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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 227

[six of spades][ ... words ]

I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 227

[six of spades][ … words ]

[ … words ]

Seeing his attitude change so quickly, Chu Muyun couldn’t help but find it somewhat amusing in his heart… He sat down behind the desk, took out two Playing Cards from his clothes, and placed them side by side on the desktop.

“Rest assured, although our Dusk Society is not united internally, we won’t go as far as bullying a newcomer like you… If you have decided to join, then come and pick your own Card Face. Once chosen, it cannot be changed.”

Jian Changsheng breathed a slight sigh of relief. He looked at the [Six of Spades] and the [Six of Clubs] on the table, and asked the same question Chen Ling did back then:

“Why are they all 6?”

“[Six of Diamonds] and [Six of Hearts] have both been chosen by someone. Among the newcomer Card Faces starting with 6, you only have these two to choose from.” Chu Muyun glanced at Chen Ling beside him.

“So, he is also someone from the Dusk Society?” As if remembering something, Jian Changsheng looked at Chen Ling on the side in shock. However, recalling that battle between the two of them in the woods not long ago, the other party’s methods were extremely bizarre, so it didn’t seem strange that he was from the Dusk Society either.

Chen Ling took out his [Six of Hearts], lightly shook it, and spoke indifferently:

“Welcome.”

“You two are both of the 6-series. There’s a high probability you’ll run into each other in future tasks, so it’s good to get to know each other in advance.” Chu Muyun spoke, “There’s also that [Six of Diamonds]. Although I wasn’t the one who guided him into the society, I heard he’s also a very interesting guy… If nothing unexpected happens, you will have a chance to meet him.”

“This one then.”

After Jian Changsheng selected the Card Face, Chu Muyun roughly introduced the Dusk Society once again. It was roughly the same as what he told Chen Ling back then. The only difference was that he didn’t hand that mysterious USB Drive to the other party.

USB Drive…

Chen Ling seemed to have remembered something. His fingertips touched that metal USB Drive in his pocket… When the Red King told Chu Muyun to hand this USB Drive to him, he had said that this Save Point could only be opened once a month. And now, it seemed it had almost been a month since it was last opened.

After listening to Chu Muyun’s description, Jian Changsheng’s eyes gradually lit up. At this moment, he was still immersed in the joy of having just joined the Dusk Society, full of curiosity about everything in the future.

“Then what is my task?” He couldn’t help but ask.

“You? You don’t have a task yet.” Chu Muyun glanced at Jian Changsheng, who was wrapped in bandages all over with only one eye exposed outside. “If you go out looking like this right now, are you afraid others won’t know you have a problem?”

Jian Changsheng: …

Chu Muyun extinguished Jian Changsheng’s passion and turned to leave. Chen Ling quickly followed by his side, and after going out the door, handed several manuscripts to him.

“What is this?”

“A piece of investigation intelligence, regarding the ‘Hand of Salvation’… Inside here, it might involve the secrets of Aurora City.”

Chu Muyun’s gaze swept over it a few times, and his expression visibly grew solemn to the naked eye. He nodded slightly, “Alright, you’ve worked hard.”

Chen Ling was just about to turn and leave when Chu Muyun seemed to remember something and suddenly called out to him.

“Wait.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I suddenly remembered something you might be interested in.” Chu Muyun paused.

“That Enforcer Han Meng is going to the Court of Judgment tomorrow.”

Black Prison.

The purple Torchlight burned silently in the darkness, dividing the narrow and long aisle into countless light and shadow corridors alternating between bright and dark. Under the illumination of this firelight, it seemed even shadows were devoured. Wherever the Torchlight lit up, not the slightest shadow could hide.

And the firelight of each bundle of Torchlight enveloped a prison cell within it. The enclosing walls, which were up to two meters thick, surrounded cramped rooms of a dozen or so square meters here. Mysterious text flowed disorderly above the doors of the prison cells. Just taking a glance at it would make one feel as if they would unconsciously get lost.

At this moment, inside a prison cell enveloped in purple fire and runes, a figure wearing black prison clothes was sitting cross-legged on the bed, completely motionless like a sculpture.

Clang—

The heavy chains were unlocked at the door, letting out a muffled sound. His eyes slowly opened.

“08193, someone is here to see you.” An Enforcer stood at the door and spoke indifferently.

A flash of surprise passed through Han Meng’s eyes. As the Enforcer’s figure respectfully retreated backwards, a figure draped in a black windbreaker slowly walked into the prison cell amidst the flickering purple firelight.

The moment he saw that face, Han Meng was startled, his expression somewhat complicated.

“It’s you?”

“In terms of position, you should call me superior; personally speaking, you should call me benefactor.” Tan Xin spoke unhurriedly. “In these years in the Seven Great Districts, your temper actually hasn’t changed a bit.”

Han Meng just watched him like this, staying silent without speaking.

“I know you are very dissatisfied with my decision to abandon the Seven Great Districts, and even questioned me and the entire Enforcement System in front of everyone… But to tell the truth, I don’t care how you and those masses view me.”

“Since that’s the case, what did you come looking for me for?”

“As an Enforcer, openly violating superiors’ orders, suppressing other Enforcers, and forcibly opening the Aurora City gate for a Heretic… These crimes are enough to keep you from ever leaving this Black Prison for your whole life.” Tan Xin paused for a moment and spoke again,

“Do you want to waste your whole life here, or exert the remaining heat belonging to you, Han Meng, before the aurora fades away?”

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Han Meng didn’t have the slightest reaction. But when the next sentence sounded, his face sank.

“It seems the situation in Aurora City isn’t much better than the Seven Great Districts.” Han Meng heard the meaning behind Tan Xin’s words, and his eyes narrowed slightly. “But powerhouses stand in great numbers in Aurora City. Sixth Stage and even Seventh Stage Enforcers are not few… I am just an outsider from the Seven Great Districts, what can I possibly do?”

“Those people, I cannot trust.”

“Then you can trust me?”

“I don’t need to trust you. I just need to believe that at the right time, you will make the right choice… That is enough.” Tan Xin slowly spoke. “The things you hold firmly to are what other Enforcers don’t have. This is what makes you, Han Meng, unique.”

Han Meng didn’t answer. He just locked eyes with Tan Xin like this, his gaze seemingly wanting to see through him completely.

“Exactly what do you want to do?” Han Meng asked.

“When the time is ripe, you will know.” Tan Xin said calmly,

“What I can guarantee is, after you get out, I won’t restrict you in the form of any orders or rules. You can uphold the convictions in your heart and do the things you want to do… Now, let’s return to the very first question.”

“Do you choose to plead guilty and wait for death, or be the Enforcer Han Meng one more time?”

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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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