I'm not a drama god

A glimmer of hope flashed in Chen Ling's eyes.

"What should I do?" Chen Ling asked immediately, her voice somewhat anxious.

"Not urgent."

Teacher Ye saw the anxiety in his eyes and said with a smile, "Although I know something about Chao Zai, this is the first time I have seen your situation... I need to go back and look through the materials from that year. Give me some time, okay?"

Chen Ling wanted to say something, but Teacher Ye said again:

"Besides, what you need to do most right now is not to control the disaster, but to rest... How long has it been since you last slept?"

Chen Ling fell into silence... After a while, he smiled bitterly.

From the riot he single-handedly started in the Wuji Realm, to being captured, to the Wuji Realm War, and then the Chaos Disaster got out of control and went to the Fusion Faction... It seemed like the last time Chen Ling slept and rested was several days ago.

Having just experienced a double blow of physical and psychological trauma not long ago, his physical condition was extremely poor and he was able to hold on until now purely on one breath.

As Teacher Ye said this, Chen Ling immediately felt fatigue coming like a tide, almost drowning him. He couldn't even sit still... It was impossible to start practicing to control the disaster today.

"Mr. Chen, don't be anxious or impatient."

Teacher Ye's voice was gentle and distant, like a hermit monk living in the mountains, teaching the younger generation, "The future is still long, and we have plenty of time to control the disaster."

“…You are right.”

Chen Ling slowly stood up from her seat and said, "I'll bother you again after I've rested."

He finished drinking the tea that Teacher Ye had brewed, turned around and walked out of the office. At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something and looked back at the simple figure in front of the window.

"Teacher Ye, you can just call me Chen Ling from now on... I came to Fusion School to learn, not to be a teacher."

Teacher Ye was slightly startled, and the smile on his face became more relaxed and gentle.

"okay, I get it."

Chen Ling calmed down and walked out of Teacher Ye's office.

He was already exhausted at this time. Not only were his steps unsteady, but even his vision was a little blurry. After pushing the door open, he vaguely saw a dark shadow standing outside the door and almost bumped into it head-on.

"Ouch!"

The body, which had been tense for a long time, reacted at an astonishing speed the moment it collided with the black shadow. Chen Ling narrowed his eyes, grabbed the man's arm with one hand, and a boning knife slid smoothly into the palm of his other hand, with the sharp tip of the knife pressed against the neck of the figure!

A panicked and hurried cry was heard.

It was not until then that Chen Ling saw the appearance of the "black shadow" in front of him. It was a girl wrapped in a hemp yellow cloak. The material of the clothes was almost the same as Zhao Yi's wandering black robe. The difference was that the one in front of him was more petite and brighter...

What was more eye-catching than the ephedra yellow cloak was the pair of light yellow animal ears on top of her head, which were covered with fine fur, like the ears of some kind of cat. When Chen Ling's blade touched her neck, the ears immediately pressed back like an airplane, in great fear!

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

A strong shock came from Chen Ling's palm. The girl in front of him closed her eyes tightly, her whole body was shaking wildly, and her face was extremely pale... It made people suspect that she would be scared to death in the next moment.

Chen Ling suppressed his fighting instinct. He saw clearly that the girl in front of him was one of the many fusionists who had just greeted her outside the door. He immediately realized that he was rude. He put away the boning knife in his hand and apologized:

"I'm sorry... I wasn't fully conscious just now. I didn't mean to do that."

The girl finally stopped shaking. She carefully opened her eyes a little and confirmed that the knife on her neck had disappeared. Then she swallowed hard and muttered to herself:

"Fuck, I was almost scared to death... It turns out that what is written in the book is all a lie. Next time I believe in some **encounter plot, I will be a dog..."

Chen Ling:?

Chen Ling was slightly stunned, looking at the delicate and cute girl with animal ears in front of her, thinking that she was hallucinating... Who was speaking just now?

"What did you say?"

“Ah? No, I…” The girl came back to her senses suddenly and spoke hesitantly, “I, my name is Xiaotao…well…the Holy Son told me to take…take take take take…take you to your room. He has arranged everything…so I’m waiting here…I definitely didn’t eavesdrop!!”

"..."

Chen Ling only heard Zhao Yi tidy up the room for him, and didn't hear anything else. He was already very tired at this moment, and urgently needed to find a place to sleep. He nodded slightly and said, "Thank you."

As if she could see that Chen Ling was in a bad mental state, Xiao Tao blinked and asked in confusion:

"Chen Ling... Sir, are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I'm just a little tired."

"Oh, then let's go quickly and go back to rest early."

Xiao Tao, wrapped in a hemp yellow cloak, led Chen Ling through the tree holes. Occasionally, they would meet other fusionists passing by or chatting together. When they saw Chen Ling coming, their eyes lit up and they would immediately step forward to ask something.

Whenever this happened, Xiao Tao would rush to Chen Ling's front, like a big star's agent, with her hands on her hips, serious:

"Master Chen Ling is tired! Don't disturb him!!"

"If you have anything to say, wait until he wakes up!"

"Step aside!!"

Xiao Tao took Chen Ling and walked through the tree holes, and finally arrived at a wooden door.

"We're here." Xiao Tao took out a key from her bosom and handed it to Chen Ling, "This is specially arranged by the Holy Son. From now on, this will be your exclusive room~"

After handing the key to Chen Ling, Xiao Tao said goodbye and left. Chen Ling stood in front of the wooden door and slowly inserted the key into the crack. After a moment, a light clicking sound came from behind the door...

A cool breeze blew across Chen Ling's face.

Chen Ling walked into the house and glanced at everything inside: the living room, dining table, chairs, sofa, bed... Although most of them were made of wood, they did not look monotonous, but instead had a sense of natural breathing.

As Chen Ling walked to the innermost part of the room, a balcony that wrapped around most of the room appeared in front of him, covering almost every angle. Standing here, he could feel the hazy sunlight of the gray world and the extremely broad view of the gray world almost all day long.

The unique special treatment, the lively fusion atmosphere, the 270-degree panoramic balcony, and the young boys and girls who were delighted to learn of his arrival. It was not until this moment that Chen Ling truly knew that every word Zhao Yi said was true... He was not bragging at all for himself who was desperate at the time.

The hustle and bustle at the door had receded like waves, like a dream bubble. Chen Ling stood quietly under the gray sky, and everything around her returned to loneliness.

"Fusion school... not bad." He muttered to himself.

The bright red costume danced alone in the wind. He stood under the grey sky, but he didn't know where the scenery was reflected in his eyes.