I'm not a drama god

Chen Ling walked to the front of the stage and looked closely.

Although he was very close, his reflection did not appear in those mirrors. Instead, they were like some kind of peepholes, reflecting some corridors, rooms, or some rooms full of mechanisms, just like the monitoring rooms in TV dramas.

Here, you can see every corner of this "dark palace".

On the operating table, there was a metal product that looked like a compass. There were a large number of small and delicate metal slides on it. There seemed to be some kind of mechanism inside. Although it was not large in size, it was extremely heavy in the hand.

"Central control panel..." Chen Ling looked at the round panel curiously and moved a slider casually.

At the same time, some of the gears and power rods around him that were originally stationary began to rotate with a roar, as if something was operating in the "Dark Palace"!

When Chen Ling heard a strange noise coming from outside, she immediately walked to the central round hall, and saw something rising rapidly in the "elevator shaft" that led deep into the ground!

Bang-dang——! !

With a loud bang, a gorgeous exhibition stand rose from the ground to the round hall and hovered steadily in the center!

When Chen Ling saw the things on the booth, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This is……"

On the stand, there is a crystal clear glass ball. It seems like there is a star frozen in the ball, shining silently... And right in front of the stand, a string of words is engraved on it:

[Privilege]——When the last three hours countdown begins, the person with this privilege can designate a seat of [Tongtian Star] at any location to descend.

Chen Ling's brows rose slightly.

He first reached out and took the glass ball off, and then played with it carefully in his palm, casually as if he was examining an ordinary toy.

“This privilege is not bad.”

According to the original rules, after the countdown enters the last three hours, seven thrones representing the [Tongtian Star Positions] will randomly descend on various locations in the old district, triggering the final fight... and having this privilege is equivalent to taking the initiative in one of the seats, letting it find you, and turning the fight into "defending the ring" at home.

And now, this [privilege] has fallen into Chen Ling's hands without anyone knowing.

Chen Ling put the glass ball away, looked around the Western Zhou Dynasty, and casually placed his hand on a corner of the booth. Rays of electric light began to wander on its surface!

【Reshape】!

A few seconds later, a round, gray stone ball appeared in his palm... and the inconspicuous corner of the booth was also quietly missing a corner.

"From now on, you are the 'privilege' they are fighting for."

A smile appeared on Chen Ling's lips. He placed the ugly stone ball back on the booth, then swiped his finger across the central control panel, and the entire booth sank into the ground again!

After that, Chen Ling took the central control panel and walked into the six dark arched doors.

Chen Ling finally discovered that the entire "dark palace" was actually a huge secret room with mechanisms, and [privileges] were things hidden deep inside this secret room... These six arched doors, or the Six Palaces of Cleverness mentioned by No. 17, each door represented a different level and danger.

Even though Chen Ling was holding the central control panel and playing a truly cracked version, she couldn't help but be impressed by some of the insidious and ingenious designs.

There are six palaces and six archways. No matter how many people enter, only six people can come out alive...

But there is only one [privilege].

Still fake.

From the moment Chen Ling got the central control panel, this "dark palace" was destined to become a meat grinder full of blood and gore, a huge mouth of the abyss where there was no way out.

Who lives, who dies, who is covered in wounds...

The person standing behind the scenes has the final say.

After walking through the six palaces of Qiaohuang, Chen Ling returned to the round hall at a leisurely pace. His fingertips moved skillfully on the central control panel, restoring all the mechanisms in the "dark palace"!

The flames on the walls went out one after another, darkness swallowed the ground bit by bit, and finally fell into cold darkness.

Chen Ling took out a note from his arms, and the trajectory of fate began to be compiled on it. Lines of text were like an invisible net, which began to draw all the participants around him to the vicinity of the "Dark Palace"!

In the darkness, Chen Ling narrowed his eyes slightly:

"...Please step into the trap."

……

Old district, ground level.

Two thin figures slowly walked across the barren land.

"It's already daybreak... and we haven't found the 'secret palace' yet." Fu Di frowned and said, "Could it be that someone has already got there first?"

"No, the manual states that the appearance of the 'Dark Palace' will be announced to the entire district. There has been no sign of it so far, which means that the 'Dark Palace' has not been discovered by anyone yet."

"But we have almost walked through the surrounding blocks and still haven't found the entrance. When will we find it?"

"...There is still a long time before the final battle begins, so let's take our time to search."

Tu Tian and Fu Di closed their eyes at the same time.

One seemed to be listening to the sound of the wind, and the other seemed to be sensing the breath of the earth. They were like two sculptures, standing still...

In the streets in the distance, several pairs of eyes were staring silently in their direction.

Participating in the fight for [Tongtian Star Position] this time are a large number of members from the official organizations of the five major realms. They have complete intelligence on each other, and they all know which realm and organization has the geniuses, and what their abilities are.

[Tu Tian] and [Fu Di] from the Dragon Striker are undoubtedly the most likely to find the location of the "Dark Palace" among everyone present, so they will naturally attract some people's tracking and attention. After all, no one wants to miss the [privilege].

"Can these two guys do it? We've been following them for hours, why haven't they found the entrance to the 'Dark Palace' yet?"

"I don't know... I've walked almost everywhere from the east to the west of the city."

"Speak softly, be careful they hear us here."

"Huh, do you think they can't sense it?"

"Even if they sense it, so what? We are all the best in various Shinto paths, and our strength is not inferior to theirs. If they really want to fight, then let's compete in advance."

"We agreed that we won't attack each other before we find the 'Secret Palace', otherwise we'll come to settle the score after we get out!"

"Okay, okay, I got it..."

"..."

The whispers of the people in the distance were carried to Tu Tian's ears by the breeze, but he acted as if he didn't hear them and continued to concentrate on looking for the entrance to the "dark palace".

At this moment, a fallen leaf drifted in the wind, swaying silently in a certain direction;

Sensing the sudden change in wind direction, Tu Tian's mind moved, and after opening his eyes, he looked in a certain direction...