I'm not a drama god

That night, the ancient site of Xidao was brightly lit.

The aroma of food wafted through the air, and faint laughter drifted from under the eaves where colorful flags fluttered.

Whether it was guilt, responsibility, or regret, Chen Ling briefly put everything aside, as if she had returned to the grasslands of the Five Dynasties world, chatting and eating to her heart's content at her senior brothers' homes, carefree and without a worry in the world.

After they finished serving the last dish and stopped Wenren You from continuing to cook, the feast that had left everyone stuffed finally came to a break.

"Third brother, there's way too much food. We really can't finish it all..." Mo Jiao said, both amused and exasperated.

"It's not too much; this is the usual amount of food."

"That's true... When the fifth brother was around, he ate more by himself than all of us combined."

"But at this time, the fifth child probably hasn't even been born yet, right?"

"Ugh……"

"With the fifth brother gone, this ancient collection is rather deserted."

After these words were spoken, everyone at the table fell silent.

Chen Ling slowly placed the chopsticks in her hand on the table.

"No...he's right here."

The crowd looked at Chen Ling with some confusion.

Chen Ling raised her hand and a red paper umbrella opened in the void, and a ghost slowly floated down to the ground.

It was a little boy with white ash smeared on his nose. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Ling and his fellow disciples. He exclaimed with delight, "Ee-ya!" and excitedly rushed towards them with outstretched arms...

But the next second, his figure floated lightly through Ning Ruyu and the tables and chairs, and the senior brothers and sisters did not seem to notice his presence, but just looked at Chen Ling in confusion.

The clown stood there, head tilted, seemingly very confused.

Chen Ling sighed softly to herself.

In the previous world, the clown's ghost was left behind by Lingxu Jun, and later successfully followed his red paper umbrella to this world... However, now he is a ghost after all, and ordinary people cannot see or touch him. Even if the clown is here, apart from Chen Ling, the other senior brothers and sisters cannot interact with him.

Moreover, ghosts cannot linger in the human world for long.

With Chen Ling's abilities, bringing them from the previous era is already the limit of what he can do. He also wants to resurrect these people, but he currently has no idea how to do it...

The clown is like this, and so are the other members of the Twilight Society. They finally came to this world, but they can only be locked inside the red paper umbrella. If only there were a way to let them move freely outside even in their ghost form.

and many more……

In that instant, Chen Ling suddenly recalled the girl named Jiang Er that she had met outside the world.

She is an extremely special being. Apart from lacking a physical form, she seems to have no limitations. She can be seen, can exist for a long time, and can even emit sound through electronic devices...

"Are you surprised...? Her ability is quite special, allowing her soul to exist in a stable form... and it can affect more than just herself."

Chen Ling clearly remembered that when An Qingyu said the last sentence, she deliberately raised her voice.

Chen Ling initially thought he was just proud of his lover… but now, it seemed there was more to it than that? His tone and gaze were as if… reminding her of something?

But... how is that possible?

The thought flashed through Chen Ling's mind, and he could no longer remain calm. He immediately stood up from his chair:

"Senior brothers and sisters, you eat first, I'll go out for a bit."

The figure in the opera costume hurriedly left the room.

At the dining table, the senior students looked at each other in bewilderment...

Only the clown in his ghost form seemed to have discovered the fun of hide-and-seek, waving his hands and bouncing around in front of his fellow disciples, having a great time.

……

Dengdengdengdeng-

Spotlights shone down from above the stage, and Chen Ling slowly opened her eyes.

He ignored the quiet audience below and walked straight to the bookshelf, where several more scripts were now on display.

[The king who lives in seclusion will return in fury] - The Return of the Red King.

[To perform the impossible on a stage where no one cares] — When the stars shine.

[The first world-ending performance was completed in front of at least 50,000 witnesses] - "The Storm and the Hidden Clouds".

These three scripts were all completed before Chen Ling restarted the world. He advanced from the sixth rank to the eighth rank, making the originally empty bookshelf more and more complete and full.

As Chen Ling returned to the table, a brand new script had taken shape:

"Congratulations on completing the play, 'The Fifth Final Chapter'."

"The highest audience anticipation rate for this play is 94%."

You have been awarded one designated lottery entry.

"After use, you can select a character from all the characters appearing in this show and randomly draw their abilities. The probability of drawing a rare skill is related to the overall audience expectation for this show."

The script was quite long. As Chen Ling turned to the penultimate page, after he reversed the era and restarted the world, a strange blank page appeared on the script... This was the first time this had happened to Chen Ling, who had completed so many plays.

It's probably because he was forced out of the world and touched something outside of it halfway through the reboot?

When Chen Ling turned to the last page, his meetings with An Qingyu and Jiang Er were recorded in a fragmented manner, as if some force was influencing the play. The play only came to a complete end when Chen Ling returned.

Seeing this last page, Chen Ling felt a little nervous.

So far, the theater's abilities have never disappointed him; it can draw not only human beings but also world-ending calamities... If that's the case, since Jiang Er's name has also appeared in the play, perhaps she can also be a target for extraction?

Having completed the performance for advancing from the eighth rank to the middle half of the eighth rank, there are still two more chances to draw prizes available.

Chen Ling picked up her pen, hesitated for a moment, then used her lottery chance from "The Fifth Final Chapter" to solemnly write a name on the paper:

—Jiang Er.

When Chen Ling looked up again, several strangely shaped cards rapidly appeared in the void!

There is a play!

Chen Ling was overjoyed.

Unlike all the cards that had been drawn from the previous targets, Jiang Er's cards were semi-transparent, seemingly existing between existence and non-existence. Moreover, the moment these cards appeared, they seemed to be affected by some force, violently disturbing themselves!

To Chen Ling's astonishment, the self-images on those cards vanished into nothingness, one after another!

At that moment, Chen Ling's heart sank to the bottom. He knew he had most likely failed; the abilities beyond the world's reach were probably beyond the theater's extraction capabilities...

Just when he was feeling disheartened, the last card did not disappear, but instead remained suspended in the air with a missing corner.