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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 96

Lord of the aurora[ ... words ]

I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 96

Lord of the aurora[ … words ]

[ … words ]

Lord of the Aurora…

Chen Ling noted down this name in his heart.

“But, a Realm existing because of a single person, how is this achieved?” Chen Ling still found it unbelievable.

Han Meng asked back, “What do you think is outside the Aurora Domain?”

Chen Ling thought for a moment.

“Is it the Gray World?”

“Strictly speaking, outside the Domain is also our real world… only, it has already suffered from Gray Realm Contamination.” Han Meng answered calmly. “And the only ‘weapon’ humanity has to resist this kind of Gray Realm Convergence is our ‘Domain’.”

“Domain?” Chen Ling was stunned. “Is it that ‘Domain’ of the Divine Pathways?”

“Yes. For any Divine Pathway, the First to Third Tier are just the starting point. The real qualitative change occurs after stepping into the Fourth Order and mastering a Domain…

As the Rank gets higher later on, the abilities of this Domain will also become more perfect, and the coverage area will become larger and larger.”

After hearing this, Chen Ling nodded thoughtfully,

“So the Aurora Domain has actually not been contaminated by the Gray World all this time precisely because it is under the protection of the Lord of the Aurora’s Domain…”

Chen Ling thought of the sea of auroras above the Aurora Domain that ceaselessly surged. Regardless of day or night, it was always there, quiet and mysterious.

At first, he thought this was a special astronomical phenomenon of this world. Thinking about it now, this sea of auroras should be exactly the symbol of the Lord of the Aurora’s Domain.

“Hasn’t it been said that the Aurora Domain already has a history of several hundred years?” Chen Ling’s eyes were full of incomprehension. “If the entire Aurora Domain exists because of the Lord of the Aurora, doesn’t that mean he has also lived for so many years?”

“That’s right, the Lord of the Aurora is already over three hundred years old.”

Chen Ling was incredibly shocked.

Over three hundred years old? Is that still considered human?

“But, recently there have been two consecutive Gray Realm Convergences.” Chen Ling spoke again. “Is this normal?”

Han Meng paused for a long time and shook his head,

“No, it’s not normal.”

He slowly raised his head, his gaze looking towards the glazed dome of the headquarters. Outside the Glass, that sea of auroras was still flowing silently…

“Normally, under this aurora, no Gray Realm Convergence would occur. Even if there are exceptions, they are extremely rare… Two consecutive occurrences within half a month, this is absolutely not normal. The only explanation can be…

Something went wrong with the Lord of the Aurora.”

Han Meng’s tone was unprecedentedly solemn.

“Something went wrong… what will happen?”

“I don’t know.” Han Meng shook his head. “Ultimately, we are just ants surviving under the shade of a tree. Even if we know that the ancient tree that has sheltered us for hundreds of years has a problem, we are powerless to do anything.”

Chen Ling fell silent.

“These matters are too far away from you… Let’s just do our own duties well first.” Han Meng changed the topic.

“So, what is my job?”

“No specific tasks. Probably just daily patrols, managing the Law Enforcers, and coordinating with the Enforcers of Aurora City.” Han Meng seemed to remember something,

“However, there is one place you do need to make a trip to.”

“Where?”

“The Factory District.”

Hearing these two words, Chen Ling was thoughtful. “Is it because of the work stoppage?”

“Yes, the work stoppage in the Factory District was too sudden, go investigate it.” After Han Meng finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment, then took out a small plastic packet from the drawer and handed it to Chen Ling.

“What is this?”

“Jasmine tea.”

“Flower tea? What are you giving it to me for?”

Han Meng glanced at those few large bags of hearts, his gaze towards Chen Ling somewhat weird,

“Drink it often… It can reduce internal heat.”

Chen Ling: ???

Aurora City.

Law Enforcer Headquarters.

A figure pushed open the main door of the headquarters and walked straight inside like the cold wind of midwinter. It was a man with graying temples. His grayish-white fur coat looked like wolf fur, swaying slightly with the airflow of his steps. His slightly aged face was gloomy as water.

The Law Enforcers guarding both sides were stunned. A young Law Enforcer was just about to step forward to stop him, but was pulled back by a companion beside him, shaking his head silently.

“【Tan Xin】!!” The man low-growled a certain name, like a male lion suppressing its anger.

His voice echoed like thunder within the headquarters. All the Law Enforcers stopped the work in their hands and looked over. In the silence, only endless echoes remained.

“【Tan Xin】, come out here!”

When the second sound rang out, a Six-Marking Enforcer sitting nearby frowned subconsciously. He stood up and was about to step forward when a palm pressed him down.

He looked up in astonishment, only to see the back of someone wearing a black windbreaker approaching the man. On the hem of his windbreaker, eight silver Markings flickered slightly.

“President Yan Shang.” He spoke calmly. “Is there some matter?”

