I'm not a drama god

If the death of a member of the Li family also had ranks, then at this moment, the Li family would have two ninth-rank demigods appearing at once.

At dusk, the commune members laughed wildly in the void until they were almost exhausted;

Chen Ling looked at the combination of "wealth" and "intimidation" on the faces of the brother and sister, her expression incredibly subtle...

Sure enough, the signs of Red Heart 9's madness were already evident in his youth.

At this moment, the Li siblings wished they could disappear into the ground. Li Wanhua covered her face with the words "wealth and honor" on it, screamed, and turned to hide behind the shelves, her face flushed with embarrassment.

As for Li Shangfeng, he brazenly put on a show of bravado and calmly spoke:

"Boss, why are you back again?"

Li Shangfeng appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was panicking terribly. He was afraid that Chen Ling had changed her mind and wanted to take the three gold bars from his hands...

Chen Ling's gaze fell on Li Shangfeng and Li Wanhua, pausing for a moment:

Do you have guest rooms here?

"……what?"

“I’ve thought about it. Investment is a big deal, and we can’t be too hasty… So, I plan to stay here for a few days to observe your performance,” Chen Ling continued. “Of course, I won’t take back the three gold bars I’ve already given you. If I feel that this auto repair shop has great potential in the next couple of days, I’ll consider investing more…”

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!!" Li Shangfeng finally felt relieved and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Boss, I can tidy up my room for you. I need to catch up on work these next few days, so I can just sleep in the factory!"

Li Shangfeng had previously thought that Chen Ling's spending of money was too swift and unrealistic, but now that Chen Ling had returned and said she needed to investigate for a few days, it seemed much more reasonable.

Anyway, he said he wouldn't take back the three gold bars he'd already given, and might even give more... so what else is there to be afraid of?

Take advantage of these two days to "show your skills," and your rise to prominence will be just around the corner!

Li Shangfeng and Li Wanhua, brother and sister, immediately washed off their faces and helped Chen Ling tidy up the house.

Chen Ling then strolled outside the factory, looking at the numerous illusory figures of the Twilight Society surrounding him, and solemnly spoke:

"Members of the 7th, 8th, and 9th generation are responsible for monitoring the streets. If any suspicious persons approach, they must report to me immediately via electronic devices."

"10, J, and Q are dispersed to various parts of the Chengtian Realm to investigate intelligence related to the Taishi Division."

"The Chengtian Realm is Ying Fu's stronghold, with many powerful individuals, including many divine beings capable of attacking the soul... Be careful in everything, safety is paramount."

The phantom images of all the Twilight Society members nodded in unison:

"understand!"

……

late at night.

Thick clouds, like leaden clothing, floated slowly in the sky above the Chengtian Realm.

The starlight and moonlight were obscured by clouds, making the night as black as ink. Li Shangfeng carried the bedding into the empty factory building, turned on the old incandescent light bulb hanging from the center with its tangled wires, and the dim light illuminated a corner of the factory building.

In this timeline, electricity has not disappeared due to the regression of civilization. Although the cost of electricity is quite high, there are still many households in the city using it. Li Shangfeng often needs to carry out repairs and modifications late at night. Although he feels bad about it, he has no choice but to pay for stable and continuous lighting.

With his younger sister Li Wanhua already asleep and Mr. Chen's arrangements complete, Li Shangfeng finally had time to deal with the unfinished work at hand.

Just as he arrived at the unfinished boundary train parts, ready to begin work, the incandescent light overhead suddenly flickered.

"……Um?"

Li Shangfeng glanced at the light bulb with some doubt, but the light had already returned to a stable level, as if the flickering just now was just an illusion.

Li Shangfeng didn't take it to heart; unstable power wasn't uncommon. He focused on repairing the parts in his hands.

He didn't notice that in the reflection of the factory glass, a ghostly young figure leaned against the wall, watching the busy Li Shangfeng with a complicated expression...

Plum Blossom 8 sighed softly.

The 7th, 8th, and 9th generation members are scattered throughout the neighborhood, constantly monitoring the surroundings, while he was assigned here to ensure Li Shangfeng's safety... Plum Blossom 8 himself didn't know, given his current state, he couldn't even touch anyone, so how could he guarantee safety?

In short, he can only conduct some surveillance for now, and if anything unexpected happens, he should contact the Red King immediately.

Ding dong——ding dong——

The rhythmic clanging of metal echoed through the factory.

Li Shangfeng stared intently at the parts in his hands, seemingly lost in thought. Mei Hua 8 watched this scene silently, his gaze complex…

The sight of his dearest friend, who had been forever left behind in the previous world, reappearing before him in this way filled Plum Blossom 8 with mixed emotions. He knew his resurrection was unlikely, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he might exist in this way forever, with a barrier of reality forever separating him and his old friend.

"I hope that in this life, you and I... will still have the chance to be friends."

The person who most wants Li Shangfeng to join the Twilight Society right now is Plum Blossom 8; the person who also hopes he won't join the Twilight Society and will live a peaceful life is Plum Blossom 8.

This was an extremely complex emotion. Plum Blossom 8 didn't even know what he was thinking; his mind was in turmoil. After a long silence, he quietly took out a drawing board from his body and began to sketch stroke by stroke towards Li Shangfeng, who was focused on repairing things under the dim light.

Li Shangfeng was completely unaware of the existence of the Plum Blossom 8. As the repairs entered a critical phase, his attention became increasingly focused...

Li Shangfeng raised his head, furtively looked around, and after confirming that no one was around, grabbed his left hand...

Then, tear it off forcefully!

……

"Ok?"

In the bedroom, Chen Ling, who was resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the factory, where a faint and subtle aura of the Divine Path of Skill flashed by...

"At this point in time, they've already embarked on the path of the gods?" Chen Ling murmured to herself in surprise. "No wonder they're so skilled in repairs at such a young age... Twilight Society members are all truly remarkable."

Chen Ling had thought that Li Shangfeng embarked on the path of skillful craftsmanship after losing his sister, but now it seems that he had already become a "stitching master" long before that. It just goes to show that talented people can still shine no matter what world they are in.

Just as Chen Ling was about to close her eyes and rest again, a slight hissing sound came from the radio next to her.

Chen Ling's gaze sharpened as she looked at the radio.

"Lord Red King."

A dull, zombie-like voice rang out, belonging to the Twilight Society's 8 of Spades: "There's a suspicious figure in black approaching the repair shop."

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.