Chapter 731

Just a Group of Worthless Dregs

"... Eat?"

Jian Changsheng thought to himself, this Red King is indeed a particular person. Being in the Gray World, with a World-Ending Calamity sitting beside him, he can actually still eat meals on time...

However, Jian Changsheng himself had actually been hungry for a long time. It was just that the situation was special right now so he didn't voice it out. He followed suit and sat down on the long bench next to the Red King. Just as he prepared to pick up the chopsticks, Master's voice leisurely rang out:

"You, swap seats with him."

The hand Jian Changsheng stretched out paused in mid-air, and then silently pulled back. After exchanging a glance with "Chen Ling", he still sat back down on the other side.

"Chen Ling" frowned, sizing up Master and this plate of inexplicably appearing food, seeming to suspect whether there were any traps... But after hesitating for a moment, he still let out a cold snort and confidently sat down beside Master.

The moment he sat down, the surrounding scene gradually changed. Walls that looked familiar rose from the original pitch-black earth. A house folded out of thin air, completely shrouding the three of them within it... The originally open-air environment instantly turned into an indoor dining room full of the breath of life.

Jian Changsheng was incredibly curious about this scene, but when "Chen Ling" saw the familiar surrounding environment, he suddenly froze.

"Chen Ling" frowned and stared at Master, not knowing what scheme this guy was planning.

"Let's eat." Master naturally picked up his bowl and spoke faintly, "There's still food in the Kitchen. If it's not enough, go serve yourself."

"Thank you, Senior!" Jian Changsheng stood in awe.

At the same time,

In the audience seats of the Theater,

A bewildered figure entirely shrouded in darkness saw the scene in the performance, and that sense of familiarity grew increasingly stronger. While the other Audiences around him were getting impatient because the plot was uninteresting, only he sat there blankly, devoting his whole heart and soul into it...

It was as if he himself was the protagonist on the Stage.

...

Amidst his hesitation, "Chen Ling" still tentatively picked up his chopsticks and picked up a bite of food.

There was no lethal toxin, nor was it overly unpalatable. It was just like the daily meals in an ordinary person's home, completely unremarkable... Seeing that Jian Changsheng opposite him had already started inhaling the food like a storm, the suspicion in "Chen Ling"'s heart instantly dissipated by more than half.

On the earth of the Gray World covered in white frost, cold winds whimpered. The three figures just sat in the house like this, enjoying a table of steaming hot, home-cooked food.

The atmosphere fell into a bizarre harmony.

[Audience Expectation Value -1]

"Chen Ling"'s expression abruptly stiffened.

The "Audiences" at this moment seemed to have gradually lost interest in this brand-new "protagonist". He had failed to bring any emotional value, nor could he raise anyone's sense of expectation. The story had also not become interesting because of his existence.

He had not been recognized by anyone, whether it was Master, Jian Changsheng, or the Audiences in the Theater.

"Eat more food."

Master expressionlessly swept his sleeve. He conjured three steaks out of nowhere and placed them sequentially in front of the three of them.

The one in front of Master himself was about medium-well, tender in color, and overflowing with meat aroma;

The one in front of "Chen Ling", on the other hand, was a completely well-done, even somewhat tough, unchewable steak;

As for Jian Changsheng, looking at the completely raw steak dripping with fresh blood in front of him that hadn't been processed in the slightest, he had a blank look on his face.

"Senior Red King... why is mine not cooked?" Jian Changsheng asked blankly.

Master sneered and spoke eccentrically:

"Because, it's tender ah."

"Then why is mine completely well-done?" "Chen Ling" looked disdainful.

"It's fine, it can pretend to be tender ah."

"Chen Ling": ...

Jian Changsheng: ...

Jian Changsheng had finally figured it out. It turned out that up until now, the matter of him calling the Red King a little brat still hadn't blown over... He scratched his head awkwardly, and silently continued to bury his head in his food.

Bang—!!

"Chen Ling" directly smashed a fist onto the tabletop, completely shattering the table along with all the food on top of it. He had already lost all his patience. A pair of eyes glared viciously at Master.

"Old Fella! I don't have time to play house with you here! Quickly untie my shackles!!"

As the Audience Expectation Value continuously dropped, "Chen Ling" had already become incredibly anxious. If he wanted to regain the Expectation Value, he had to recover all his power, and then frantically provoke disputes... But a pair of White Paper Shackles blocked off everything he had.

Master looked at the mess all over the floor. His expression was very calm, as if he had already mentally prepared for this long ago...

"You are too impatient."

"Impatient? You don't understand anything!!"

"This is the gap between you and Old Six." Master cast a faint glance at him. "He is a born actor, and also a born director. While you... you are just a clumsy imitator full of negative emotions, a self-righteous 'Audience'."

"Chen Ling"'s fists clenched tighter and tighter. The World-Destroying Tier Oppressive Aura vented out along with his anger, shaking this house in the Gray World until it was tottering.

"Cut the crap... Don't waste time here! Quickly open the shackles for me!!"

Seeing this, Master just sighed helplessly. With a wave of his hand, he gathered the mess on the floor and this house into the Optical Disc. "Then let's go, we're almost there."

"That place you mentioned, exactly where is it?"

"There."

Master raised his sleeve, his fingertips pointing towards the end of the dim ocean in the distance. "The deepest part of the Forbidden Sea."

Jian Changsheng froze for a moment, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

"Wait! Are you saying... we're going to charge into the deepest part of the Forbidden Sea? Isn't that the lair of another World-Ending Calamity?? Will it let us go in?"

"The Forbidden Sea..." "Chen Ling"'s eyes narrowed slightly.

He turned his head to look at Master, and spoke menacingly, "As long as we reach there, you guarantee you'll help me remove the shackles?"

"I've already sworn an oath in the name of the Divine Pathways."

"Good."

"Chen Ling" coldly snorted, and walked straight towards the direction of the Forbidden Sea.

Snowflake-like ocean waves rushed onto the reef layer after layer. The freezing wind from the extreme cold swept over from the sea surface, freezing everything into frost. The lead-gray clouds in the distance hovered over the sea surface like massive mountains, oppressive and dead silent.

That Great Crimson Theatrical Robe slowly stopped its steps at the edge of the Forbidden Sea.

"Hey, didn't you hear Senior Red King say it? Right now the Forbidden Sea is the most massive Calamity territory in the entire Gray World... Us swaggering in like this, what's the difference between this and a home invasion robbery?" Jian Changsheng couldn't help but speak.

"The most massive Calamity territory?" "Chen Ling" chuckled in contempt.

With a casual wave of his hand, a Great Red Paper Umbrella floated down into his palm. Although there wasn't the slightest bit of power drifting out, the next moment, the World-Ending Aura of the Ghost Mockery Abyss surged up from the edge of the sea surface like a Torchlight shooting to the sky!

That Great Crimson Theatrical Robe stepped onto the sea surface without the slightest fear. The terrifying Oppressive Aura directly parted the seawater to both sides, and he walked forward on air.

The second half of his sentence faintly rang out from under the Great Red Paper Umbrella:

"Just a group of Worthless Dregs."