I'm not a drama god

Chen Ling pondered for a long time, then turned around and sat down at the desk.

He used the kerosene lamp to press down the corners of the paper on the table, then picked up the feather pen at hand and, with the help of the flickering flame, began to write on the paper bit by bit.

"I'm Chen Ling."

"When you see this, please read everything below carefully and review your memory."

"If the records below are inconsistent with your memories, or if there are omissions, it means that the Silver King is tampering with your memories... Remember, everything is subject to the contents recorded on the paper."

"I am Chen Ling, a time traveler, and the Red Six of the Dusk Society. Inside me is a group of spectators who are always seeking excitement. They are the world-destroying disaster known as 'Mockery'..."

"It was thundering and raining the night I was born. I returned home and scared my parents and Ayan... Ayan is Chen Yan, my younger brother. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be here today..."

"..."

The flame of the kerosene lamp flickered as Chen Ling wrote quietly for a long time.

From Chen Yan, to Chu Muyun, Bai Ye, Han Meng, and then to Jian Changsheng, Sun Bumian, Jiang Xiaohua... He wrote down all the important people and things he could think of now on this piece of paper.

This was the method that Wen Shilin had taught him when they were in Aurora City. Although he didn't know if the Silver King would steal memories, it would always be a good idea to keep a hand. This way, even if the Silver King stole a certain memory, he would have a chance to detect it.

Time passed by minute by minute, and when Chen Ling finished writing the last sentence, it was already pitch dark outside the window.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Chen, the dinner is about to begin." The maid's voice sounded immediately.

"I see."

Chen Ling stood up and glanced across the room. After hesitating for a moment, she did not hide the paper in the room. Instead, she folded it into a small piece and stuffed it into the interlayer of her robe.

The maid will clean the room regularly, and if you stay here, you are likely to be discovered... The only way to be safe is to keep it with you at all times.

Moreover, the position of Chen Ling's plug was very clever. It was completely invisible from the outside, but every time he put on or took off his robe, he could feel the edge of the paper sliding across his skin. In this way, even if the Silver King stole all his memories, as long as he took off his robe, he would still be able to detect its existence at the first moment.

Chen Ling adjusted her robe again in front of the mirror and then pushed the door open to leave.

Perhaps because of the dinner party, the church was now much more lively than when Chen Ling first arrived. Maids carried wine and dishes and walked through the corridors. There were two maids waiting at the door to open the door for guests entering the church.

Chen Ling was about to head directly to the venue, but her peripheral vision caught sight of the main entrance and she suddenly paused...

A figure came into his sight.

In the rainy night, a figure wearing a law enforcement officer's windbreaker slowly walked up the stairs.

Her long red hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and eight silver lines flickered slightly on the hem of her windbreaker. On her chest, there was a mysterious brass ornament that made a slight sound.

As she arrived, the two maids at the door bowed respectfully at the same time:

"Master Hongxiu."

is her……

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

The former chief of law enforcement officers of the Aurora Realm, the leader of the [Ashura] path, the first person under demigod... Hongxiu.

In the Gray Realm, Chen Ling saw Hong Xiu breaking through the Forbidden Sea and leading the Judgment Agents to the Wuji Realm... If he remembered correctly, this person should be the leader of the five Judgment Agents sent by the Human Realm.

These five judges were all super fighters from various realms. Their initial goal was to reach the Wuji realm and execute the unconscious and incapable Wuji Jun. But then Chen Ling heard the news that they had betrayed the human realm...

Now it seems that their betrayal may be related to the Silver King.

Almost at the same time when Chen Ling looked at Hongxiu, the latter noticed it keenly, and her sharp eyes instantly locked onto Chen Ling.

The next moment, an eighth-level sense of oppression emanated from her eyes. Although she did not deliberately exert pressure, Chen Ling could also feel a ray of terrifying murderous intent belonging to [Ashura], which was scanning herself.

So strong...

Compared with Hongxiu, Jian Changsheng's Shura murderous intent seems immature and childish.

Hongxiu glanced at Chen Ling, then looked away, walked past him expressionlessly, and walked into the venue.

She doesn't know me?

This doubt flashed through Chen Ling's mind, but when he thought about it carefully, Hongxiu and he really didn't have much interaction. Maybe she simply didn't want to pay attention to him, or maybe she had simply forgotten her face.

Chen Ling followed Hongxiu into the banquet venue.

There were already quite a few people at the banquet venue. Chen Ling looked around and saw that the five judgement agents that she had met in the Gray Realm had almost all arrived. In addition, there were a few completely unfamiliar figures. While Chen Ling was looking at them, they were also looking at Chen Ling...

When Chen Ling's eyes fell on the familiar figure in hemp clothes at the other side of the dinner, surprise flashed in her eyes.

It was normal that Ying Fu was back, after all, he had to attend the dinner... But what shocked Chen Ling was that his rank had jumped from the third level to the seventh level!

What did he do in just one afternoon?

All Chen Ling could think of was that he had subdued a minister of the same seventh rank. But this was the Wuji Realm, the territory of the Silver King. How on earth did he do it?

"Where did you go this afternoon?" Chen Ling walked up to him and asked.

"…I received a gift." Ying Fu did not hide it, "By the way, I settled Ah Qian down."

Chen Ling said, "Oh!", guessing the cause and effect of the matter, and said calmly,

"The Silver King actually gave you such a big gift. We have a good relationship."

Ying Fu seemed to have heard the hidden meaning in Chen Ling's words. He looked into his eyes and answered slowly:

"I am different from you. The higher my rank, the more beneficial it will be to the Wuji Realm... Besides, Ah Qian is still in the Wuji Realm."

If Ying Fu's previous words only gave Chen Ling a vague signal, then this conversation between the two could be considered straightforward, and Chen Ling understood what he meant instantly.

Chen Ling nodded slightly and was about to say something when a voice came from the side:

"You are the two that the king brought back this time, right?"

Chen Ling and Ying Fu turned around at the same time, only to see a young figure wearing a crimson baseball cap, holding a glass of red wine, walking towards them with a smile.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Chi Tong, the thief saint of the fire usurpers." He paused for a moment, his eyes narrowed into a long arc.

"I heard that...the two of you took away a thief saint each?"