[{"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-1703":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},542035,792,"Chapter 1725: Old Friend of the Red Dust","i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-1703",1703,"\u003Cp>\"What did you say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Red Dust Prison was attacked??\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside a city wall camp thousands of miles away, a figure dressed in white and wearing a silver crown looked up in astonishment, his expression somewhat weird.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Lord Marquis Qing.\" A person respectfully bowed his head. \"News just came from the Red Dust Prison side. Many people witnessed that person rush into the Red Dust Domain... Even Marquis of the South couldn't stop him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marquis Qing raised a brow: \"Has that person's identity been found out?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...No, we searched through the archives but couldn't find anything. It's as if he popped out of thin air.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The 'Fixed Household Checked Name System' implemented by His Majesty has already been deeply implemented in the Nine Great Realms. Small as every newborn baby, big as the various Divine Path Wielders, all are recorded in the register. Cross-domain transportation even enforces real names. The tracks of every single one of them are under our control... How could an 8th-rank suddenly pop out?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the person being questioned, not knowing how to respond for a time... He was also one of the persons in charge of implementing the \"Fixed Household Checked Name System\". If Marquis Qing discovered omissions and errors, he would be directly beheaded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knelt on the ground with a thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Alright, it's not the feudal era now. His Majesty said we cannot put history in reverse, don't kneel at the drop of a hat.\" Marquis Qing waved his hand casually, motioning for him to get up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As for that attacker who wasn't registered in the register...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why did he insist on going to the Red Dust Domain?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could it be...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unknown what Marquis Qing thought of, his brows furrowing slightly. \"He wants to obliterate the Lord of the Red Dust?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the subordinate's heart thumped, his face instantly turning pale white. \"He is the remnants of those evildoers who tried to bomb the Red Dust Base with nuclear weapons back then? So many years have passed, they still haven't given up?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It shouldn't be... The people of the Alchemist Association only want Philosopher's Stones. To refine those things, a large number of human lives are needed... Those remaining people in the Red Dust Domain are far from being as many as the residents in the outer city.\" Marquis Qing also couldn't figure out Chen Ling's motive, and could only shake his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forget it. First dispatch two... no, three 8th-rank [Marquises of Thoroughness] nearby to go over. Think of a way to catch the attacker, and everything will come to light.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red Dust Domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thin face dissipated in mid-air. A figure draped in a theatrical robe with a red background and black patterns moved forward along the rugged country road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I remember correctly...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It should be this direction.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling's eyes slightly narrowed. Comparing the Red Dust Domain in his memory with the dilapidated domain before his eyes, a route that was originally still somewhat blurry gradually became clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to pass through the village, a voice exploded like thunder!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who is it?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh——!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with a whistling sound piercing the air, Chen Ling's figure was instantly swallowed by a long ink dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That long dragon was fully dozens of meters long, seemingly like a black dragon wandering within the village. Every scale and sharp claw could clearly be seen. It bared its fangs and brandished its claws, biting in mid-air for a long time. Discovering that it seemingly didn't truly touch Chen Ling, it abruptly turned its head to glare angrily at the earth...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before it knew it, on the earth that had originally already been charged past by it, a theatrical robe figure had unexpectedly appeared out of thin air once again like a ghost, as if what it charged past just now was only an illusory shadow that didn't exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hem of the theatrical robe danced lightly with the wind, and a pair of ruby pupils slowly raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...En?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young man gripping a large writing brush descended from the sky, landing steadily on the forehead of the long ink dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, his face revealing a maturity that surpassed his peers. At this moment, his brows were slightly furrowed. He gripped the brush shaft of the writing brush with one hand like a long spear, currently frowning as he sized up Chen Ling on the ground...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his back, he also carried a mysterious giant picture frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am the Third Hall of the Floating Life Painting, Lu Liangren!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are you? To unexpectedly dare to trespass into the residence of the Lord of the Red Dust!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Lu Liangren proudly raised his head, his gaze sharp, like a proud lone wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next second, a voice hating iron for not becoming steel sounded from the picture frame on his back: \"Idiot, why are you telling him this is the Lord of the Red Dust's residence?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Liangren: ...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Lu Liangren choked up for a time. He seemed to know he made a stupid mistake, but it wasn't good to show it in front of the enemy. His cheeks instantly flushed red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this scene, Chen Ling's brows slightly raised...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling naturally recognized Lu Liangren. He was an old friend from the previous world... And that abstract painting he was carrying on his back, Chen Ling also wasn't unfamiliar with. It was precisely the Second Hall of the Floating Life Painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just that...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lu Liangren before his eyes was truly somewhat cute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The current time was ten years earlier than Chen Ling in the previous world. The once invincible white-clothed Lu Liangren was currently still a green youth... But his talent was truly terrifying. Even though he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, he already had 6th-rank combat power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that Second Hall behind him seemed to still be 8th-rank. This guy hid inside the abstract painting, time unable to leave traces on him. It was also unknown what era this powerhouse popped out from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thought in Chen Ling's mind, he half-jokingly probed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Third Hall? It seems this Floating Life Painting is also nothing much... To think that a little baby like you can actually be the Third?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Lu Liangren's face instantly became even redder. He gripped the brush shaft of the writing brush in annoyance, shouting loudly: \"What do you know?! I am a genius of the Path of the Arts! Sooner or later I will step into the 8th-rank... Besides, our Floating Life Painting still has other people! It's just that they all... are all not here anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking to the end, Lu Liangren himself lost his confidence. Unsure of what he remembered, desolation flashed in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling sharply caught his emotional change, and an idea surged into his mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They all left to go to the outer city, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No wonder the current Red Dust Domain is so desolate. So it turns out only the two of you are left here maintaining it...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You!!\" The young Lu Liangren realized he had been tricked into talking again, instantly angered beyond belief. Without a second word, he swung his writing brush, driving the long ink dragon roaring as it charged toward Chen Ling!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling quietly watched this scene, the hem of the theatrical robe fluttering with the wind. His eyes lightly raised, and a hideous and terrifying rock centipede scuttled out from beneath his feet!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom——!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The size of the rock centipede was fully twice that of Lu Liangren's long ink dragon, easily crashing the ink into crushed dregs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Liangren's pupils abruptly contracted. In his terrified gaze, that extremely fast centipede just tore his ink into pieces like this, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it charged toward his head... Compared to this centipede, that long dragon he drew was simply gentle and harmless like a doodle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The centipede's speed and oppressiveness were both too strong. Lu Liangren subconsciously closed his eyes. In the next second, that rock centipede exploded into pieces in mid-air!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to see the abstract painting originally on his back had already shielded in front of Lu Liangren at some unknown time. A pair of abstract eyes fixedly stared at Chen Ling whose theatrical robe was flying not far away...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Excellency... exactly who are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling fell silent for a long time, slowly spitting out four words:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Old friend of the Red Dust.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1442,"2026-05-30T14:16:54.154Z","2026-06-01T04:31:26.536Z",1,"novelbin.me","3e8b0272667b76d4a63f04752a46ffa599243db7e33fc5514df4cec937b9e11f","i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-1704","i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-1702",1902,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-am-not-the-god-of-drama-cover.jpg"]