I'm not a drama god

The interior walls shattered with a deafening roar.

The earth trembled, and billowing dust rose up, obscuring the sky...

Several kilometers away from the battlefield, an elderly figure stood by the window, watching the scene from afar, a weak cough escaping his lips.

Lord Wei sighed softly.

He didn't look at the distant battlefield anymore; after all, he knew the outcome was already predetermined... He calmly turned around, leaning on the table, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the front hall and noticed that the incense that Jing Si had just lit had already burned out.

He remained silent for a long time, as if he was hesitating.

It's already this late, and that person still hasn't appeared. Lord Wei knows very well that he probably won't come... but Lord Wei still won't give up.

In the end, he shook his head, walked slowly to the table, and took out another incense stick to stick in.

Whether he comes or not, I must first offer him the highest level of hospitality... not only for himself, but also for the entire Divination Path, and even for all living beings in this world.

As the flames ignited, the incense tip gradually turned black, and wisps of smoke drifted in the cold wind through the hall like soft ribbons.

Lord Wei slowly stood up, and the next second, he froze on the spot.

Suddenly, a figure draped in a theatrical robe appeared, standing ghost-like in front of the door. Wisps of smoke drifted around him, and his ruby-like eyes calmly observed everything inside the room…

It's him……

Even Lord Wei, the most outstanding diviner in hundreds of years, was somewhat surprised. He looked at Chen Ling with a complicated expression, and after a long while, he finally spoke with a wry smile:

"I thought...you weren't coming."

“Originally, I really didn’t plan to come.” Chen Ling walked forward slowly and spoke calmly, “It was the words ‘Ruoshui Realm’ that changed my mind… and…”

Chen Ling paused for a moment, then said, "You remind me of someone I used to know."

"Old friend?"

"Even when the realm was about to perish, he did not choose to leave... but stayed there forever."

Upon hearing this, Lord Wei was slightly taken aback.

Before the Ruoshui Realm, no other realm had ever been destroyed... Could it be...?

"You really are a 'prophet' just like His Majesty." Lord Wei looked at Chen Ling with a complicated expression. "You even knew about my conversation with Jing Si..."

Chen Ling shook her head. "I know, not because I can predict the future... but because my intelligence network is extensive enough."

"You're joking. When I said that, it was just Jingsi and me here..."

"Oh?" Chen Ling smiled slightly.

Are you sure... there are only two people?

A gentle breeze brushed past Lord Wei, and for some reason, he felt a chill in the air.

Chen Ling sat down at the table unhurriedly, and Lord Wei sat down after a moment of silence. He picked up the warm kettle and began to brew tea carefully.

“Ask whatever you want to know,” Chen Ling said calmly.

Since Lord Wei embarked on the path of divination, it has always been others who have come to him for advice. Now, the roles have been completely reversed, and if others were to see this, they would probably be astonished...

But Lord Wei didn't find anything wrong with it at all. After thinking carefully for a moment, he still asked:

"How many times has this happened in our world?"

"The sixth time."

Chen Ling answered calmly.

Chen Ling remained outwardly calm, but inwardly she was slightly surprised... This Lord Wei was indeed something; he had actually sensed that the world had been rebooted.

However, since Chen Ling had come as a guest, he was naturally prepared to answer Lord Wei's questions. He actually quite admired Lord Wei, and now that the man was about to die, telling him some things wouldn't hurt...

But now it seems that with Lord Wei's abilities, he might even be able to give himself some pleasant surprises.

Upon hearing this answer for the sixth time, Lord Wei's face turned pale. Chen Ling's reply not only confirmed his suspicions but also sent him a terrible signal...

The situation facing humanity is more severe than he imagined.

"Will this...be the last time?"

Lord Wei pondered for a long time before finally asking the question.

“I can’t answer that.” Chen Ling paused for a moment. “If I could, I would certainly hope that this is the last time… but not being the last time isn’t necessarily a bad thing. At least it means… we still have a chance to make a comeback.”

Lord Wei was a clever man; after a moment's thought, he understood what Chen Ling meant.

If the so-called "last time" means completely destroying the Red Star, then that would be the best... but if there isn't even a chance to restart, then humanity has utterly failed.

"Are all those people outside your people?"

"Yes."

Why did you do this?

"I've come to say goodbye to an old friend... and also to pick up some things."

"thing?"

Chen Ling was silent for a moment, then said, "Humanity's last line of defense."

Lord Wei frowned slightly. He seemed not to understand this answer... but judging from Chen Ling's expression, he did not intend to explain it to him.

He asked again:

"Then what is your relationship with His Majesty?"

Chen Ling narrowed her eyes slightly.

Instead of answering directly, he asked in return, "What do you think?"

Whether it was Lord Wei's imagination or not, the temperature around Chen Ling dropped again when she asked that question... A faint but palpable pressure emanated from her ruby-like eyes.

Lord Wei thought for a long time before giving his answer: "They are enemies... but not entirely."

"why?"

"You two are definitely not friends, otherwise the various prisons wouldn't have needed to build inner walls to prevent outsiders from breaking into the base... and these inner walls wouldn't be in the chaos of fighting between the two sides right now. If I'm not mistaken, His Majesty did all this to guard against you." Lord Wei paused, then changed the subject.

“But if you are truly mortal enemies, His Majesty would not need to temporarily change the garrison, transferring the original guards and replacing them with a group of obviously problematic parasites… and those two dukes would not just escort the train outside the prison without stepping into the prison itself.”

“If you were truly mortal enemies, you wouldn’t have allowed those newcomers who would grow into His Majesty’s henchmen to leave, nor would you have waited until all the evacuation procedures were initiated before attacking the base.”

"Although you are enemies, there are sometimes strange... unspoken understandings between you?"

Lord Wei tentatively uttered his last words.

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed into long, crescent-shaped slits, and in an instant, the atmosphere in the entire front hall seemed to plummet to freezing point. Under this indescribable sense of oppression, even Marquis Wei, an eighth-rank official, felt a chill run down his spine.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Ling finally spoke coldly:

"You've asked a lot of questions..."

"Next..."

"How about I ask you instead?"