[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-am-not-the-god-of-drama":3,"chapter-i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-11":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Am Not the God of Drama",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},540591,792,"Chapter 11: Judgment","i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-11",11,"\u003Cp>The moment these words fell, Han Meng pulled the trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mechanism clicked, but no bullet was fired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, the ground in front of Han Meng disintegrated instantly. Soil and gravel vanished into nothingness, as if an invisible bullet had shattered matter at the molecular level!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This \"deconstructive\" bullet reached the red paper monster in a thousandth of a second!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the invisible force of deconstruction, the red paper tentacles floating in the air were forcibly torn apart, creating a gap. Then, a circular wound with a radius of one meter completely pierced the monster's body!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the massive circular wound, Han Meng could even see the streets of District Three in the distance. This single shot had obliterated two-thirds of the monster's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Han Meng was about to holster his gun, a sudden change occurred!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red paper monster, now with a gaping hole in its center, didn't die. Instead, it continued to extend more red paper as if nothing had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it resembled a giant red paper sun, countless paper strips twisting and hanging in the wilderness sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Audience Expectation -1]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Current Expectation: 14%]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Meng's pupils contracted slightly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately raised his gun and fired three more shots at the red sun above. The deconstructive force tore three large holes in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine rain drifted down through the three holes, landing on Han Meng's solemn face, chilling him to the bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless paper strips surged down like a crimson rain, instantly turning the wilderness into a honeycomb. Han Meng fired wildly, barely managing to tear a gap in the red rain to save himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is bad...\" Han Meng's back was already drenched in sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel that he was no match for this Calamity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, the monster's aura had surged again, jumping from the initial Level 5 to the peak of Level 5, just a hair's breadth away from the terrifying Level 6!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a hand clad in an opera robe reached out from the paper monster, lightly and precisely pressing down on Han Meng's head!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A light laugh echoed in Han Meng's ears. In the next moment, he was slammed to the ground, his head hitting the earth with a heavy thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground cracked, and Han Meng, at the center of the impact point, spat out a mouthful of blood, lying motionless like a lump of mud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle had ended. The red paper returned to the monster's body, and the light rain sprinkled over the scarred earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the red paper monster was about to leave, the opera-robed arm that had emerged from it suddenly grabbed the monster's body, tearing at it fiercely, as if something was trying to break free...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five minutes earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The audience is intervening in the performance?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the last line of text, Chen Ling's heart sank. He quickly looked up at the front of the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless crimson eyes still watched him from the darkness, but in the corner of the audience seats, a section of chairs was now empty...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of the audience had disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud—Thud—Thud!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shadowy figures in the audience seats stomped their feet on the theater floor, creating a rhythmic, thunderous sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the confined space, the noise was deafening. Their crimson eyes locked onto Chen Ling, filled with anger and accusation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud—Thud—Thud!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under their synchronized stomping, Chen Ling even felt the stage shaking. The spotlight above trembled, as if it wouldn't hold much longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he had been killed by an axe in reality, the \"performance\" on stage had come to an abrupt halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interruption of the performance had infuriated the audience, but they couldn't communicate directly with Chen Ling. Instead, they expressed their dissatisfaction and threats through this stomping!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... I'm not actually dead?\" Chen Ling stared at his hands in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But if my consciousness is here... then who is controlling my body now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling seemed to realize something. He turned around and saw a large black curtain covering the back half of the stage. He pulled it aside slightly, and a series of images flooded his mind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw himself turning the dinner knife into paper, scaring Li Xiuchun and Chen Tan into unconsciousness, and fighting the two enforcers...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation was surreal, as if he were sitting in front of a large screen, watching his own actions from a third-person perspective... Of course, the \"protagonist\" was no longer him but the \"audience\" that had taken over his body!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The audience was intervening in the performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Audience Expectation -1]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling's peripheral vision caught the flickering text on the screen. In the next moment, another group of figures in the audience seats disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The lower the expectation value, the more audience members intervene in the performance...\" Chen Ling muttered, raising his hands. He saw his body becoming increasingly transparent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At the same time... my existence is being erased?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, if the audience completely took over as the \"protagonist,\" what use would he be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling's heart sank to the bottom. He knew he had to do something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing in front of the curtain, Chen Ling took a deep breath and tentatively reached out his hand toward the flickering \"images\" behind it...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either reclaim his body and become the \"protagonist\" again or die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling's fingertips passed through the curtain, as if touching a barrier, slowing down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This barrier wasn't rigid but more like a \"membrane\"—soft yet incredibly resilient. After a few attempts, Chen Ling finally managed to push a single finger through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's a chance!\" Chen Ling's eyes lit up slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using all his strength, he forced his hand through the barrier, then his forearm, elbow...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, the text on the screen flickered again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Audience Expectation -1]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the expectation value dropped to 14%, another group of audience members disappeared. Chen Ling felt the barrier becoming increasingly solid. He noticed his body becoming more transparent, and a thought crossed his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't that the barrier had become stronger... but that his body had grown weaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling clenched his teeth, but he could only slowly push his arm through the curtain, his progress now several times slower than before. Anxiety gnawed at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this rate, he estimated that if the expectation value dropped to around 10%, he would no longer be able to pass through the curtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, after relentless effort, one of his arms fully passed through the curtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw Han Meng struggling under the red rain in the images. After a moment of hesitation, Chen Ling reached out and pressed his hand against Han Meng's forehead, using the red paper monster's strength to knock him unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This way, no one would witness his return to reality through the curtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his arm on the real-world side, Chen Ling grabbed the curtain and tore open a narrow gap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His second hand reached through the gap, forcefully prying it open until it was wide enough for his body to pass through. Chen Ling took a deep breath and plunged into the opening!\u003C\u002Fp>",1185,"2026-05-30T14:15:59.004Z","2026-06-01T04:31:25.829Z",1,"novelbin.me","baa3aaf0482fded265fc1d55de45a10a5ac058c558880b1fb7dee72489a56e37","i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-12","i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-10",1902,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-am-not-the-god-of-drama-cover.jpg"]