I'm not a drama god

Factory building.

A metal hand, assembled from precision parts, fits perfectly onto the components of the boundary train. As a glimmer of light flashes in Li Shangfeng's eyes, these parts join together, gradually restoring the original shape.

This state lasted for four or five minutes, until Li Shangfeng's forehead was covered in sweat, and only then were the parts of the boundary train completely intact.

Li Shangfeng felt completely drained and collapsed to the ground.

"Oh shit……"

"Money is hard to earn, and life is hard to endure..."

"It's still easier to make money by relying on wealthy patrons. I never want to take any more orders from the Imperial Observatory."

Li Shangfeng was indeed exhausted. Without changing out of his dirty repairman's clothes, he lay down on the cement floor, closed his eyes, and soon began to snore.

Seeing this, Plum Blossom 8 shook his head, somewhat amused and exasperated.

really……

This guy is still the same as always.

He stuffed the drawing board back into his body, stood up, and walked straight to the bed sheets and blankets folded together to the side.

He wanted to cover Li Shangfeng with a blanket, but then he found that his hand passed lightly through the blanket and he couldn't pick it up at all... Plum Blossom 8 was stunned for a moment, and a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

"Ugh……"

Mei Hua 8 shook her head and did not try to cover Li Shangfeng with a blanket again. Instead, she gently snapped her fingers at the still bright incandescent light bulb above her head.

Snapped--

The incandescent bulb went out instantly.

The quiet night enveloped the factory. Li Shangfeng turned over, his snoring growing louder.

Time passes minute by minute...

In the long night, a figure in black robes appeared in the factory like a ghost.

His movements were incredibly light, and his footsteps made no sound as he landed. In the darkness, the figure slowly raised his head, his deep blue eyes scanning the surroundings.

At the same time, the phantom of the 8 of Clubs stood in front of the sleeping Li Shangfeng, its gaze on the black-robed figure sharp and fierce!

Who is he?

What does he want to do?

Clubs 8 was very vigilant, but not flustered. He knew that the Red King was nearby, and no matter who this man in black robes was, he couldn't cause any trouble.

The man in black robes moved silently through the factory, his gaze sweeping over the various tools on the shelves on both sides...

His brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

After scanning the shelves, he went to the storage room next door, but there was nothing there except some stockpiled daily necessities and some loose coins.

"I thought such a big factory would yield some profits... but it turns out to be just another penniless wretch." The man in black robes sneered.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, his deep blue eyes suddenly seemed to sense something and fell on the unconscious Li Shangfeng.

In the darkness, his eyes gleamed slightly!

The taste is...

The man in black robes raised his hand and grabbed at nothingness. The next second, three heavy gold bars appeared out of thin air in his palm!

Upon seeing the three gold bars, the man in the black robe was stunned, and an unbelievable, ecstatic look appeared in his eyes.

bullion?

This guy actually has three gold bars on him?!

It turned out he was a rich kid pretending to be poor... He knew that someone who could run such a large auto repair shop in this neighborhood couldn't be a simple character.

Excitement was visibly displayed on the black-robed man's face. He tucked the three gold bars into his pocket and turned to leave.

boom--

As soon as he turned around, it felt like he had hit a wall on his forehead, and he staggered back several steps before barely managing to regain his balance...

"Who?!" the man in black exclaimed in a low voice.

Thick clouds gradually drifted over the Chengtian Realm, and hazy moonlight shone through the windows, scattering onto the factory floor...

Above the tranquil silver-white sky, a strange figure draped in a red and black theatrical robe suddenly appeared before him, its long, narrow, and extremely oppressive eyes fixed on him with a pair of scarlet ruby-like eyes.

"I thought it was someone from the Imperial Observatory... but it turns out to be just a thief," Chen Ling said calmly.

Seeing that his theft had been caught red-handed, the man in black robes became visibly nervous. He seemed to have no intention of getting involved with Chen Ling, so he grabbed a box of black sand for iron smelting from a distance and threw it at Chen Ling!

At the same time, he turned around and ran wildly out of the factory gate!

Black sand billowed in the air, engulfing the figure in the opera robe. The man in black robe ran while looking back, but what happened the next second made his eyes widen in shock!

The black sand that had been raised suddenly froze in mid-air, and then everything seemed to be in slow motion, rewinding!

The black sand returned to its wooden crates, the crates returned to their shelves, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened...

The black-robed man's eyes were filled with horror!

How can this be? !

What kind of tactic is this?

Before the man in black could react, he crashed into something again. This time, he was running very fast, and the force of the impact was even greater, causing him to fall hard to the ground.

Before he knew it, the figure in the opera robe appeared before him again, like a persistent nightmare.

"Do you think you can take anything out of here?"

The figure in the opera robe slowly raised his hand, and three gold bars appeared in his palm.

The man in black robes was taken aback. He immediately reached into his robes, but all he pulled out were three heavy wrenches... Shock reappeared in his eyes.

When was this replaced?

Could it be...

Is the other party also a master thief?

At this moment, the man in black robes clearly realized that the opponent's strength was probably far above his own, but he did not seem to intend to beg for mercy. His stubborn deep blue eyes were fixed on the figure in the opera robes. He retreated warily while thinking about what other way he could escape.

No... not only to escape, but also to get back the three gold bars that were taken from him!

A ruthless glint appeared in his eyes. He grabbed two cans of gasoline from the factory behind him, and they appeared out of thin air.

Moreover, under his precise control, the two barrels of gasoline were stolen five times in a single second, and the spilled gasoline left trails at the factory entrance.

Immediately afterwards, a lighter appeared out of thin air in his hand, but instead of using it to ignite the gasoline, he set fire to his own black robe, which was also slightly stained with gasoline!

In an instant, his black robe transformed into a robe of fire. He nimbly traversed the land, and whenever he passed a trail of gasoline, a wall of fire would ignite. These walls of fire not only concealed his figure but also surrounded Chen Ling, resembling some kind of simple illusionary formation.

"……oh?"

This move was indeed beyond Chen Ling's expectations.

When he looked down again, the three gold bars in his hand had vanished.

"Using the time difference to steal my gold bars, then using the firelight to obscure my vision and prevent me from stealing them back..." Chen Ling said calmly, "Not a bad idea..."

"Unfortunately... the gap between us is far greater than you imagine..."

The sleeves of the opera robe slowly rose.

The next second, all the flames were swept back into the gasoline. A figure that had run dozens of meters away staggered back and then was caught in mid-air by Chen Ling like a chick!

Under the hazy moonlight, a mixed-race boy struggled to look at Chen Ling, his deep blue eyes filled with horror!

Only then did Chen Ling slowly utter the second half of the sentence:

"What do you think..."

"Li Laid?"