about how your Skills can manipulate that fire without getting injured."
"Lily, stay behind."
"That's all for today!"
Mada Daisy quickly arranged everything, then turned and beckoned to the audience,
"Baxter, co up."
Everyone dispersed.
The stage lights dimd down.
Only Mada Daisy and the girl who had successfully manipulated the fla remained.
Her na appeared to be Lily.
—Shen Ye walked up the stairs onto the stage, quietly waiting on the side.
Mada Daisy exchanged a few words about the fla with Lily, explaining so techniques before allowing her to rest as well.
Now.
It was Shen Ye's turn.
"Baxter, did you want to see for sothing?" Mada Daisy asked, her eyes smiling at the Rose Badge on his chest.
"I want to know if the Diva Skill is fixed or randomly acquired, are we all different?" Shen Ye inquired.
"Of course you're different. The generation of Skills is linked to your knowledge and experiences, even stemming from the most thrilling song and dance monts in your mory," Mada Daisy explained.
Shen Ye sighed.
It was just as he thought.
In his previous life, he was very fond of attending concerts, always scrambling online for tickets whenever a favorite singer perford.
So...
"Handso young man, would you like to join the Dark Night Rose Dance Troupe?" Mada Daisy sized him up once again, speaking in a relaxed tone.
"I would," Shen Ye replied.
"Our assessnt is very strict; any newcor can only join the reserve troupe. After a period of guidance and training, one may attempt to participate in formal performances," Mada Daisy said.
"I understand," Shen Ye concurred assentingly, "in matters of performance, even one single mistake can ruin everything that's been ticulously prepared; it has to be flawless."
He seed knowledgeable!
...He could be ntored; perhaps the troupe would gain another fine talent.
Mada Daisy's lips curved slightly upward, her voice becoming even more pleasant:
"Welco to the troupe, young man."
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