I'm not a drama god

When He Jing arrived at the palace, everything was as silent as ever.

He was slightly taken aback when he saw the pool of blood at the entrance of the palace and the corpses of officials lying haphazardly in it... The faces of those officials were filled with extreme terror, and their unseeing eyes still held deep confusion.

They seemed to never understand, even in death, why that person still wanted to kill them all, when they had already emptied their pockets and handed over double the amount of embezzled goods.

The shock lasted only a moment before He Jing's expression returned to its usual calm. He walked to the entrance of the palace and exchanged a glance with the calmly standing eunuch Zuo, who stood in the pool of blood.

"His Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time," said Eunuch Zuo slowly.

"Ah."

He Jing nodded and walked straight into the palace.

This young registrar of the Imperial Observatory, who wasn't even an official, moved freely in and out of the palace, even entering the emperor's bedchamber without needing to announce himself, and walking steadily to the thin curtains...

"He Jing, the Grand Historian, greets Your Majesty." He bowed respectfully.

"Tell me," the voice said again from behind the curtain.

"How is the Alchemy Guild doing?"

……

"Big……"

"grown ups!!"

"The calamity has arrived!!"

On the connecting corridor of the Imperial Observatory, a subordinate watched as Hongyun cleaved through the entire Xuanwu Avenue, surging straight towards the Imperial Observatory, and was so frightened that he could hardly stand.

Brand's face was also deathly pale. He anxiously looked toward the palace and murmured:

"What happened to He Jing...?"

"We've been gone for so long, and we still haven't been able to get His Majesty to intervene?!"

"Lord Brand!" the exclamation rang out again, "It's already in front of us!!"

"Shut up! You piece of trash! I can see that!!"

Brand was both anxious and angry. He turned his head sharply and saw a red cloud covering the entire Imperial Historian's Office.

That eerie red cloud enveloped the building, and no matter which window you looked out of, all you could see was a crimson expanse, making it impossible to see anything at all, which sent chills down your spine.

"Sir, what should we do?!"

A panicked voice rang in his ears, and Brand was in a state of utter confusion. The Cataclysmic Calamity had attacked the Grand Historian's Office. Let alone him, even if Lord Chong were here, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything. Could they possibly kill a Cataclysmic Calamity?

But how could he be willing to die at the hands of the calamity-mongering? He had finally reached this point, and was about to take control of the entire Imperial Observatory and find a way to achieve immortality…

Just then, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Brand, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, turned and rushed towards the underground of the Taishi Temple!

"grown ups?"

"What are you going to do, sir!"

His subordinate's mind went blank at that moment. He subconsciously wanted to chase after him. Just then, a figure in a theatrical robe slowly emerged from the surging red clouds.

The subordinate was stunned into silence upon seeing the man. Before he could say anything, those ruby-like eyes glanced at him casually…

A red line appeared around his neck.

A terrified human head fell to the ground with a thud.

The man in the crimson theatrical robe withdrew his gaze and moved silently through the dark red-tinged Imperial Historian's Office, like a strange ghost in a nightmare world...

After him, a boy wearing a black vest was also spat out by the red cloud and staggered onto the corridor of the Imperial Historian's Office.

“Where is this…” Li Lai De looked somewhat bewildered.

As the experts from various mansions began to besiege Chen Ling and the scene descended into chaos, two red paper tentacles respectively swept him and Li Shangfeng into the red cloud.

In this level of chaotic battle, with his and Li Shangfeng's strength, they would have been killed by the aftershocks if they were not careful. Hongyun perfectly protected the two of them, and through that strange eyeball, Li Leide also clearly saw what had happened along the way.

This feeling was strange, as if... Chen Ling had deliberately made him witness all of this.

"Follow me."

Chen Ling casually uttered a sentence and then vanished from the spot. Her figure in the opera robe seemed to pass directly through the floor and sink into another floor.

Li Laide paused for a moment, then cursed under his breath before obediently sprinting down the stairs.

In any case, he had already been drawn into this incident by Chen Ling, from an ordinary wanted criminal to an "accomplice" of the world-destroying calamity... Without Chen Ling, he would not have been able to escape the Chengtian Realm on his own, so he had no choice but to follow Chen Ling closely.

As Li Laid ran wildly through the blood-soaked Imperial Historian's Office, the image of the crimson theatrical robe transforming into a world-ending calamity flashed through his mind, and an indescribable feeling surged within him.

he……

It was actually a calamity?

How does a calamity live in the realm like a human?

Won't he be discovered, ostracized, questioned, and feared? Won't he resent this era as much as I do?

Why would a world-destroying calamity care so much about a pair of human siblings, and why would it fight against the entire Chengtian Dynasty for their sake?

Li Lai De seemed to have cleared some of the fog surrounding Chen Ling, but then even more fog enveloped him. Chen Ling was like a mystery, a mystery that could never be solved.

Li Lai quickly arrived at the next floor, where crimson pools of blood had already spread across the floor, and corpses lay scattered on the ground, each one decapitated... The blood-stained heads lay strewn about, their eyes still filled with intense terror.

squeak - squeak -

Li Lai looked in the direction the sound came from and saw a beautifully crafted birdcage hanging on the ceiling by the window. The birdcage was now covered in blood, and even the colorful little bird inside had been split in two...

Not only do they kill people, but even birds can't escape them?

Lee Ryder's expression was a little strange, but when he looked closely, he found that the little bird had no organs, only miniature human heads that looked like little fingers... This did not seem to be a normal creature, but an artificial product of alchemy.

Seeing the disgusting bird carcass, Li Leide felt a chill. He realized that Chen Ling was right to do so. This place was the Imperial Observatory; what normal creatures could possibly be here?

Just as he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of something round in the corner of the birdcage decoration...

"……Egg?"

Li Lede narrowed his eyes, and with a swift movement, he caught the object in his hand.

It was indeed an egg. From the outside, it looked no different from an ordinary bird egg, and there was still a faint warmth on its surface, as if it had just been carefully incubated not long ago...

It seems that he also has his moments of negligence... He is not meticulous enough, nor ruthless enough in his work.

Li Lede snorted coldly, grabbed the bird egg and shook it a few times, first shaking the yolk apart, then slammed it under his feet and stomped on it a few times.

Once he confirmed that the thing had completely turned into a puddle of mud, Li Laid hurriedly ran down to the next floor.

……

……

I'll be meeting everyone in Xiamen tomorrow, February 9th, for a book signing of "I'm Not a Drama God." I'll be taking a day off.