I'm not a drama god

After witnessing the "enemy" between Hearts and Spades, Sun Bumian panicked. He subconsciously took a half step back... Jian Changsheng's evaluation of Chen Ling unconsciously emerged in his mind:

"Insidious, cunning, heartless, cruel, crazy, likes to deceive people, likes to play with other people's feelings, and builds his own happiness on the pain of others..."

The veins on Sun Bumian's forehead jumped for the first time.

Chen Ling stood in front of him, staring at the face wearing small round sunglasses, frowning slightly...

"Have I seen you somewhere?"

This was the first time Chen Ling saw Sun Bumian up close, but the moment he saw that face, a sense of familiarity surged in his heart.

Sun Bumian thought of many possibilities, such as Chen Ling drawing his sword without saying a word, or throwing himself to the ground like Jian Changsheng did. After all, under Jian Changsheng's words, the evil Chen had been completely demonized, and it seemed not surprising that such a madman would do anything against his conscience.

But he didn't expect that the first words Chen Ling said to him were so normal... or relatively normal.

"...No." Sun Bumian shook his head, "I don't remember having any intersection with him."

“…I remember now.”

Chen Ling thought for a moment and then remembered where the familiar feeling came from. He had seen a photo of Xiao Chunping in the archives of the times, which showed him and a young lion dancer. Although the boy was dressed completely differently from Sun Bumian, his sunglasses and facial features were almost identical!

He looked at Sun Bumian with surprise in his eyes... You know, that photo was taken more than three hundred years ago. How could he meet someone who looks exactly like the one in the photo in this era?

unless……

"You also have archived records of the times?" Chen Ling proposed the most likely scenario.

"Time Archive? What is that?"

“It’s this USB flash drive.”

Seeing the USB flash drive that Chen Ling took out, Sun Bumian shook his head and said, "I have never seen such a thing..."

Chen Ling also realized that the starting point of all time archives is the same, which is the moment when the red star passes over the earth. But the photo of Xiao Chunping and the lion dance boy was taken in 2020. Even if the time archive is used to go back, it will not reach that time point.

"Then you can time travel?" Chen Ling frowned more and more.

"Or... do you know Xiao Chunping?"

……

Under the dark palace.

Behind a dark door.

A beggar, with his head lowered, quickly followed a group of participants who were moving forward cautiously. His pair of bright eyes, like clear glass, secretly observed Xi Zhou.

He is a folk master of the Divine Way and the first person to find the entrance to the Dark Palace...

But in addition to this, he has an extremely secret identity.

He silently changed direction and walked to another figure following the crowd. After looking around and seeing that there was no one around, he silently grasped the corner of that person's clothes.

The man frowned and stopped.

"7 of Hearts, what are you doing?" The man waited until the crowd had gone away, then lowered his voice in the darkness and said, "Didn't we say that we should pretend that we don't know each other this time?"

"…No, Meihua, I don't think something is right!"

The beggar hesitated for a moment, then spoke, "When I was choosing the door just now, I did a divination, and it seems that all six of these doors are dead doors?!"

The 7 of Clubs frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Every door is a dangerous place. If it was designed by the Tower of Babel, this secret palace shouldn't be so dangerous, right?"

"Isn't that normal?" The Seven of Clubs didn't care. "This secret palace was originally meant to speed up the fight. If it's not dangerous, how can we reduce the number of people as quickly as possible?"

"But the hexagram also shows that... there are villains around us!"

"Little man?"

"Say yes, there's the risk of being backstabbed."

The beggar scratched his head. "I thought that we would definitely not stab each other in the back... Then who else could do this besides us? We are not familiar with the others."

The Seven of Clubs lowered his head, lost in thought.

"Could it be that there are other Huang...other of our people mixed in this team? They didn't recognize each other's identities and accidentally hurt each other?"

"We have been members of the club for a while now, and the other members have all recognized us. There are only a few people who are old enough to participate in this competition, and they are not among them!"

“Could it be the younger generation?”

"The 6th generation? We really don't have much in common." The beggar thought for a moment, "But I heard Lao Chu mention it before. Those guys are not very old. Even if they are gifted, they can't threaten us, right?"

"That's right... Speaking of which, you knew that these six doors were all dead ends, so why did you come in?"

"It may be a dead end for ordinary people, but I can tell good and bad luck, so it's not like there is no way out... Besides, don't I have to remind you?" The beggar patted his shoulder, "I owed you a favor last time, and now I'm done with it!"

The Seven of Clubs snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Just as the two were talking, a sudden scream came from the front!

I saw that a huge gap had appeared on the originally flat road. With the sound of machinery running wildly, the scorching blue blades overlapped each other to form a meat grinder-like device, which immediately cut the two participants in the front into two pieces!

This sudden change startled everyone. They subconsciously wanted to turn back and run, but found that the passage they had come from had disappeared...

Instead, there are three deep pits that are just deep enough to avoid being cut by the blade.

At this moment, there are three signs above these three deep pits: "This pit can accommodate up to 3 people", "This pit can accommodate up to 2 people" and "This pit can accommodate up to 1 person".

In front is the sharp blade killing zone forged by the Tower of Babel, and in the back is a safe area that can only accommodate six people. But at this moment, there are ten Westerners who have chosen this corridor!

At this moment, all participants understood the intention of the "referee" in setting this level. They released their own divine ways in the narrow space without hesitation, showing their killing moves to the participants closest to them!

The same scene was also happening in the other five channels. Although each channel faced different difficulties, the fighting between them broke out at the same time!

The roar and the falling of bodies slowly kicked off the fight for the "Dark Palace"...

And the mastermind behind all this has not yet intervened.

Inside the round hall.

When he heard these two questions, a strange light flashed in the depths of Sun Bumian's eyes.

He calmly pushed down the small round sunglasses on his nose, used the lenses to cover his eyes, and then spread his hands:

"I don't know what you're talking about... Heart 6 Chen Ling, right? Did you recognize the wrong person?"