Seeing this person before him, the eyes of the man with graying temples narrowed, a dangerous Aura seeping out from within.

“Tan Xin, Xicai’s death, I need an explanation.”

Hearing this sentence, the Eight-Marking Enforcer let out a long sigh. He waved his hand at the numerous surrounding Law Enforcers. The latter instantly understood and quietly left the area.

In the empty hall, only the two were left standing face to face.

“We are already tracking the movements of the Fire-Stealers, but we still need time.” Tan Xin spoke patiently.

“I’m not talking about that.” Yan Shang’s voice was incredibly cold. “I sent people to bring Chen Ling into Aurora City, why did you stop me?”

“I didn’t stop you.”

“That Han Meng went.”

Tan Xin frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, “Han Meng is not my subordinate. What does his going to save Chen Ling have to do with me?”

“He is an Enforcer of the Seven Great Districts, he originally falls under your jurisdiction.” Yan Shang stared fixedly at him. “Moreover, back then, the one who took him away from the Soul-Shattering Platform was also you…”

“Soul-Shattering Evidence Retrieval, once is enough. You subjecting him to it three times consecutively was just wanting to directly obliterate his consciousness and completely cause brain death.” Tan Xin paused for a moment. “You openly murdering an Enforcer in Aurora City, how could I not intervene?”

They gazed at each other, the surrounding temperature dropping rapidly!

Right at this moment, the main door of the headquarters was suddenly pushed open, and a figure ran in hurriedly.

“Officer Tan Xin!”

Tan Xin gave him a gloomy look. “What is it?”

“Over at Winter Harbor, someone salvaged a suspected survivor of the Ancient Vault of the Military Path!”

“What??”

Tan Xin and Yan Shang were both stunned.

“Where is the person?”

Following a wave of that Law Enforcer’s hand, two people carried a body covered in ice dregs, quickly walking in from outside and placing it steadily on the ground.

It was a figure covered in blood. His face was ghastly pale, eyes tightly shut, as if he had been drowned to the point of a coma. The residual water stains on his body had frozen into ice, like a corpse just dug out from a pile of ice.

“It’s him?” Yan Shang’s anger climbed madly into his eyes!

Yan Shang had seen this person before. He had always followed beside Yan Xicai previously, a cripple… According to what that Chen Ling said, this Jian Changsheng was the ungrateful wretch who killed Yan Xicai.

“Good, he’s actually still alive…” Yan Shang gritted his teeth and spoke, his tone incredibly chilling.

Tan Xin also frowned at him, deep in thought.

“Don’t be in a rush first.” Tan Xin suddenly spoke,

“What happened in the Ancient Vault of the Military Path is still a mystery… It’s better to first use your Chamber of Commerce’s Soul-Shattering Evidence Retrieval to clarify what exactly happened, then deal with him.”

Hearing this, Yan Shang looked at him and sneered.

Tan Xin knew what Yan Shang was thinking. He remained silent for a moment and added a sentence:

“In the Law Enforcer files, his data has already been deleted as deceased… How you want to deal with him this time, I won’t interfere.”

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I Am Not the God of Drama

I Am Not the God of Drama

INTDG, I’m Not The Drama God, I’m Not the God of Drama, Wo Bushi Xi Shen, 我不是戏神
Score 9.1
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2023 Native Language: Chinese

Synopsis

A red meteor slashed through the heavens, and everything changed.

Human progress did not slow down. It stopped. Completely. Since that momentous day, humanity lost its ability to create rockets, nuclear weapons, airplanes, cars, even the simplest engines. The towering pyramid of civilization, meticulously built from the achievements of modern science, crumbled into dust as if it had never existed.

But the catastrophe did not end there.

The grey realm followed close behind the red meteor, a ghostly reflection lurking behind the mirror of reality. It dragged the civilized world bit by bit into the abyss of disorder. Cities fell. Borders dissolved. Laws became memories. In this new age, a human life was no more significant than a speck of dust drifting through a wasteland.

Yet amidst the ruins, humanity's spirit shone as brightly as the stars. That is the cruel irony of this broken world. When everything else is stripped away, what remains is the one thing that cannot be destroyed. Hope. Defiance. The will to stand back up.

Now, look closer at the crumbling edifice. Observe the figure standing on the wreckage of civilization. His red cloak is as vivid as blood, snapping in winds that smell of ash and sorrow. His expressions flicker between laughter and tears, never settling on one for too long. He is an actor. He is a survivor. He is something this dying world has never seen before.

Behind him, the curtain of the era gently parts. With arms wide open, he whispers to all who would listen.

Let the show begin.

This is not a story about a god descending to save humanity. This is a story about a man who refuses to let the final act end in silence. The red meteor took everything. The grey realm is still taking. But the actor? He is just getting started. And in a world where civilization has forgotten how to dream, sometimes the most dangerous thing you can be is entertaining.

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