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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 391

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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 391

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Senior Brother

The figure behind 【Walkie-talkie】 completely silenced.

This moment he only then realized. Himself just now attempting to use 【Six of Hearts】 to threaten the other party’s action. Is how ridiculous… First not mentioning 【Six of Hearts】 whether really exterminated 【Aurora Domain】. Just “【Dusk Society】” these three words. Then already stood on the opposite side of all 【Human Domains】!

The threat coming from isolatedly one 【Red Dust Domain】. In the other party’s eyes. Compared to a wisp of fine gauze drifting past with the wind didn’t have any difference.

But at this moment. He in heart more cared about. Is “【Dusk Society】 appearing in 【Red Dust Domain】” this matter itself.

His voice was somewhat hoarse:

“So, you plan to take 【Red Dust Domain】. Turn into the next 【Aurora Domain】?”

Have to know 【Dusk Society】’s appearance. Usually means a Realm is about to perish. And 【Red King】 personally appearing here. Simply equivalent to 【King Yama】 personally arriving. Just lacked holding the Book of Life and Death one by one giving them early registration… This news if transmitted out. I’m afraid the whole Red Dust 【Main City】 all would fall into chaos.

【Beautiful Youth】 lightly laughed a sound. Towards this only casually answered two words:

Crack——

The 【Walkie-talkie】 in his hand was instantly pinched into fragments!

The voice on the other side of 【Walkie-talkie】. Also in a burst of electric current sound abruptly stopped… The communication between 【Dusk Society】 and 【Red Dust Domain】 ended here.

【First Senior Brother】 at the side helplessly smiled, “【Master】, scaring them like this isn’t too good ba?”

“Yeah, this time that group of painters have to be nervous to death… Estimating have to have several months not sleeping well.” 【Mo Jue】 also catered saying, “If not done well, middle of the night all have to climb up to patrol.”

【Beautiful Youth】 both hands spread. Very innocently opening mouth:

“What does it concern me?”

Along with rain clouds gradually scattering. Dusk shining on top of the Theatrical Stage. Chen Ling also finally clearly saw the other three figures.

【Mo Jue】 instead was same as before. Looking up didn’t have the slightest feature, ordinary and unremarkable;

The person on his left still wearing white clothes. Exactly is the 【First Senior Brother】 playing 【Gao Chong】 just now. Although right now took off makeup. But on the contrary had a kind of clear water generally unworldly intent. A suit of white clothes and tying belt lightly dancing with the wind;

The person on the right had tall and big stature. Yet not bloated. Only standing there then emitting a kind of faint domineering aura. Letting people feel hard to approach;

“【Red Dust Domain】 messing up some also good.” 【Third Senior Brother】 deeply opening mouth, “Their seeing and hearing the more is confused. Our actions then the more is convenient… 【Master】 this move, has quite deep meaning ah.”

“You see, still 【Third Brother】 understands me!” 【Beautiful Youth】 both hands clapped, smiled saying.

【First Senior Brother】 like having thoughts:

“However right now our whereabouts exposed. If again not leaving. A while later all major Realms estimating will send people coming… 【Master】, do we want to 【Fighting】?”

“【Fighting】? 【Fighting】 what 【Fighting】? Have strength no place to use? Injuring Theatrical Stage chairs what to do?”

【Beautiful Youth】 coldly snorted a sound. Large hand waving, “Quickly pack things walk person! Action nimble a bit. One stool all cannot leave behind!”

This sentence once out. The other three people immediately acted up. Proficiently began tearing down Theatrical Stage, collecting props. Several minutes ago perfectly good Theatrical Stage. At this moment just like being swept by violent wind. Rapidly furling up vanishing.

As for 【Beautiful Youth】 himself. Then unhurriedly walked to the side. Toward rocking chair one lying. Then began closing eyes resting spirit.

Everyone all was busy. Only Chen Ling a suit of red clothes alone standing 【Off Stage】, at a loss what to do.

Chen Ling right now still was immersed amidst shock. Feeling everything in front of eyes all had a kind of unreal feeling. Looking at those senior brothers 【On Stage】 proficiently packing things. He also didn’t know should do what. Just like an incompatible outsider.

Just at this time, a figure carrying props. Walking to Chen Ling’s side.

