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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1476

Going home and the bridge underpass[ ... words ]

I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1476

Going home and the bridge underpass[ … words ]

[ … words ]

Going Home and the Bridge Underpass

Wu Tongyuan fell silent.

The gentle breeze lightly brushed his elegant outer garment that resembled a monk’s robe. Wu Tongyuan slowly picked up a scattered Chess Piece from the ground and placed it gently back into the chess basket…

“Things that have not happened are just illusions, why care about them.”

“I said, I’m curious.” Chen Ling answered truthfully.

“I don’t know.”

Hearing these three words, Chen Ling’s gaze narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to see through Wu Tongyuan’s deep eyes to see into his heart… Did he truly not know, or was he pretending not to know?

“So… you actually never intended to make a move against me from the beginning, right?” Chen Ling asked in return.

Wu Tongyuan didn’t follow Chen Ling’s question anymore. He knew this was Chen Ling probing him:

“You’re really letting me go just like this? This might be the only chance I’m left alone in the Spirit Void Domain… If you miss this chance, you’ll never find a better opportunity to kill me.” Chen Ling paused for a moment,

“You know what the Dusk Society needs to Reboot the World…”

“Even if you don’t kill me, when the final moment arrives, I will personally come and take your corpse. If by then you haven’t become a corpse…”

“I, will personally kill you.”

This was a probe, a threat, and also a preview.

But this time Wu Tongyuan truly didn’t intend to answer. Facing Chen Ling’s provocative words, it was as if he hadn’t heard them at all as he slowly stood up…

He glanced calmly at Chen Ling, then turned around and walked towards the direction of the Spirit Void Ancient Temple.

The elegant outer garment resembling a monk’s robe fluttered without wind;

“I’ll wait for you to come and kill me…”

His faint voice sounded, “If, you can do it.”

Wu Tongyuan left.

Leaving with him were the six great Knight Orders.

On the massive square, apart from the densely packed masses of citizens surrounding them, only Chen Ling and the four K-cards remained… There were no specific personnel escorting him, no guides leading the way. The Lord of Spirit Void seemed completely unafraid of Chen Ling starting a massacre here and directly withdrew all defenses.

The hem of his red-based, black-patterned Theatrical Robe fluttered on the square. He took a deep look at the Lord of Spirit Void’s retreating back surrounded by everyone, then similarly turned around and walked towards the outside of the Spirit Void Domain.

As Chen Ling approached, the citizens crowding White Pigeon Road to watch the spectacle immediately parted a path for him with a swish…

Unlike the support and cheers when Wu Tongyuan left, after Chen Ling passed by, these people stopped arguing and stopped discussing. Pairs of eyes that were either curious, fearful, wary, or nervous gazed at him. The citizens closest to Chen Ling even had their hearts in their throats, deeply afraid that this moody person would directly tear them to pieces.

The giant trees of White Pigeon Square still swayed their dancing shadows.

To its left, it led to a high tower supported by tens of thousands; to its right, it was a fearful and wary abyss.

Chen Ling had long grown accustomed to these people’s gazes. He hummed an opera tune as if no one was around, a pair of cinnabar-like earrings swaying slightly in the sunlight.

“Little Junior Brother, where are we going now?” Ning Ru Yu asked softly.

Chen Ling thought for a moment:

“Home.”

A few hours later.

The bleak cold wind brushed past the edge of the Spirit Void Domain.

On the barren land of the Gray World, three figures sat neatly in a row, facing the direction of the Spirit Void Domain head-on, as if waiting for something.

“No… why isn’t Hearts out yet?” Jian Changsheng rubbed his buttocks that had been sitting for a long time, “It’s been several hours now, did something really happen to him inside??”

“There’s not a single sign of a fight breaking out inside, what could happen?” Sun Bumian sighed, “I already told you, the Spirit Void Domain has several exits, how could it be so easy to block him? He probably left from another exit a long time ago…”

“…Can’t be, right?”

Jian Changsheng mumbled, “No matter what, we are his old comrades-in-arms, won’t he even come to meet us once…”

“Sigh, Hearts becoming the Red King is indeed unexpected…” Sun Bumian shook his head, “During that time we were in the Hanging Jade Domain, he must have experienced quite a lot of things. Not to mention other things, his relationship with the previous generation Red King was very complicated. The Red King ascending to the heavens, he must be feeling terrible in his heart too…”

Jiang Xiaohua thought for a moment, and still spoke up:

“Should we go comfort him?”

“Where are we going to comfort him? We are blocking the door and we still can’t block him.”

Just as the three were talking, a figure dressed in tatters like The Beggar walked unhurriedly around the edge of the domain.

Seven of Hearts, Jin Fugui, was slightly stunned when he saw Jian Changsheng and the other two sitting here:

“Why are you guys still here?”

“We’re waiting for Hearts here.” Jiang Xiaohua answered truthfully.

“? You mean the Red King?” Jin Fugui looked at the three with a strange expression, “He left a long time ago… He left from the eastern gate together with the four K-cards, I saw it with my own eyes.”

Hearing these words, Jian Changsheng’s dangling heart finally died. He stood up, rubbing his buttocks that hurt from sitting, and couldn’t help but complain:

“Good for him, Six of Hearts. After becoming the Red King, he just forgets about us old comrades-in-arms, right… Hmph, and to think I was the first one to rush out and protect him just now.”

“The eastern gate?” Sun Bumian looked thoughtful,

“Could it be… he returned to the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path?”

“Then I have no idea. Where the Red King wants to go and what he wants to do, how could a beggar like me know.” Jin Fugui shrugged.

“Then where are you going?”

“Me? I’m going back to the Tianshu Domain.” Jin Fugui pointed in the direction of the Spirit Void Domain, “I don’t dare go to the Spirit Void Domain right now, afraid of being caught to act as coolie labor. It’s still easier to beg for food in the Tianshu Domain.”

“…”

Sun Bumian turned his head to look at Jian Changsheng, “What do you say? Should we go to the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path to find him?”

“…Forget it.” Jian Changsheng thought seriously for a long time and shook his head, “He is the Red King now, he must have important things to do… It wouldn’t be good for us to rashly go find him again. Let’s go to the Tianshu Domain and stay there for now.”

Although in the hearts of the 6-series generation, Chen Ling was still that Six of Hearts, he now bore the responsibility of the entire Dusk Society. That they didn’t block Chen Ling this time showed that Chen Ling didn’t plan on seeing them yet. Even Jian Changsheng didn’t dare to rashly visit him directly like before…

Red King Chen Ling, and Six of Hearts Chen Ling, perhaps were more or less somewhat different.

Sun Bumian noticed that trace of hard-to-hide disappointment from Jian Changsheng, but he also didn’t say anything, just nodded slightly:

“True, we’ll just wait for him to come find us.”

“What do you mean? You guys want to go to the Tianshu Domain with me?” Jin Fugui blinked his eyes, “Let’s make it clear first, the Bridge Underpass I live in can’t fit four people!”

The corner of Jian Changsheng’s mouth twitched: “…Who wants to live in a Bridge Underpass with you? We have our own money!”

Sun Bumian: “You got triple wages, and you still can only live in a Bridge Underpass??”

Jin Fugui: “Sigh, my situation is a bit special. Money can’t stay in my hands…”

Jiang Xiaohua: “Actually… I kind of want to live in a Bridge Underpass.”

Everyone: …

From the corner of his eye, Jian Changsheng glanced one more time in the direction of the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path, then turned around and left. The four figures gradually faded away on the edge of the Spirit Void Domain, disappearing at the end of the horizon.

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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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