I'm not a theatre god

"He should go back to find Ayan."

The rickshaw was driving on the gravel road. Chen Ling was sitting on the rickshaw with a solemn expression on her face.

He didn't know which link went wrong that made Han Meng suspicious of him so quickly. He even paid for his own money to send him away and asked Chen Yan alone.

But the problem is, all his roads are blocked now.

Even if he goes back to find Chen Yan, let alone whether he can reach his home faster than the law enforcers. Once he leaves the rickshaw, Han Meng will soon know, and it will be difficult to remove his suspicion.

Next, we can only see how Chen Yan responds...

However, Chen Ling had already made a plan in her heart. Once her identity was exposed, she would flee directly from the second area. After all, it would take time for Han Meng to come from the third area.

As for Chen Yan, he is an ordinary person and does not know his identity as a fusion person. He does not even know what a fusion person is... Even if something happens to him, he will not be implicated.

"Brother, you still say you have no money." The man pulling the cart turned around and said, "Even the Han and Meng law enforcement officials reimbursed you for your travel expenses. Your status is not simple."

"Haha, it's really not easy."

Chen Ling's image of Han Meng appeared in her mind, and she felt a bad breath in her chest, and then asked, "How long until we arrive?"

"It's almost there, about ten minutes left."

"Don't be so fast, just run around this street a few more times."

"……ah?"

"You can run if you are told. Anyway, we will pay him according to the kilometers run." Chen Ling sneered, "Don't he have a lot of money? I will spend it for him..."

"Then, did I really run away?"

"Run to a crowded place and let people see you, so they can't keep paying."

"Okay!"

The man just pulled Chen Ling and ran for more than ten laps in the most crowded street in District 2. It was obvious that the man was also very excited. After all, just the extra distance he ran was enough for him to attract customers for two or three days in a row.

When Chen Ling got out of the car, the man grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears, wishing he could give the God of Wealth a kiss on the spot.

Since he was the only one who was "forced to leave" and it would take several hours for Wu Youdong to arrive, Chen Ling could only go to Bingquan Street alone and join the second district law enforcers patrolling there.

As soon as she reached Bingquan Street, Chen Ling frowned.

Yellow police tape almost sealed off the entire street, and the smell of blood still lingered in the air. The low-rise buildings on both sides were empty, with no one around, and only a few scarlet blood stains spattered on the white walls, which was shocking.

Chen Ling bent down and crossed the cordon, with broken stones beneath her feet, as if a ferocious beast had appeared here and slaughtered the entire street.

"This is..." Confusion appeared in Chen Ling's eyes.

Among the ruins in the distance, several figures in black and red uniforms were walking around. When they saw Chen Ling stepping into the cordon, they walked straight forward.

"Are you from the reserve seat from District 3? Why are you here so early?"

Chen Ling handed over his transfer order and put the blame on Han Meng, saying that he was the one who told him to set off as soon as possible.

The law enforcer nodded, "It's good that you came early, but we happen to be short of manpower... My name is Qian Fan, and I am the law enforcer currently in charge of Bingquan Street. You will work with me these two days."

"Okay." Chen Ling paused, "Brother Fan, what exactly happened here?"

"Haven't you heard?"

Qian Fan said in surprise, "The night before yesterday...that is, the day when the gray world met, a calamity ran into the second district and killed half of the people on the street."

Chen Ling was stunned, "The night before yesterday?"

"Yes." Qian Fan nodded, "Didn't Ma Zhong, the law enforcement officer of your third district, tell you? This time the gray world meets, two disasters may have escaped... one is level five and the other is level three.

The one that appears in your third area is only a level five, but it seems not very destructive and causes very few casualties... The level three in our second area, although its level is not high, is really lethal... "

Hearing this, Chen Ling's brain couldn't turn around anymore.

He always thought that the one in his mind was the only disaster that escaped from the gray world... But now another one appeared?

"What about the level three one? Have you caught it?"

"If they were caught, why are so many of us here?" Qian Fan sighed, "After killing the people, the disaster disappeared... However, a law enforcement officer witnessed the direction in which it left. It should be heading towards the back mountain.”

Back mountain...

Chen Ling remembers that Houshan is located between the second and third districts.

"You said these two disasters are also strange... Generally, after a disaster comes and makes a big noise, they will be caught quickly. On the one hand, they are big in size, and on the other hand, they will continue to kill people uncontrollably... …But this time the two disasters disappeared at the same time, just like they disappeared from the world! "

Chen Ling's heart moved, and she asked casually: "I heard that there is a humanoid called... a fusion person?"

"Fusioner..." Qian Fan shook his head, "Do you think it is easy to fuse disaster and human beings? If you want to fuse disaster and survive, you must meet three conditions... First, you must ensure that the Disasters will not kill you. This alone is enough to eliminate 99% of disasters. After all, most disasters are caused by people who have no self-control.

You can say that your ancestors beat it to the brink of death, but the next problem is that you have to make sure that your physique is compatible with it... There is no way to tell about this.

A human being, a disaster, not a species at all. For the two to match, the probability is as slim as picking up a stone and finding that the natural lines on the stone happen to be your name.

Even if you are really lucky and meet the first two conditions, you still have to ensure that after merging with Calamity, you will not be tortured to madness by the other party's will... As far as I know, most fusions are lunatics. And he won’t live for more than a few years. "

Chen Ling asked, "According to you, the probability of a fusion being appearing is close to zero?"

"That's right." Qian Fan nodded, "But I heard that someone in the fusion faction is already researching ways to improve the success rate of fusion... I don't know how far they will go."

Originally, Chen Ling always thought that he was a fusion person, but after hearing Qian Fan's description, he felt that something was not right...

His connection with the "audience" is entirely based on theater, and there does not seem to be a process of integration that he said... although these "audiences" do occasionally drive him crazy.

At the same time, an idea flashed through Chen Ling's mind.

Since I am not a fusion person...

Is it possible that he can also master his own... path to the gods?