I'm not a drama god

The boy's mind went blank.

First, the mysterious revolver suddenly fell out, and then there was the ghost in red clothes in the mirror. This scene, which could scare the protagonist and his family half to death in a horror movie, appeared before the boy's eyes... but... he didn't feel scared at all?

His fear seemed to have been stripped away. At this moment, the pair of bright red eyes that appeared behind him overlapped with the eyes in his mind, as if this person had walked out from the depths of his memory!

In the mirror reflection,

The figure in the robe in the darkness slowly raised his right hand...

For some reason, the boy subconsciously imitated the movements of the figure in the costume and raised his right hand as well.

The figure in the costume clenched his palm, as if holding a non-existent gun, pressing it against his temple...

at the same time,

The muzzle of the revolver in the boy's hand was also pointed at his own temple.

In the hazy darkness, this scene was too strange, as if a figure in a theatrical robe was controlling a puppet, and those ruby-like eyes seemed to have some kind of magic, deep and mysterious.

"Are you... ready?" The ghostly voice sounded again from behind the boy.

The boy didn't understand what was happening, but for some reason, when the muzzle of the revolver was against his temple, he didn't feel any fear in his heart. Instead, he felt an indescribable excitement!

He opened his lips and said something as if possessed by a ghost:

"Ready."

Next second,

Chen Ling pulled the trigger in vain.

The boy also pulled the trigger of his revolver.

puff--

There was a slight sound of a bullet being fired, and the boy felt his eyes go dark before he fell to the ground with a thud.

The fluttering white veil gradually fell to its peaceful rest, and the entire bedroom fell into dead silence once again...

Chen Ling's figure just stood in the darkness, her eyes looking down at the unconscious boy, her whole body motionless, like a real ghost.

That's right.

The boy who bumped into him was Chen Ling's backup plan.

Of course, Chen Ling could avoid a boy running around, but he didn't do that... He just let the child bump into him, and then look into his eyes when he was most unstable and at a loss.

Thought Storms can influence a person's thoughts regardless of distance, and the deeper the impression left on the target, the stronger the thought control. Many residents of the Eternal Realm had seen Chen Ling and left a deep impression, but it was this boy, who had the closest contact with Chen Ling, who had the deepest impression of her.

Because of this, Chen Ling was able to do more than simply enter the other person's mind and create hallucinations and dreams. He could even manipulate their thoughts and influence their actions to a certain extent...

But no matter how powerful the storm of thoughts is, it is just an illusory thought after all. It cannot move a stone or push open the door of the Eternal Palace.

So when the boy was about to hit Chen Ling, Chen Ling had already thought of how to lay this back-up plan in her mind, and at the moment the other party hit her, she used the scarlet trick to hide the Yesterday's Revolver, which was loaded with a small part of Chen Ling's memory, in the boy's arms.

It would be best if Chen Ling could leave safely, as he could cancel Yesterday's Revolver with just a thought. But if he couldn't leave, he could also use the Thought Storm and Yesterday's Revolver to create a "chess piece" among the people of the Eternal Realm.

A chess piece that Wuji Jun would never notice or be wary of.

rustle--

The boy who fainted on the ground gently opened his eyes. Those eyes were no longer as naive and reckless as before, but instead shrouded in a maturity and depth that was not suitable for his age...

He supported his body with his hands and slowly stood up from the ground, looking at Chen Ling who was standing quietly in front of him.

"...What can I do to help you?" the boy asked.

Chen Ling's mastery of yesterday's revolver has far surpassed that of before. This time, he did not inject a complete memory into the boy's mind, but chose many slices to ensure that while the boy could understand him, he himself would not fall into confusion about "who I am".

With some of Chen Ling's memories, the boy naturally grew up a lot. He also knew that Chen Ling was not a bad person... He even began to admire Chen Ling.

This is the effect Chen Ling wants.

A reckless and unreliable kid cannot be his pawn. He kept Yesterday's Revolver just to complete the "transformation" of this kid.

"It's very simple." Chen Ling replied calmly, "I can get out just by pushing open the door of the Eternal Palace."

Chen Ling must escape from the Eternal Palace. No matter how good it is, it is still a cage. If she stays there for too long, the audience's expectations will inevitably drop to a low point... Even if Chen Ling can barely compete with the audience now, if the audience's expectations are too low, she will still be ridiculed.

Once the disaster comes out, it will not be so easy to turn it back. Now is the critical period to reverse the times and restart the world. Chen Ling cannot take this risk in any way.

The boy thought for a moment:

"But there are knights guarding the area, and I'm just a child."

"I will assist you."

"What about Wuji Jun? Even if I open the door to the Eternal Palace, he will notice it immediately, right? Then we will both be doomed."

Chen Ling smiled slightly.

Under the dim starlight, he gently squatted down and looked into the boy's eyes:

"Can you play chess?"

"Does Gomoku count?"

"Yes, of course." Chen Ling answered as a matter of course.

"But what does this have to do with Wuji Jun?"

"Next... the two of us will play a game of chess with Wuji Jun." Chen Ling looked out the window leisurely. "The name of this game is 'Psychology'."

……

"Lord Wuji..."

"You mean, behind the Ghostly Abyss, there's a chaotic space?"

Several knight commanders half-knelt on the obsidian ground, and were all extremely surprised after hearing what Wuji Jun said.

"That's right." Wuji Jun sat on a black throne, the black crown placed beside him, his brows slightly furrowed. "And I don't know if it's my imagination... but I smelled a hint of the Red Star's scent in there."

Several knight commanders looked at each other.

"Why is there such a place behind the Ghostly Abyss?"

"Yeah...and it's related to Akahoshi?"

As the few people were whispering, one of the knights suddenly thought of something:

"The calamity of the Ghostly Mock Abyss is so powerful, and the Mock Calamity has become the king of all-destructive calamities... Could it be related to that chaotic area?"

As soon as these words came out, the knights around were stunned and looked at him.

The knight scratched his head:

"Um...somehow, it just suddenly occurred to me...I just said it casually."