I'm not a theatre god

On the lonely and deserted street, the assassin lowered his head and walked forward in silence.

He did not look back at the two young demons, and he knew that they would not take the initiative to catch up. At this moment, his mood was very complicated... Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng, and Sun Bumian brought him a series of "injuries". It is estimated that only by killing more than a dozen ordinary participants can he regain some confidence.

Just as he racked his brains to recall his previous hard training and reflect on whether he was lazy, a figure in a fluorescent robe came slowly from the opposite side.

It was a referee with "06" written on his chest. He just glanced at the assassin lightly, then retracted his gaze and walked straight forward.

The assassin naturally had no other reaction and walked forward on his own...

The two passed each other quietly.

...

At the same time.

"Huh..."

The exhausted Jian Changsheng slowly sat on the side of the road and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"How is it? I saved your life, so we are even, right?" Sun Bumian bent down and smiled at Jian Changsheng's eyes.

"You..."

Although Jian Changsheng's anger had indeed subsided, he inexplicably wanted to punch him when he saw that smiling face... Perhaps it was because this guy's smile was too annoying, Jian Changsheng found it difficult to remain calm.

"Who is even with you?" Jian Changsheng gritted his teeth and said, "You saved me this time, which can only offset the grudge of causing me to almost die in the hands of the Dragon Twister last time... But the kick in the Gray Realm has not been settled yet!"

Sun Bumian was a little helpless, he spread his hands,

"What do you want? Let's fight again now?"

"Now...not now." Jian Changsheng waved his hands weakly, "Fight next time, this grudge will be owed first."

"..."

Sun Bumian seemed to remember something, and conjured up the four strings of candied haws just now, and grabbed them in his palm, "By the way, I made them for you...don't waste them."

"No, where did you hide these four strings of candied haws?" Jian Changsheng couldn't help but complain.

"Hehe, it's normal for a god of drama to transform into something small."

Sun Bumian's eyes narrowed into two slits with a smile.

Jian Changsheng looked at him and the four strings of candied haws in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he took it.

Jian Changsheng's consumption was indeed not small after being in the field for so long. It would be best if he could replenish some energy.

Jian Changsheng took a bite of the candied haws and thought it tasted really good. After finishing one string, he left one for himself and gave the other two to Sun Bumian:

"Don't just watch me eat. If you turn into a candied haws, you should eat two too."

Hearing this, Sun Bumian's face suddenly turned pale. After looking at the two strings of bright red candied haws strangely, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly...

"——Ugh!!"

He turned his head and retched.

Jian Changsheng: ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Not buddy, what do you mean? !

Is this candied haws of yours a real candied haws? Huh? ! !

Seeing Sun Bumian's reaction, Jian Changsheng felt that the candied haws in his hand suddenly lost its fragrance. It was not right to eat it or not to eat it...

Just as he was struggling, a figure as conspicuous as a firefly came from a distance.

"...Referee?"

Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian, who was retching, looked at the man at the same time, without any reaction.

In the battle for the old district, referees can often be seen. They will not interfere in the battle, but will only make some records and notify the medical team to collect the bodies...so the two did not think much about it.

Until they found that the referee was actually walking straight towards them, and their hearts were lifted for a while.

"What's going on? We didn't break the rules, did we?"

Jian Changsheng was at a loss. He suddenly glanced at the candied haws in his hand, turned his head and asked Sun Bumian, asking for some reason, "Did you put stimulants in it?"

"? What nonsense are you talking about?"

In the puzzled eyes of the two, the referee slowly stood in front of them.

He first stared at Sun Bumian for a long time, then turned his head to look at Jian Changsheng. I don't know if it was Xiao Jian's illusion, he seemed to see "disdain", "resentment", and a trace of "murderous intent" in the eyes of this referee...

The referee raised his hand and patted Jian Changsheng on the shoulder,

"You did a good job, kid."

Jian Changsheng:?

After saying this, the referee ignored the two and continued to walk forward, and the firefly-like robe gradually disappeared from the sight of the two.

"Why is this referee so weird?" Sun Bumian's eyes were full of confusion.

On the other hand, Jian Changsheng beside him went from being at a loss to being sluggish. His pupils shrank slightly, revealing an expression of seeing a ghost!

"He... he he he he... he actually..."

"What?" Sun Bumian was puzzled.

"He he he..." Jian Changsheng stuttered, and finally organized his words and dropped a bombshell,

"He is the 6 of Hearts!!!"

...

Not bad, this kid is not stupid.

As Chen Ling walked away, he secretly calculated in his heart.

After getting rid of referee No. 6 and replacing his identity, Chen Ling scratched the face of the original referee with a knife, then threw it to the side of the road and notified the medical team to come and collect the body.

With a mutilated face, the medical team could not confirm the identity in a short time. They probably only thought that this was some unlucky participant. When they repaired the flesh and blood on the face and reported to the higher authorities, the competition should be over...

However, it doesn't matter if his behavior is discovered. After all, the manual says "no matter what means are used", he will not be punished for it. The reason why Chen Ling blurred the referee's face and delayed his exposure is because he still needs to use this identity of the referee to do something bigger.

As for Jian Changsheng... Although Chen Ling is full of resentment towards him, it is not the time to take revenge at this point.

After implicitly hinting at his current identity, it is good for him, Sun Bumian, and himself... At least it avoids the situation of infighting among the three 6-character generations.

A flash of aurora flashed in the depths of Chen Ling's eyes, and then a voice sounded from the intercom:

"Zizizizizi..."

"It has been almost ten hours since the competition began. What is the situation now?"

"Currently, forty-six people have died and eliminated. These people were killed by a few specific people. Most of them are still hiding their strength and hiding in the dark."

"The progress is a bit too slow... They need to be stimulated."

"Has anyone found the 'Dark Palace'?"

"Not yet. Do we need to manually release the 'Dark Palace' in advance?"

"It's too early to release it now... Let's wait for another two hours."

Hearing this, Chen Ling's eyes narrowed!

He pinched his fingertips in the void, and the intercom signal that he intercepted from mid-air was tampered with in an instant, and it was interrupted for a moment before reaching the intercoms of other referees!

"Zizizizizi..."

"Director, Director? Is the signal on your end not so good?"

"Zizizizizi... It's OK, it should be fine now." The director's voice sounded again in the intercoms of all the referees, "I said, it's too early to release it now, we have to wait a while... But before that, it's best to send someone to confirm the layout of the 'dark palace' to avoid any accidents."

"Okay Director, who should I send?"

"Let's send... No. 6."

Chen Ling held the intercom in her hand, with a slight smile on her face.