I'm not a theatre god

"……Have a meal?"

Jian Changsheng thought to himself, this Red King is indeed a very particular person. He is in the gray world, and there is a destroyer sitting next to him, but he can still eat on time...

However, Jian Changsheng himself had actually been hungry for a long time, but the current situation was special, so he didn't say anything. He took advantage of the situation and sat down on the bench next to the Red King. Just as he was about to take the chopsticks, the master's voice sounded:

"You, change places with him."

Jian Changsheng's outstretched hand paused in mid-air, then silently retracted it, looked at "Chen Ling", and sat back on the other side.

"Chen Ling" frowned and looked at the master and the plate of dishes that appeared out of nowhere, as if he was wondering if there was any trap... But after hesitating for a moment, he still snorted and sat down next to the master confidently.

The moment he sat down, the surrounding scene gradually changed. On the originally dark land, familiar walls rose up, and a house folded out of thin air, covering all three of them... The original open-air environment, It suddenly turned into an indoor restaurant full of life.

Jian Changsheng was very curious about this scene, but "Chen Ling" was suddenly stunned when she saw the familiar environment around her.

This is the home of Third Senior Brother Wen Renyou.

"Chen Ling" frowned and stared at the master, wondering what this guy was planning.

"Let's eat." The master picked up the bowl naturally and said calmly, "There is still rice in the kitchen, not enough to serve myself."

"Thank you, senior!" Jian Changsheng was in awe.

at the same time,

In the auditorium of the theater,

A confused figure shrouded in darkness. Seeing the scenes in the performance, the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger. While other audience members around him were impatient because the plot was boring, he was the only one who sat there in a daze, with all his heart and soul. Get involved…

It was as if he himself was the protagonist on the stage.

…

While hesitating, "Chen Ling" tentatively raised her chopsticks and took a bite of food.

There are no lethal toxins, nor are they too unpalatable, just like the daily meals in ordinary people's homes, ordinary... "Chen Ling" saw that Jian Changsheng opposite had begun to inhale the food, and most of the suspicion in his heart disappeared immediately. .

On the gray land covered with white frost, the cold wind whimpered, and three figures just sat in the room, enjoying a table of steaming home-cooked meals.

The atmosphere fell into a strange harmony.

[Audience Expectation Value -1]

"Chen Ling's" expression suddenly froze.

At this time, the "audience" seemed to have gradually lost interest in this new "protagonist". He did not bring any emotional value, nor could he raise anyone's expectations. The story did not change because of his existence. Be interesting.

He was not recognized by anyone, whether it was the master, Jian Changsheng, or the audience in the theater.

"Eat more food."

With an expressionless expression, the chef flicked his sleeves and produced three steaks from nowhere and placed them in front of the three of them one after another.

What the chef sees in front of him is about medium rare, fresh and tender in color, and the meat is fragrant;

In front of "Chen Ling" was a piece of steak that was fully cooked and even a little too old to chew;

Jian Changsheng looked at the raw steak in front of him that had not been processed at all and was still stained with blood, with a confused look on his face.

"Senior Red King...why am I unfamiliar with this area?" Jian Changsheng asked blankly.

The master sneered and said with a strange air:

"Because it's tender."

"Then why is my piece fully cooked?" "Chen Ling" looked disgusted.

"It doesn't matter, it can act tender."

"Chen Ling":......

Jian Changsheng:......

Jian Changsheng finally figured it out. Even now, he still hasn't been able to turn around the story of scolding the Red King for being a brat... He scratched his head in embarrassment and continued to eat silently.

boom--! !

"Chen Ling" punched the table one after another, shattering the table and all the dishes on it. He had lost all patience and glared at the master with a pair of eyes.

"Old guy! I don't have time to play house with you here! Untie the shackles for me now!!"

The audience's expectations continue to fall, and "Chen Ling" is extremely anxious. If he wants to regain his expectations, he must regain all his strength, and then go crazy to stir up disputes... But a pair of white paper shackles will remove everything from him. It's blocked.

The master looked at the mess on the ground with a very calm expression, as if he had been mentally prepared for this...

"You're too impatient."

"Impatiful? You don't understand anything!!"

"This is the gap between you and Lao Liu." The master glanced at him lightly, "He is a natural actor and a natural director, and you... you are just an imitator full of negative emotions and poor acting skills. Self-righteous "audience".

"Chen Ling"'s fists clenched tighter and tighter, and the world-destroying pressure was released with anger, shaking the houses in the gray world to the point of collapse.

"Stop talking nonsense...don't waste time here! Open the shackles for me quickly!!"

Seeing this, the master just sighed helplessly, waved his hand and collected the mess on the ground and the house into the CD, "Let's go, we are almost there."

"Where is the place you mentioned?"

"Over there."

The master raised his sleeves and pointed his fingertips to the end of the dim ocean in the distance, "the deepest part of the forbidden sea."

Jian Changsheng was stunned for a moment and his eyes widened in astonishment.

"Wait! You mean... we want to break into the deepest part of the Forbidden Sea? Isn't that the lair of another Annihilation? Can it let us in?"

"The Forbidden Sea..." "Chen Ling" narrowed his eyes slightly.

He turned his head to look at his master and said coldly, "As long as we get there, will you promise to help me remove the shackles?"

"I have sworn in the name of Shinto."

"Okay."

"Chen Ling" snorted coldly and headed towards the Forbidden Sea.

The snow-like waves rushed onto the reefs layer by layer, and the freezing wind from the extremely cold swept over the sea, condensing everything into frost. The lead-gray clouds in the distance were like mountains, suspended above the sea, oppressive and deadly.

The red robe slowly stopped at the edge of the Forbidden Sea.

"Hey, didn't you hear what Senior Red King said? Now the Forbidden Sea is the largest disaster territory in the entire Gray World... What's the difference between us going in so brazenly and robbing a house?" Jian Changsheng couldn't help but speak.

"The largest disaster territory?" "Chen Ling" sneered.

He waved his hand and a big red paper umbrella fell lightly in his palm. Although there was no power to disperse, the next moment, the aura of the abyss of ghost ridicule was like a torch rising from the edge of the sea!

The man in the red robe stepped on the sea without fear. The terrifying pressure first split the sea water to both sides and stepped into the air.

The second half of the sentence sounded faintly from under the big red paper umbrella:

"Just a bunch of chickens and dogs."