Chapter 26: The Mysterious Switch
Morning.
Rising Sun Theater Group.
Night Star Lan wakes up from her sleep.
“Hmm, is it dawn already?”
“According to my usual biological clock… it should be morning right now…”
With no natural light streaming into the theater’s room, it’s impossible to confirm the time through sunlight.
Night Star Lan also doesn’t have the habit of setting an alarm clock; she just wakes up according to her body’s rhythm.
After all, she’s not working or going to school.
What’s the point of an alarm clock?
Waking up naturally is the best!
Night Star Lan flops into Night Lan’s arms and takes a deep breath, savoring the sweet fragrance that leaves one enchanted.
As for the Wish Princess, who knows when she vanished?
She probably just returned inside her.
But it doesn’t matter.
After all, they spent yesterday’s dream stuck together.
Sticky and gooey.
The dreams were full of blushing and heartbeats—just the right amount of pink mist.
A happy dream, anyway!
Night Lan nuzzles into Night Star’s soft silver hair and murmurs.
“Hmm, let’s surf the web for a while before getting up…”
Night Lan starts browsing the Night Watcher’s official site, checking out the latest trending topics, occasionally bursting into cute giggles, feeling fully energized in no time.
“Yesterday’s beach outing was perfect; what should we do today?”
If there’s no plan, then it’s just daily cuddling with friends.
This is also a common “doing nothing” day.
Speaking of important matters, there’s only the Grand Performance this weekend to prepare for.
It’s better to set aside everything else and patiently wait for the Grand Performance to arrive while slacking off.
Everything else can wait until after the Grand Performance.
Yesterday’s activities have already created enough buzz for the Rising Sun Theater Group.
If they push it too hard, it might get a bit strange.
Even dough needs to rise before it turns out better.
With that thought in mind, Night Star Lan glances at the group chat she joined last night.
As expected.
Those big shots from the headquarters are off on a mission today.
Like at the Hero Cemetery or something.
The group chat is buzzing, and the topics are far from serious.
From the chat logs, Night Star Lan learns that the operation has been postponed.
“What the heck? It’s not until three days later? Why the delay? Does this mean Mo Rabbit can’t come back for at least another three days?”
Night Star Lan twitches at the corners of her mouth, instantly full of question marks.
She does a quick calculation in her head.
Three days from now is Friday.
Explaining the Grand Performance setup to Mo Rabbit at that time will be way too tight!
There might hardly be time for practice!
Stage setup is super crucial, and Mo Rabbit is indispensable.
And if they’re not moving until three days later, it would be better to let Mo Tu wait until then too!
That way, he can join the beach team-building activities as well.
What a pity.
Night Star Lan shakes her head, not dwelling on the matter.
If Mo Tu can’t make it back by that time, she’ll just take a trip to the capital.
Although it sounds troublesome, helping out a bit for the Grand Performance wouldn’t hurt.
Who knows, maybe she can get a favor from Mo Tu and have some fun with him later!
Like making him perform on stage or something.
Of course, in Mo Rabbit the Announcer’s role.
Hmm.
That idea is really great.
Just imagining that scene makes Night Star Lan grin.
“Hmm, time to get up and have breakfast.”
Gurgle, gurgle~
Her stomach growls.
Now, that’s what I call the real alarm clock for getting up.
……
Switching perspectives.
Hero Cemetery.
Mo Tu has already walked around the cemetery once.
Looking at one tombstone after another, he hasn’t found anything unusual.
Of course, that’s just the surface.
At least when Mo Tu stepped in here, he felt that something was off.
As if something was staring at him.
Even though the seal isn’t broken yet, and he hasn’t seen a single Star Eclipse around.
So who exactly is watching him?
Probably the instigator of this unusual event.
That would be the unknown First Generation Star Eclipse.
Being stared at by such a strangely powerful presence truly sends shivers down one’s spine.
Even with Mo Tu’s strong mental resilience, his hairs started to stand on end.
“Let’s call it a walk here.”
Mo Tu halts, surveying the area, and mutters to himself, “Aren’t you going to invite me into your domain? Oh, distant First Generation Star Eclipse, let me see how you operate!”
The next second.
A burst of light!
Mo Tu instinctively shuts his eyes, his body losing control, as if sucked into another space.
When he opens his eyes again, the scene before him is no longer the Hero Cemetery.
“Where is this?”
Mo Tu looks around, scanning his new environment.
There’s a thick fog all around.
The atmosphere is extremely eerie.
It gives off a strong sense of discomfort.
Mo Tu is quite familiar with this feeling.
The air is thick with a potent Star Eclipse aura, accompanied by strong Star Eclipse pollution.
And not just one type; it’s likely a mix of several Star Eclipses.
Without a doubt.
This is what the headquarters wants to seal away.
Even if the Sunlight Night Watchers are in this environment, they’re bound to be affected quickly.
An A-Class mental strength would barely hold out for half an hour.
And Mo Tu’s limit is about the same, which is standard for an ordinary Sunlight.
He doesn’t have any special immunity to Star Eclipse pollution.
However, in the early Rising Sun Theater, the Star Eclipse pollution inside wasn’t weak either, so Mo Tu certainly has his ways to hold out longer.
“Announcer form.”
As Mo Tu’s perception shifts, his body rapidly shrinks until he turns into a Black-Haired Loli.
It’s none other than Announcer Mo Rabbit.
In everyone’s perception, the announcer is a mysterious member of the Rising Sun Theater Group, and also one of the Star Eclipses.
But in reality, she is a pseudo-Star Eclipse.
What is a pseudo-Star Eclipse?
It’s basically a disguise; fundamentally, she’s still human.
This is a kind of conceptual interference.
This setup is deeply ingrained in Mo Tu’s soul.
As long as he perceives himself as part of the theater group.
He can transform into Announcer Mo Rabbit.
Similarly.
If she believes she’s a Night Watcher.
Then she can revert to Sunlight Night Watcher Mo Tu.
Like some sort of strange switch.
And upon becoming a pseudo-Star Eclipse, she gains some traits of a Star Eclipse.
Like the Star Eclipse aura.
Or the characteristic of being immune to pollution.
After all, it’s hard for the same kind to pollute each other.
Mo Rabbit has gotten used to this form, enabling her to move freely in the early theater.
Of course, she also needs to be careful not to be assimilated by her identity; otherwise, she might actually become a Star Eclipse.
Let’s not say anything else.
Her mental resilience is quite high.
Not like that young Sunlight who was sighing on the rooftop yesterday.
Let that small talk end here.
Since she has entered this so-called Star Eclipse domain, it’s time to carefully investigate the situation here.
Mo Rabbit stretches her body.
Confirming she’s not affected by the composite Star Eclipse pollution, she begins to move, ready to unveil the mist before her.
“So, this is the ‘kingdom’ I got from the divination? It resembles my cave quite a bit, looks like an independent space was created.” Mo Rabbit clicks her tongue in amazement.
It’s clear.
This is not the original Hero Cemetery; it may overlap with the original space.
The First Generation Star Eclipse likely absorbed all the Star Eclipses from the Hero Cemetery.
Otherwise, such intense composite Star Eclipse pollution cannot be explained.