“【Little Junior Brother】.” Gentle voice sounded.

Chen Ling turned head looking. Exactly is the 【Mo Jue】 seen one face before. His gaze looking towards Chen Ling was same as when at 【Stars Chamber of Commerce】. Gentle and tolerant.

“【Mo Jue】 sen…” The last “ior” word still not spoken out. Chen Ling paused, turning to opening mouth,

“Fourth Senior Brother.”

【Mo Jue】’s smile on face increasingly dense. He patted Chen Ling’s shoulder, “【Little Junior Brother】, go help packing the chairs ba.”

Chen Ling blanked a bit. In eyes emitting spirit color. Immediately nodding head:

“Okay.”

Chen Ling immediately moved body. Taking all the two rows of chairs below the Theatrical Stage packed up. Fortunately these chairs all were folded. With his strength. In one breath then could take them easily packed finishing.

Just when he packed to the last chair time. Seeing Li Qingshan as before sitting on top not moving a bit. Expression was somewhat subtle.

“What to do with him?”

“No need to manage him.” A voice from side leisurely transmitted coming. Exactly is the 【Beautiful Youth】 sitting on rocking chair opened mouth, “This kid’s talent is not bad. Right now enlightenment time the longer. Towards his later time the more having benefit… let him stay by himself ba.”

“Not bringing him also back to 【Ancient Vault of the Drama Path】?” Chen Ling was somewhat doubtful. He thought Li Qingshan also received 【Invitation Card】. Explaining 【Ancient Vault of the Drama Path】 also very valued him only then right.

【Beautiful Youth】 glanced at him a glance, faintly said:

“If seeing a good seedling, then accepting as 【Disciple】. Then 【Master】 unavoidably is somewhat too casual… 【Ancient Vault of the Drama Path】. Also cannot accommodate that many people. Not going out of expectation’s words. You exactly are 【Master】’s closed-door 【Disciple】.”

“Let him experience in 【Red Dust】… This to him speaking. Also is a good matter.”

Chen Ling’s eyes flashed past a smear of astonishment. But still nodded head. Not disturbing Li Qingshan. Instead carrying chairs going towards the distance.

“Wait wait!”

【Master】’s voice again sounded.

Chen Ling subconsciously stopped footsteps, turning head looking.

“【Old Six】, how did 【Master】 say?” 【Beautiful Youth】 pointed at Li Qingshan, expression incomparably serious, “One stool all cannot leave behind!”

Chen Ling: …

Chen Ling walked back to Li Qingshan’s side. Silently said a sentence of apology in heart. Then forcefully pulling the chair under him!

Li Qingshan putong falling on bottom sitting on the ground. Looking expression seemingly somewhat dumbfounded. However still didn’t recover spirit over from entering deep meditation state.

At the same time. Other senior brothers also basically packed completely. Respectively carrying a big pile of things. Ready to set off.

【Beautiful Youth】’s gaze swept past all around. Confirming having no things left behind after. Satisfied large hand waving:

“Go home!”

Several people carrying big bags small bags. Straightforwardly walking towards 【Willow Town】’s edge,

Along with the invisible curtain scattering. On the empty wasteland. Only leaving Li Qingshan sitting in a small earth pit. Gradually vanishing amidst field of vision.

Waiting until Chen Ling and others already walked far. Li Qingshan only then like waking from a big dream. Fiercely recovered spirit over!

He like blankly looking at his own palm for a while. Then looked around all around… In eyes surfacing deep doubt.

“Theatrical Stage ne? Such a big Theatrical Stage ne?”

Li Qingshan was dumbfounded. He clearly remembered. Himself just now still was together with Chen Ling watching drama. How in a blink of an eye. Then left himself? Even a chair all didn’t leave behind!

He while shaking head. While staggering standing up from the earth pit. Muttering to himself:

“How is the matter… is it a dream?”

“No, not right…”

Li Qingshan anew stretched hand into pocket. Again taking out time. An 【Invitation Card】 quietly lying in the palm… Seeing this 【Invitation Card】. Li Qingshan’s eyes flashed past a smear of different color.

“【Brother Lin】… We still will meet again.”

Don’t know how long passed. He smiled. Turning body walking towards the opposite direction,

A suit of cyan clothes gradually vanishing amidst misty rain 【Willow Town】…

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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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