I'm not a drama god

Under Wu Yi's guidance, the outline of an underground palace slowly emerged at the end of the abyss.

This palace seems to be a building carved out of some mysterious boulder. It covers a large area and exudes a primitive and mysterious atmosphere inside and outside. Although it is not as meticulously crafted as a human palace, it is like a totem of the earth, giving people an ancient and magnificent sense of impact.

Seeing this underground palace, Chen Ling was a little surprised. It was hard to imagine that such a large palace was dug out by this group of centipedes and scorpions. Even for human craftsmen, it would be extremely difficult to build such an underground palace, right?

"Who built this palace?" Chen Ling couldn't help but ask Wu Yi.

Wu Yi chirped in response to Chen Ling's question:

[The outline of the palace was dug out by you after you ordered the Ghost-ridden Abyss to remove all the disasters. It took many years... The delicate things inside were arranged by you, the king. However, because you change your personality every once in a while, the style inside is a bit... messy? ]

In Chen Ling's mind, there suddenly emerged a scene where the "Mocking Disaster" once stood on a high place, whipping the disasters to build a palace for himself like Qin Shihuang.

They use their subordinates to make art, and force them to do hard labor...

Chaozai, he is indeed a tyrant?

But Wu Yi's response also brought Chen Ling a very important message, that is, Chaozai would change his personality every once in a while.

Chen Ling was not surprised by this. After he freed Chaosai in the Red Dust Realm and allowed another "audience" to go on stage, his body was controlled by the other party for a period of time... The personality of that "Sprayer Chen Ling" was very different from his own, and he had a completely independent personality and thoughts. As he said at the time, whoever stood on this stage would be "Chen Ling".

In other words... whoever stands on this stage will be the next "ridiculous" personality.

Teacher Ye specially taught me about Chao Zai. Chao Zai is a combination of many individuals. Every once in a while, they will fall into internal fighting. After the internal fighting, a "personality" will often appear to control the body. I am one of them...

The only difference between him and other "Chen Ling" is that he has a biography written by the Red King. If the factory settings of other personalities are all default to world-destroying disasters, then his factory setting is the default to "human".

To Chen Ling himself, he is Chen Ling; but in the eyes of these disasters in the abyss, "Chen Ling" is just the personality of their king during this period.

If you put yourself in their shoes, the disasters in the Ghost-ridden Abyss are not easy either. It is said that serving a king is like serving a tiger. Every day when they wake up, they have to face a brand new king. If they don’t serve him well, they will become a work of art on the king’s bedside table in the next second...

No wonder there are so few disasters in the Ghost-mocking Abyss compared to the Forbidden Sea. Anyone who is not strong or has a tough life would probably die.

"Who has the final say in the Ghost-Mocking Abyss while I'm away?" Chen Ling asked again.

[It was decided by several poison masters together, but Master Gecko and Master Toad are lazy, so it is usually decided by Master Centipede, Master Black Snake and Master Scorpion]

"Oh."

Chen Ling was thoughtful.

Wu Yi slowly stopped at the entrance of the palace. Inside was the king's residence. With his current status, he was not qualified to enter. After Chen Ling flipped down lightly, he walked in alone.

The underground palace is indeed large enough that when Chen Ling strolls through it, she feels as if she is in the open air.

He spent several hours touring the place. Just as Wu Yi said, the layout styles of the different areas here were extremely chaotic. Chen Ling saw a black throne that was completely black and made of unknown material, a bloody tower built of disaster skeletons, a human bedroom carved out of stone, and a strange hot spring filled with blood... But seeing all this, Chen Ling was not actually too surprised.

But there are some things that Chen Ling really can't understand.

For example, a museum filled with sexy female human sculptures, a "Legoland" where all items are built with stones of fixed specifications, an outdoor space that reproduces the layout of a human basketball court on a 1:1 basis, but uses human heads as basketballs, and even a pink room with whips, collars, and candles hanging on the walls, and centipede remains all over the floor...

Chen Ling couldn't imagine how weird the "disaster-ridiculing personality" who had opened up these rooms was.

Chen Ling walked around for a long time, and finally decided that only the black throne and the human bedroom were suitable for him to live in. If he looked at other places for a second longer, he would feel uncomfortable...

After confirming that there was no potential danger around, Chen Ling slowly lay down on the bed.

The bed in the bedroom was unexpectedly soft. He stared at the cold stone ceiling above his head, feeling dazed for a moment.

From now on, this is his home...

No longer staying in anyone's home, no longer dependent on any force, everything here belongs only to him... He will not scheme, will not leave, and will remain unchanged forever.

To be honest, the bedroom was neither warm nor comfortable, but Chen Ling was really tired.

He closed his eyes gently on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

……

Outside the palace.

In the deep underground cave, the pupils of the centipede's poisonous head glowed with a strange light. It looked far away in the direction of the palace, wondering what it was thinking.

rustling-

A series of tiny sounds came from the side, and the venomous black snake head crawled out from the ground, with its tongue sticking out, as if asking something:

[Centipede, are you crazy? How dare you block the king's way? Even if you don't want him to come back, you can't show it openly, right? ? ]

The centipede did not respond immediately. Instead, it stared at the palace for a long time before shaking its head.

[…The king is not in a good condition.]

[You mean his human appearance? The king's personality is random. It's not the first time. What could be wrong? ]

[I saw it with my own eyes]

【What? 】

[The man who was also wearing the robe broke into the Ghost Abyss. I saw it clearly when he used four cards to imprison the king's body and stuffed the book into the king's mind... After the book disappeared, the king's aura continued to weaken, and finally disappeared completely...]

[What does that mean? Don't forget that the king is the strongest creature in the world, no one can defeat him! If he comes back now, doesn't that mean that the human in the costume has failed?]

[No, didn’t you notice? The king’s breath was very weak when he came back this time…]

【so what? 】

[So I suspect that the king's energy is weak, not because he has changed his personality and has not yet awakened... but because he is really restricted by the book. His current strength is less than the seventh level. ]