I Am Not the God of Drama

Plan

Chen Ling held the revolver in his hand, giving it a gentle shake, and the cylinder used to load bullets popped out from one side.

At this time, the cylinder was empty, and what needed to be stuffed inside was not regular bullets, but the lives of "yesterday"... Chen Ling walked straight to the four people and stopped in his tracks.

"To think that in the end, it would actually be the Dusk Society to rescue us." One of them looked at Chen Ling, smiling helplessly. "Six of Hearts Chen Ling, I've heard your name a long time ago."

There was not the slightest intention to offend in his tone, and the gaze he looked at Chen Ling with was also very sincere.

"You are...?"

"Han Liang, or rather, this is the name in my memory right now." He paused for a moment. "However, I should be from the Hanging Jade Domain, I am the Lord of the Esoteric Sect."

"So you are Tian Huai." Chen Ling nodded thoughtfully.

"You know me?"

"I know your younger brother, the Young Sect Leader of the Esoteric Sect." Chen Ling didn't mention Huai Meng's name. After all, at this time in Tian Huai's memory, his name had already been replaced by another Character, but the identity shouldn't be confused.

Hearing this sentence, his face instantly became serious. He looked at Chen Ling's eyes anxiously,

"You know my younger brother? How is he now?"

"As for the Young Sect Leader... When we returned to the Tianshu Domain just now, we heard news about them." Sun Bumian was thoughtful. "It seems their group is also heading here under the arrangements of the Tower to Heaven... I don't know if they have arrived yet."

The person carrying Tian Huai's memory frowned tightly, his gaze looking into the distance full of worry...

"This idiot..."

"Do you have a way to swap our memories back?" Another person asked.

"Yes... and no."

Chen Ling looked down at the illusory revolver in his hand. "With my current Rank, I can't achieve a complete replacement of 'yesterday', I can only swap back some fragments... Therefore, I need the most unforgettable experience from your past, and drive them into the minds of the corresponding Proxies."

[Yesterday's Revolver] was a Rank 8 Skill. Its upper limit was too high, simply not something the current Chen Ling could control... Just as he said, "swapping fragments" was the limit of what could be achieved right now.

As for Jiang Xiaohua, his ability essentially allowed both parties to enter each other's memories, not a forced "replacement". So wanting to imitate the situation of Chen Ling and Fang Liangye, it would require the four Judgment Proxies to lie down obediently and willingly enter each other's memories with these four people in front of them.

But obviously, the current four Judgment Proxies couldn't possibly cooperate with them.

"Memory fragments huh... That should also be enough." Another person nodded slightly. "Although I don't know why, starting from a few hours ago, the Silver King seems to have stopped continuously stealing our 'doubts'. Presumably, the current four Proxies are also like this. As long as the fragmented memories are driven into their minds, they will fall into confusion themselves."

"And then let Clubs pull the strings, thoroughly fusing your and their memories, perfect!" Jian Changsheng clapped his hands, having already thought of the combat strategy.

"Perhaps, our movements should be a bit faster..." The person possessing Tian Huai's memory suddenly spoke.

The crowd was slightly startled. Almost simultaneously, a loud bang came from afar.

Buzz——

The surrounding earth rapidly cracked apart. Massive amounts of vines rose from underground, intertwining in midair, gradually evolving into a giant beast that blotted out the sky and sun.

Hundreds and thousands of fine vines extended in all directions like tentacles. Densely packed eyes grew on each vine, perceiving every surrounding corner with almost no blind spots...

"It's our Path of the Yellow Earth's Dao Foundation Secret Treasure, [Grasp of Evolution]." The farmer's memory possessor's face was incomparably grave. "This thing will grow boundlessly, and will continuously evolve in a certain direction according to the sower's needs... It seems the sower is aiming for the direction of 'absolute vision'."

Sun Bumian clicked his tongue. "Are they flying into a rage out of humiliation because they can't catch the Dusk Society members..."

"If this goes on, not only the Dusk Society members, our position will also be exposed very quickly... Time is running out." Chen Ling activated [Yesterday's Revolver], the illusory phantom of the gun in his hand becoming increasingly solid. "I need everyone to meditate on that most unforgettable memory... Leave the rest to me."

The four people didn't have the slightest hesitation, immediately closing their eyes, a segment of "yesterday" rapidly brewing in their minds.

Meanwhile, Chen Ling turned his head to look at Han Meng.

"I still need a while here... During this time, could I trouble you to make a trip?"

"What's the matter?"

"I need you to go rescue someone."

Han Meng's eyes narrowed slightly...

...

Buzz——!!

Rumbles came from afar. Near the abandoned factory, bursts of terrified shouts sounded one after another.

Vines broke through the soil one by one from the surroundings. Bizarre green pupils, like the gazes of demons, inched their way across the Wuji residents who had been evacuated here. The entire Realm seemed to have already become a monster's paradise, and the living area left for humans was continuously being compressed.

Bang——!

A burning General's Banner descended from the sky, directly blasting the few vines closest to the crowd into pieces.

Tu Tian's figure followed closely behind like a cannonball, heavily trampling the earth. He backhandedly pulled out the long pole of the banner and swept it across again, a wall of burning fire turning the squirming vine remnants all over the ground into ashes.

"What disgusting things..." Tu Tian frowned looking at the steady stream of vine tentacles around him, feeling incomparably disgusted.

"The Dusk Society seems to have fallen into a predicament. If this situation continues, our side will also fall." Li Shengmen walked to his side. "In the final analysis, we are still too weak... Right now, apart from weeding, we can't help with anything else."

"How is the construction of the 'bridge' going?"

"Almost done, probably needs another five or six minutes."

"Too slow." Tu Tian coldly snorted. "Can't this bunch from the Path of the Artisan research something more convenient?"

"The 'bridge' connects space. Once the 'bridge' is constructed, these hundreds of thousands of people can cross fifty kilometers through it... The Tower to Heaven has already constructed a temporary Realm in the Gray World forty-five kilometers away. As long as they get there, the public will be temporarily safe. Subsequently, there will be Realm trains continuously transferring them to the Tianshu Domain." Li Shengmen glanced at Tu Tian,

"This thing is the painstaking effort of who knows how many skilled artisans' research. In order to keep the lives of these hundreds of thousands of people, the Tower to Heaven is already going crazy with busyness... You saying these things now is somewhat like a back-seat driver."

Tu Tian didn't say anything more, merely backhandedly flicking the banner out again, blasting a few vine tentacles into pieces.

"Not good!!"

The figure of The Assassin Cui Ran suddenly surfaced from the nothingness.

"Cui Ran, why are you making such a fuss?" Li Shengmen was frightened quite a bit by him.

Cui Ran didn't have time to care about Li Shengmen, speaking directly, "To the east, there's a Judgment Proxy heading this way."