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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1799

You are not cut out for this[ ... words ]

I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1799

You are not cut out for this[ … words ]

[ … words ]

You Are Not Cut Out For This

“Why…”

“Why can I still not catch it??”

Li Leider’s eyes were covered in bloodshot lines. He let out a low roar and forcefully grabbed across the air with his palm, actually directly twisting the head off a Scarlet Heaven Cultist. Fresh blood spewed out like a geyser!

Splash——

Drops of fresh blood bloomed on his British Overcoat and splattered across his three-dimensional facial features at the same time. He panted heavily, leaving only unwillingness and anger in his deep blue eyes.

Outside the splattering rain of blood, Chen Ling calmly watched this scene, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He didn’t say anything.

But Chen Ling’s silence stimulated Li Leider even more. His fists clenched tightly, his gaze as crazy as an out-of-control beast.

Li Leider didn’t dare to look back anymore. He was like a poor student desperately wanting to prove himself, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t do anything well. He was afraid that after turning around, Chen Ling’s gaze would pierce through the last line of defense in his heart.

Li Leider crazily repeated his thievery. Elegance and reason had vanished completely at this moment, leaving only absolute madness for stealing Red Star Aspiration Power!

One hundred and fifty, one hundred and seventy, two hundred, two hundred and thirty…

Li Leider could no longer remember how many Scarlet Heaven Cultists he had killed. He seemed to have turned into a ruthless slaughtering beast. Just as he was about to walk up to the next Scarlet Heaven Cultist, a voice rang out from behind him:

“Enough.”

Li Leider’s body jolted violently.

His entire person froze in place, his heartbeat seemingly having stopped… At this moment, all his madness vanished entirely. His entire person was tense, waiting for Chen Ling’s next sentence…

After a long while, Chen Ling slowly spoke the second half of his sentence. “…It’s time to eat.”

Li Leider’s dry, cracked lips pursed silently.

As Chen Ling took a step forward and vanished from the prison, in the dead silent gloom, Li Leider’s pale face slowly lowered… He had never felt “frustration” so genuinely.

Since he was young, he had been a genius in the eyes of others. Whether it was memory or intelligence, he was always among the best in school… Had it not been so, he wouldn’t have received so much malice from his classmates.

After stepping onto the Path of the Thief, he grew at an even more astonishing speed. His pride, his elegance, were all rooted and grown from his absolute confidence in himself… It was precisely because of this that frustration was so difficult for him to accept.

The Requiem Ballad, he couldn’t even sing the tune well, but he could let that go; now, even the “stealing Red Star Aspiration Power” that Chen Ling had placed high hopes on him for, he couldn’t accomplish.

Although Li Leider didn’t say it, he had already realized that Chen Ling had gone to great lengths to uproot the Scarlet Heaven Cult just to let him learn how to steal Red Star Aspiration Power. He could feel Chen Ling’s expectations of him in this matter… After all, Chen Ling took him as a disciple in the first place because of this.

But now that he had killed half the Scarlet Heaven Cultists, he hadn’t even touched the threshold.

Li Leider felt as if there was a volcano about to erupt in his heart. Under the intense unwillingness and anger, he could almost no longer maintain his human form…

He suppressed this fire at the bottom of his heart, forcefully took a deep breath, and similarly took a step forward.

He should go eat.

Ten minutes later.

Ning Ru Yu, Luan Mei, Wen Renyou, and Mo Jue looked at Chen Ling and Li Leider, who were sitting at the dining table without saying a word, and glanced at each other…

The atmosphere at the dining table today seemed exceptionally oppressive.

“Little Junior Brother, have a bite of fish.” Ning Ru Yu placed a piece of meat into Chen Ling’s bowl.

“Thank you, First Senior Brother.” Chen Ling smiled, stuffing that meat into his mouth in one bite and chewing slowly.

“Martial Nephew, you eat more too.” Mo Jue also picked up some food and stuffed it into Li Leider’s bowl.

Li Leider silently held his chopsticks. Seeing Mo Jue give him food, it was as if he had finally snapped out of it. He also softly said “Thank you, Martial Uncle,” then lowered his head, as if turning back into a sculpture.

Tap, tap——

Amidst the oppressive dullness, Chen Ling’s chopsticks lightly tapped the tabletop.

Li Leider jolted awake abruptly. Following that, he heard Chen Ling’s calm voice ring out. “Your Martial Uncle gave you food, why aren’t you eating it?”

Only then did Li Leider move his chopsticks, mechanically lowering his head to finish the food given to him. He then slowly sent rice into his mouth, his entire person absent-minded.

Oh no,

Did something really happen?

The senior brothers and sisters looked at each other, all seeing the gravity in each other’s eyes.

Even the Clown, who had finished eating early and was playing by himself on the side, noticed the atmosphere was wrong. He tilted his head in thought for a while, then picked up two small stones from the ground and ran over clomp clomp clomp between Chen Ling and Li Leider.

“Babble! Babble babble ah!”

He reached out his two hands, spreading his palms to reveal two perfectly round stones… That was his gift to the two of them.

Chen Ling smiled and took the stone, rubbing the Clown’s head: “Thank you, Senior Brother.”

“Thank you, Fifth Martial Uncle.”

Li Leider also replied politely.

Chen Ling stuffed the stone in his pocket and stood up. “I’m done eating. Senior brothers, senior sister, take your time.”

He turned around and walked out of the house.

Li Leider couldn’t sit still anymore either. He put down his chopsticks without a word and followed behind Chen Ling…

Watching these two leave one after another, Luan Mei finally couldn’t hold it in. She frowned tightly and spoke up, “What should we do… Should we go mediate?”

“…No need.” Ning Ru Yu shook his head, looking complicatedly in the direction they left.

“Believe in Little Junior Brother.”

After leaving Third Senior Brother’s house, Li Leider walked straight toward a certain direction.

“Where are you going?” Chen Ling’s voice suddenly rang out.

Li Leider turned his head and saw that figure draped in the Theatrical Robe standing under the night sky, looking at him from afar… Those ruby-like eyes were as deep as an abyss.

“Going back to continue practicing.” Li Leider took a deep breath. “I… definitely can do it.”

Chen Ling’s eyes narrowed into long, narrow arcs. Under the starry night, they looked like two crimson crescent moons.

He just looked at Li Leider like this. After a long while, he slowly spoke…

“Forget it…”

“You, are not cut out for this.”

When these six words landed in Li Leider’s ears, they were like roaring thunder. His mind instantly went blank, and his entire person stood frozen in place, like a sculpture.

That psychological line of defense he barely maintained at the end was completely torn to shreds by this lightweight sentence. That volcano suppressed at the bottom of his heart, filled with unwillingness, anger, and dissatisfaction, seemed to be ignited in an instant!

His eyes glared fiercely at Chen Ling. His body trembling, he gritted his teeth and asked slowly:

“What… did you say??”

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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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