I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1609 Reunion with Wen Shilin

On a brightly lit stage.

A storm of anxious thoughts appeared out of nowhere, like an alien visitor.

This was the second time Sizai had entered this strange place. It was also a little puzzled as to why the other Sizai's mind was filled with a chaotic battlefield full of all sorts of bizarre things, while this Sizai's mind contained such a mysterious theater.

Compared to the other "Troublemaker" personality, the Troublemaker personalities here seem to follow some kind of rule, giving people a strange sense of eeriness and solemnity.

But Si Zai didn't have time to think about that anymore. If it didn't suppress the monster quickly, it would be ground to death. Its gaze fell on the script on the edge of the stage, and its arms, intertwined with thoughts, swiftly grabbed it!

Then it charged straight toward the beastly figure on the stage!

at the same time,

The beast on the stage, Mo Zai, suddenly opened its eyes.

It seemed to sense the invasion of thought into the theater, and a ruthless look appeared in its scarlet eyes. It had no skills on this stage, but it could launch a frenzied attack from the outside to influence the thoughts of the disaster.

As expected, with the earth-shattering battle outside, the calamity of thought was retreating step by step, and the thought in the theater also visibly dimmed, as if blocked by a pair of invisible giant hands, making it difficult to approach the stage itself.

Si Zai felt overwhelmed by the difficulties and was on the verge of tears.

This had nothing to do with it in the first place!

It was just resting peacefully on Storm Island when Chen Ling's mental storm dragged it into this incredible battle... Most importantly, it was forced to become Chen Ling's pawn and now has to fight to the death for Chen Ling.

The culprit behind all this had already hidden in the audience below, quietly watching the show as if it were none of his business.

If I had known, I wouldn't have been so curious.

Despite his complaints, Si Zai knew that the script in his hand was a matter of life and death, and the deadline given by Chen Ling was fast approaching. He had to come to a conclusion immediately!

The storm of thoughts outside suddenly visibly turned dark, and from it arose countless thoughts, a mental storm powerful enough to cover most of the gray world was released without regard to the cost!

Om-! ! !

At this moment, even the most ferocious beast, Chaos, was affected by Si Zai for a moment, remaining frozen in place like a statue.

Even though it possesses Thought Storm and Thought Invasion, it is not a true Thought Disaster after all. The opponent has many more skills like these... If the Thought Disaster really goes all out, it really won't be able to handle it for a while.

While the spirit of mocking disaster was being affected, the disaster within the theater also returned with a vengeance. The massive storm swept directly across the densely packed audience seats and rushed toward the stage!

Boom-!

Just as it was about to cross the boundary between the stage and the audience seats, it suddenly seemed as if an invisible wall appeared, forcefully shaking the speeding Si Zai back.

Sizai, who had been charging forward with all its might, was hit quite hard. It took it several seconds to recover. The clever creature immediately realized that there must be an insurmountable barrier at the edge of the stage specifically designed to prevent outsiders from entering...

At this moment, the beast Chaozai, affected by Sizai, seemed to be about to wake up. It held its head in its hands, like a drunkard, dizzy and disoriented.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Si Zai's mind. Instead of trying to force his way onto the stage, he used all his strength to throw the script at the stage like a flying knife!

The script, shimmering with a faint light, streaked across the silent theater like a shooting star, even illuminating a corner of the dimly lit audience seats...

A glimmer of light swept across the face of a spectator in the first row, whose empty and mocking eyes seemed to recall something, and a brief struggle flashed deep within them.

The fourth wall of the stage did not block the script.

When the beast finally regained consciousness and looked up, it saw a blue light rapidly magnify before its eyes, then slash into its forehead like a blade!

The dense text on the script's surface, mixed in with the dim light, surged wildly into the body of the beast, Mo Zai, causing it to roar like a wild beast, its face filled with struggle and pain.

At the same time, the beast Mo Zai outside also completely lost control. It suddenly grabbed its head with both hands and ran wildly across the earth like a madman... The moment it withdrew that domain that denied everything, Si Zai was as if granted a pardon. Without a trace of regret, it dragged its fragmented thoughts and disappeared without a trace.

Thump—thump—thump!!

The beast-like claws of the mocking monster pounded the ground beneath it, as if venting the pain in its mind. At this moment, it felt as if another self was constantly emerging from the depths of its mind, altering its perception of the world and turning everything into a mess.

On the stage,

The dark figure, kneeling in agony, began to grow human skin little by little. The sharp claws on one hand retracted and gradually transformed into clean and neat human fingernails... Even its originally eerie and terrifying black face began to gradually change into a human face!

"I……"

"I'm not……"

Its ferocious maw opened and closed repeatedly, and amidst the indistinct roars of the beast, human voices began to emerge, as if another "self" was breaking free from its cocoon!

"I'm not...a monster...I...don't want to...kill..."

"Roar--!"

"who I am……"

"Roar--!!"

“I have a name… I’m almost remembering it… the reason I came here…”

"Roar--!!!"

Under the pale spotlight, the once invincible beast, Momo, had transformed into a half-human, half-momo monster.

Half of its body still retained the ferocious beastly posture, but the other half not only transformed into a human body, but as its eye gradually regained its clarity, it even began to outline clothing...

On the stage, there can only be one protagonist.

Two personalities, but only one can be retained.

This is a battle between oneself and oneself, a battle of the purest will.

Fortunately, the script was written in enough detail that everything he had in the past became the fulcrum of this battle of wills. Those firm, painful, and resolute past experiences surged wildly in the shadow's mind, impacting everything about the other half of his beastly personality...

"According to the laws of Aurora City, I have the right to act independently as a media outlet, and even law enforcement has no right to interfere with my actions... Get out of the way!"

"..."

"The iron fist of justice may be late, but it will never be absent. Since my news failed to take you down... then I'll take you down now!"

"..."

"I'm not leaving... I want to stay here and watch over this city until my very last moment."

"..."

"I am Wen Shilin, a reporter from Aurora Daily."