I'm not a drama god

Chen Ling held the revolver in his hand and shook it gently, and the wheel used to load bullets popped out from one side.

The roulette wheel was empty at this time, and what needed to be inserted was not the usual bullets, but "yesterday's" life... Chen Ling walked straight to the four people and stood still.

"I never thought that it would be the Twilight Society that came to rescue us in the end." One of them looked at Chen Ling and smiled helplessly, "Heart 6 Chen Ling, I have heard of your name a long time ago."

There was no hint of offense in his tone, and the look he gave Chen Ling was sincere.

"You are……?"

"Han Liang, or rather, this is the name I remember now." He paused for a moment, "However, I should be from the Xuanyu Realm, and I am the master of the Tantric Sect."

"So you are Tianhuai." Chen Ling nodded thoughtfully.

"You know me?"

"I know your brother, the young master of the Tantric sect." Chen Ling did not mention Huai Mang's name. After all, in Tian Huai's memory, his name had been replaced by another character, but his identity should not be confused.

Hearing this, his face instantly became serious, and he looked anxiously into Chen Ling's eyes.

"Do you know my brother? How is he now?"

"Young Sect Master's words... we heard news about them when we returned to Tianshu Realm just now." Sun Bumian seemed to be thinking about something. "It seems that they came here under the arrangement of Tongtian Tower... I wonder if they have arrived now."

The man who carried Tian Huai's memory frowned, looking into the distance with a look of worry...

"This idiot..."

"Do you have a way to change our memories back?" asked another.

“Yes… and no.”

Chen Ling looked down at the illusory revolver in his hand. "With my current rank, I can't completely replace 'yesterday'. I can only replace some fragments... So, I need your most unforgettable experiences in the past and put them into the minds of the corresponding agents."

[Yesterday's Revolver] is an eighth-level skill. Its upper limit is too high and it is simply not something that Chen Ling can control now... As he said, "Exchange Fragments" is the limit of what he can do now.

As for Jiang Xiaohua, his ability is essentially to allow the two to enter each other's memory separately, not a forced "replacement", so if he wants to imitate the situation of Chen Ling and Fang Liangye, the four judgment agents must lie down obediently and willingly enter each other's memories with the four people in front of them.

But obviously, the four current adjudicators are simply unable to cooperate with them.

"Memory fragments? That's enough." Another person nodded slightly. "Although I don't know why, the Silver King seems to have stopped stealing our 'doubts' a few hours ago. I think the same is true for the four agents now. As long as the memory fragments are injected into their minds, they will fall into confusion themselves."

"Then let Meihua act as a matchmaker and allow your memory to completely merge with theirs. Perfect!" Jian Changsheng clapped his hands and had already thought of a battle strategy.

"Perhaps we should act faster..." The man who possessed Tianhuai's memories suddenly spoke.

Everyone was slightly stunned, and almost at the same time, a loud noise came from a distance.

hum-

The surrounding ground rapidly collapsed, and a large number of vines rose from the ground, interweaving in mid-air, gradually evolving into a giant beast that blocked out the sky and the sun.

Hundreds and thousands of fine vines stretched out in all directions like tentacles. Each vine had densely packed eyes, which could see every corner of the surrounding area with almost no blind spots...

"It's our Yellow God Dao's secret treasure, the Grip of Evolution." The owner of the farmer's memory looked extremely solemn. "This thing will grow indefinitely, and will continue to evolve in a certain direction according to the needs of the sower... It seems that the sower is heading for the direction of 'Absolute Vision'."

Sun Bumian sighed, "Are you angry because you couldn't catch the Huanghun members?"

"If we continue like this, not only the members of the Twilight Club, but also our position will be exposed soon... Time is running out." Chen Ling activated [Yesterday's Revolver], and the shadow of the gun in his hand became more and more solid. "I need you to meditate on the most unforgettable memory... Leave the rest to me."

The four of them closed their eyes without any hesitation, and a "yesterday" quickly formed in their minds.

At the same time, Chen Ling turned and looked at Han Meng.

"I'll need a while here... During this time, could you please come over here?"

"what's up?"

"I need you to rescue someone."

Han Meng's eyes narrowed slightly...

……

Om-! !

A roar came from a distance, and near the abandoned factory, bursts of terrified cries were heard one after another.

Vines broke out of the ground all around, and strange green eyes looked like the eyes of a devil, scanning the Wuji residents who were evacuated here inch by inch. The entire realm seemed to have become a paradise for monsters, and the living area left for humans was constantly being compressed.

boom--!

A burning flag dropped from the sky, blasting the vines closest to the crowd into pieces.

Tu Tian's figure followed closely behind like a cannonball, trampling the ground heavily. He pulled out the long pole of the flag with his backhand and swept it across again. A burning wall of fire burned the wriggling vine remnants on the ground into ashes.

"What disgusting things are these..." Tu Tian frowned as he looked at the endless stream of vine tentacles around him, feeling extremely disgusted.

"The Twilight Society seems to be in trouble. If things continue like this, we will also lose this side." Li Shengmen walked up to him, "In the final analysis, we are too weak... Now we can't do anything to help except weeding."

"How's the construction of the 'bridge' going?"

"Almost done, probably another five or six minutes."

"Too slow." Tu Tian snorted coldly, "Can't these clever gods study something more convenient?"

"The 'bridge' connects space. Once the 'bridge' is built, these hundreds of thousands of people can cross 50 kilometers through it... The Babel Tower has built a temporary boundary in the gray world 45 kilometers away. Once they get there, the people will be temporarily safe. Later, there will be boundary trains that will continuously transfer them to the Tianshu boundary." Li Shengmen glanced at Tu Tian.

"This thing is the result of the painstaking research of countless skilled craftsmen. In order to save the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, the Tower of Babel has been working like crazy... It's a bit easy for you to talk about this now."

Tu Tian didn't say anything else, but just swung the flag back and smashed several vine tentacles.

"Oh no!!"

The figure of the assassin Cui Ran suddenly emerged from nothingness.

"Cui Ran, why are you so startled?" Li Shengmen was frightened by him.

Cui Ran didn't have time to care about Li Shengmen, and said directly, "There is a judge in the east, coming here."