I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1787

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Wen Ruoshui had a dream.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to before hibernation, to the scene of his final meeting with the other seven Monarchs.

“Then… the [Slumber Plan] is finalized here.” Above the round table, Lu Xun slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone one by one. “If we are lucky, perhaps some of us will be able to see each other briefly after over three hundred years… If we are unlucky…”

Lu Xun didn’t say the remaining half of the sentence. He was silent for a long time before speaking again:

“In short…”

“Everything is for humanity.”

The eight Monarchs finally bid farewell to each other, and then left one by one, returning to the bases they were stationed at.

Wen Ruoshui clearly remembered that the sky that day was azure blue. He stood in the corridor looking out at the sky, the gentle warm breeze brushing his cheeks… It seemed to be just an ordinary afternoon, giving people the illusion that they weren’t going into hibernation for hundreds of years, but merely taking an afternoon nap.

Once the sun set over the western mountains, they would awaken from their slumber, leisurely gather together again, have a rich hot pot, and chat about their work at their respective research institutes and recent troubles.

“The weather is nice, right?” Just as Wen Ruoshui was staring absentmindedly at the sky, Lu Xun walked to his side.

He wore a scientific research white coat, his hands resting on the railing, looking at the sky together with Wen Ruoshui… His expression was very calm, but Wen Ruoshui read faint exhaustion between his brows.

Wen Ruoshui was silent for a long time before finally opening his mouth: “Old Lu, there is something I want to discuss with you.”

“What is it?”

“Distribute a portion of my Hibernation Serum to everyone.”

Lu Xun froze, then frowned and looked at Wen Ruoshui. “What did you say?”

“Dr. Chu hollowed himself out to create these life-extending Hibernation Serums… the total amount of serum is limited.” Wen Ruoshui paused for a moment. “I don’t need to live that long. If I use less, everyone can use more, and the hibernation time can be longer.”

“You…”

“I promised Director Chen.” Wen Ruoshui turned his head, looking seriously into Lu Xun’s eyes. “I, must be the first person to sacrifice myself… Only in this way can he have the opportunity to Reboot the World.”

He looked complexly at Wen Ruoshui:

“But Director Chen has already… What if he doesn’t come back?”

“I believe in him.”

Wen Ruoshui’s tone was very calm, but absolute determination was revealed in his eyes.

Lu Xun fell silent. After an unknown amount of time, he let out a light sigh…

By doing this, Wen Ruoshui was equivalent to taking his own life to bet that Chen Ling would return… But even Lu Xun didn’t hold much hope for this. Chen Ling had been missing for too long. There was a considerably high probability that he had already been buried in the Gray World. For so many years, they had used all possible methods to try and contact Chen Ling, but in the end, it was all for naught.

But seeing Wen Ruoshui’s eyes, Lu Xun still nodded:

“…I understand. I will secretly modify the serum quota.”

Wen Ruoshui gave an ‘en’.

Immediately after, the scenes around Wen Ruoshui began to rapidly pull away. Lu Xun, the Tianshu Base, the azure blue sky, everything went far away from him. His consciousness also sank into haze, once again wandering between wakefulness and dreams.

After the relatively complete memory dream, came fragments of dreams.

These dreams had no logic at all, seemingly just fragmented projections of Wen Ruoshui’s subconscious.

Sometimes he dreamt that he was sitting by the surging seaside, the monstrous giant waves like dense dark clouds sweeping toward him. The downpour of seawater drenched his entire body, bone-chillingly cold;

Sometimes he dreamt of an Emperor’s Robe figure embroidered with a golden dragon descending from the firmament, a sky-blotting palm grabbing toward him. His entire body was bound by chains, unable to break free no matter what, and he could only watch helplessly as the giant hand enveloped him;

Sometimes he dreamt of a back figure draped in a Theatrical Robe walking toward an ink-black sea. His figure sank little by little into the darkness, seemingly unable to hear no matter how Wen Ruoshui called out, drifting further and further away…

Countless nightmares occupied Wen Ruoshui’s mind. He looked at the Theatrical Robe back figure finally sinking into the deep sea, gritting his teeth, calling out that person’s name over and over again:

Director Chen!

Director Chen!!

“Director Chen!”

Bang——!!

Following a painful call ringing out in the darkness, the glass of the Hibernation Pod abruptly shattered.

A massive amount of liquid flowed from the gap, and a figure draped in a white coat staggered out from within. Perhaps because of insufficient Hibernation Serum, he still wasn’t completely awake at this time. After murmuring ‘Director Chen’ two more times, he planted headfirst toward the wet ground.

In the next second,

A pair of powerful hands steadily supported his figure.

Water droplets fell along the tips of Wen Ruoshui’s wet hair, bleeding into the shoulders of the Theatrical Robe. Wen Ruoshui only felt a palm gently patting his back, and a gentle voice rang out by his ear:

“…I’m here.”

The familiar voice rapidly pulled Wen Ruoshui’s consciousness back to reality. He froze…

He violently raised his head and saw a familiar face enter his vision. Strands of sunlight passed through the base’s gaps, illuminating that person’s body. A pair of cinnabar-like earrings silently swayed in the light.

“Director… Chen?”

“It’s me.” Chen Ling softly spoke again. “I’m back.”

I’m back.

These simple two words falling in Wen Ruoshui’s ears were like a massive boulder crashing to the ground… He stood blankly for a long time, and a smile finally surfaced on the corners of his pale mouth.

Establishing the base, Gray Realm Convergence, Calamity Invasion, the Emperor’s surprise attack… In these three hundred plus years of time, they had experienced too much. They struggled with all their might in the darkness, enduring so much bitterness, helplessness, powerlessness, and unwillingness. Back then, it was Chen Ling who gathered them together, but during the most difficult days, he hadn’t appeared.

At this time, there seemed to be a thousand words in Wen Ruoshui’s heart, but when they reached his lips, they only turned into one sentence:

“Director Chen… we waited so bitterly for you…”

Chen Ling was silent for a long time. “…I’m sorry.”

“There’s no need to be sorry. Back then, you stayed behind alone in the Gray World to save us. It was us who were too weak back then… unable to help you with anything.” Wen Ruoshui was already completely awake at this moment. He stood up, his gaze gentle as water,

“You being able to return, is enough.”

He took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping around, and suddenly seemed to remember something, asking doubtfully:

“Right…”

“Why are you here? How did you know I would wake up at this time?”

“…I didn’t know when you would wake up.” Chen Ling smiled. “So I came Early, and have always been waiting here for you to wake up… This time, I don’t want to be late.”