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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1119

Interrogation[ ... words ]

I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1119

Interrogation[ … words ]

[ … words ]

Interrogation

Hearing this, the expressions of the Jian Changsheng trio were all somewhat strange.

“You’re not going to tell me, the sacrifices they prepared this time are…”

“Very unfortunately, it’s us.”

“…” Jian Changsheng asked rhetorically in disbelief, “You’re not from the Scarlet Heaven Cult, how do you know so clearly? What if it’s not?”

“Just now when we entered the village they said it ah, didn’t you hear?”

“…”

Jian Changsheng grabbed his hair in annoyance, as if so angry he wanted to pull them all out in one breath.

“First it was the Sighing Wilderness migration, then getting ambushed by the Scarlet Heaven Cult, now getting caught here to be some bullshit sacrifice… What kind of trash luck is this?!! Didn’t you say there was a turning point? Where is the turning point?!”

“Don’t be anxious, there will always be a way… The interval between Sacrificial Rites of the various Scarlet Heaven Cult branches is fixed. The time of every ritual cannot be changed casually. Looking at the speed of their arrangement, it’s probably tonight or tomorrow morning. Before that, I will think of a way to save you guys and get out.”

Jian Changsheng and the other two were all Divine Path Possessors, basically unable to exert any use here. Right now, besides counting on Jack of Diamonds, there was no other way.

Ultimately, Jian Changsheng could only nod dejectedly, his whole person shrinking at the edge of the stone rampart, unknown what he was thinking about.

Chen Ling staggered through the village, pretending to casually glance towards the direction of the bonfire.

At this distance, Chen Ling could only see the few of Jian Changsheng tied in front of the bonfire, but couldn’t see the details clearly. However, the state of the Jian Changsheng trio didn’t seem too good… Especially Jian Changsheng, his face was depressed, his whole person emitting dense negative energy.

What’s going on?

Just getting caught by the Scarlet Heaven Cult, and he wilted to this extent?

This is unlike him ah…

Chen Ling had some doubts in his heart. One must know, back then Jian Changsheng forcefully took a few Soul-Shattering Evidence Retrievals, an unkillable cockroach who narrowly escaped death an unknown number of times. How come he looks so sensitive and fragile now?

Chen Ling temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, proactively walking towards Zheng Ye.

At this time, Zheng Ye had already dispersed the Scarlet Heaven Cultists. A portion was responsible for searching within the village, and the other portion went to the edge of the village to investigate. Following the previous instructions, Chen Ling directly joined the ranks going out of the village.

Chen Ling followed behind Zheng Ye, asking probingly:

“Those few people, just left like that?”

“They can’t run.” Zheng Ye said indifferently, “The time for the Sacrificial Rite is late tonight. When the Archbishop opens the altar, they all have to become sacrifices… We can save quite a lot of the originally prepared meat, vegetables, and fruits.”

Human lives are not as valuable as meat, vegetables, and fruits, this is the first time hearing this… But Chen Ling thought about it and it made sense. This Scarlet Heaven Sect Branch was hidden in the depths of the Gray World. For Scarlet Heaven Cultists to sneak into Human Domains to purchase Earth’s food was incomparably difficult. Meat, vegetables, and fruits were probably not common. Compared like this, Jian Changsheng and the others who fell from the sky were simply the best sacrifices. Not only were they Earth specialties, it also saved the trouble of disposing the corpses after killing them.

As for “humans” themselves… The Scarlet Heaven Cult was inherently a group of anti-human lunatics, how could they have reverence for human life?

“The biggest trouble right now, is the chief culprit that caused so many people to go missing.” Zheng Ye’s tone was incomparably heavy. “If we can’t solve this problem before the Sacrificial Rite begins, it will be troublesome when the time comes…”

A faint light flickered in Chen Ling’s eyes, and he guessed that the time of the Sacrificial Rite should be fixed. Otherwise, with such a big potential threat currently existing in the village, the Scarlet Heaven Cult’s first reaction should be to postpone the Sacrificial Rite. But everyone present didn’t think in this direction.

“With the Archbishop here, there shouldn’t be any problems.” Chen Ling said seemingly inadvertently.

“That’s what they say, but when the Archbishop opens the altar, he has to inject the Aspiration Power in his body into the bonfire, and cannot move casually. If that thing takes the opportunity to cause chaos, it will be troublesome.”

“Oh~”

Chen Ling’s brow raised slightly.

Just now Chen Ling was still having a headache over how to deal with the Archbishop and this nest of Scarlet Heaven Cultists. After all, even if he wasn’t affected by the Scarlet Heaven Cult’s power, the Archbishop wasn’t a vegetarian either. Single-handedly fighting the whole village alone was still difficult for him. But the information Zheng Ye unintentionally revealed directly gave him an idea.

“Is that thing so smart? It even knows how to pick the time?” Another accompanying Scarlet Heaven Cultist suddenly spoke up. “Besides, perhaps those people who went missing didn’t die at all… We didn’t even find their corpses, right? Maybe they were hypnotized to leave just like those few Fusionists.”

Zheng Ye was taken aback, then carefully began to ponder:

“What you said also makes sense… But even so, there must be someone directing it behind the scenes.”

While speaking, the crowd had already arrived at the cliff on the periphery of the village. This place had already left the burning range of the bonfire and was situated in the Gray World.

Zheng Ye glanced at the gloomy, narrow, and long cliff. Countless rock shadows clung to the upper sides. Looking towards the sky from here, one could only barely see a trace of sunlight.

“Everyone spread out and search. Once you discover something, immediately call out.”

“Understood.”

Waiting for the crowd to spread out, Chen Ling directly found the most remote corner, walking over pretentiously.

Chen Ling didn’t choose to kill these few Scarlet Heaven Cultists right now. These four or five people basically meant nothing to him. If this group of people died here, and only he went back alive, it would instead arouse the Archbishop’s suspicion… As a gourmet hunter, the most important thing was to have patience.

Chen Ling walked to a cliff corner that no one was paying attention to, glanced around, and after confirming no one was looking here, raised his hand and lightly knocked on the cliff.

A moment later,

A centipede head silently drilled out from the rock crevice.

Chen Ling’s lips parted slightly, saying something to that centipede. The latter’s figure swayed, and it once again hid in the cliff crevice.

Then Chen Ling took a circle around, and went back to converge with Zheng Ye and the others. The other Scarlet Heaven Cultists naturally found nothing. They didn’t even see the bones of those people, and could only temporarily return to the village.

“Strange… There’s nothing unusual inside and outside the village. How did those people disappear?” The more Zheng Ye thought about it, the more his back felt cold.

“Could it really be hypnosis? Who did it?”

Just as everyone was in doubt, the corner of Chen Ling’s eye once again swept past the bonfire in the center of the village, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Chen Ling suddenly spoke: “How about, I go interrogate those few guys caught back… Our people went missing last night, and today they appear nearby. Maybe it’s really related to them.”

Zheng Ye also had this intention, and he directly nodded saying:

“Good, go see if you can pry something out of their mouths.”

“Yes.”

Just as Chen Ling was about to leave, Zheng Ye called out to stop him from behind again. Then he groped around in the small room at the side for a moment, took out a ferociously-shaped thorny branch, and handed it to Chen Ling’s hand.

“Don’t be soft-hearted, be ruthless with your methods. They are already sacrifices, as long as you leave one breath, whatever else doesn’t matter.”

Chen Ling: …

[Audience Expectation Value +3]

[Current Expectation Value: 55%]

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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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