Chapter 169: When the Embers Fall

Chen Ling nodded slightly, then asked in confusion,

"What is Senior Bai Ye's identity?"

"Me? I don't need an identity." Bai Ye chuckled, "As long as I don't want to be exposed, who can catch me in this Aurora City?"

"Currently, a group of members of the Dusk Society have entered Aurora City, but most of them have no public identities. The information I can collect alone is limited. We need a larger intelligence network." Chu Muyun looked at Chen Ling and said seriously,

"Although you have not been in the society for a long time, you are the only one who can quickly play an advantage in this regard."

"Information..." Chen Ling thought, "I know."

Chen Ling does need a After all, he couldn't hide in Chu Muyun's house all the time. But after his observation, he found that it was not suitable to continue to be a law enforcement officer...

On the one hand, it was too complicated to re-enter the law enforcement system as a newcomer. If he found a law enforcement officer to replace him secretly, the risk would be too great. After all, he couldn't inherit the other party's memory, and this was Aurora City, where strong people were everywhere. Once someone found out, the consequences would be very serious.

On the other hand, there were too many high-level law enforcement officers in Aurora City. With his current strength, disguising himself as a two-line or three-line law enforcement officer was already the limit, but this was only the bottom layer in the law enforcement system of Aurora City. Even if he succeeded in disguising himself, it would be difficult for him to get any key information.

So how to choose this new identity was a difficult problem for Chen Ling to face.

"Before you find a new identity, you can live here first." Chu Muyun pointed to the distance, "The villa is for you, but there are no servants here, and you need to take care of your own meals every day."

"Okay."

Chen Ling was about to leave, and something seemed to flash across the sky. He squinted his eyes, and a bright moon was hanging high in the night sky.

"That is..." Chen Ling said puzzledly.

"It's the Gray King." Chu Muyun replied calmly, "The Gray King is using the moonlight to establish a connection with us... No, it seems not 'us'..."

Chen Ling looked back along the hazy moonlight, and saw a ray of moonlight like white snow, pouring in front of Bai Ye... Bai Ye raised his head slightly, looked at the bright moon through the brim of his cap, and sighed helplessly.

"It seems that he is looking for me..."

...

Bai Ye left overnight.

Chen Ling returned to his own courtyard. Although it was only a courtyard, its area was equivalent to three of his original homes in District 3. He pushed the door and walked into the house, which was fully equipped with daily necessities.

Chen Ling simply packed up and lay back on the bed, quickly entering a dream.

When he opened his eyes again, he was back on the familiar stage, and the audience's eyes were staring at him as always, like countless scarlet stars in the dark.

After self-immolation on the train, Chen Ling had come back once, but the situation was critical at the time, and he had no time to do anything else. He returned to the real world as soon as possible to hide himself to prevent being discovered. Until now, he had time to carefully check the gains of this performance.

He walked to the screen in the center of the stage and flipped through them one by one:

[Audience expectation value +5]

[Current expectation value: 83%]

[Detection of loss of actor connection, performance interrupted]

[Audience expectation value -50]

[Current expectation value: 33%]

After scrolling to the last message, Chen Ling's brows rose slightly.

After this death, there was still 33% of the expectation value, thanks to the previous increase in the expectation value to 83%... This was the first time that Chen Ling raised the expectation value to this point, which was considered to have created a new history.

If Chen Ling remembered correctly, after the expectation value exceeded 80%, he should have an additional random skill extraction right.

Chen Ling reached out and tapped the treasure chest.

Ta-da-da-da!

Accompanied by the passionate music, a table appeared out of thin air in the center of the stage, and a few lines of small words quickly appeared on the white paper in the center of the table:

"The audience's expectation value was detected to have exceeded 80% for the first time, unlocking the achievement-'rave reviews'!"

"You get an additional lottery right."

"After use, a character skill will be randomly selected from all the characters appearing in this play for learning."

Chen Ling glanced at these words, and it was as he expected... But this random reward was still a lot worse than the reward after completing the play. After all, this is a completely random "character" and "skill". As more and more characters appear in the play, the uncertainty of the extraction will be stronger. Moreover, this draw did not increase the probability according to the play, it was purely based on luck.

The white paper on the table suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by cards placed on the table.

The colors of these cards were different, most of them were white and gray, some were blue, and even Chen Ling saw a few purple cards... This means that some of the characters that appeared this time have relatively high-level Shinto skills.

The next moment, these cards were turned upside down at the same time, revealing the same back of the cards, and then overlapped at an astonishing speed, and finally scattered neatly on the table.

Chen Ling knew that it was time to rely on his luck.

He took a deep breath and randomly clicked on a card in the corner. When he saw a flash of white light appear when the card turned over, Chen Ling's expression suddenly froze.

"Skill: [Iron Fist of Justice]"

"Affiliation: None."

"Character: Wen Shilin."

This is not a Shinto skill card, but an ordinary ability that is not even a "skill". From the perspective of rank, its level is basically the same as "cooking skills" and "housework proficiency".

When this card merged into Chen Ling's body, an introduction naturally appeared in his mind,

"Even if I am like an ant, my iron fist of justice will still firmly swing at all the darkness and injustice in the world... even if I will be reduced to ashes."

Chen Ling was a little confused. He didn't know how this outrageously weak skill had such a domineering introduction, and he didn't know who this "Wen Shilin" was... In his impression, he had never seen or heard of this person.

At this time, Chen Ling realized another problem... Although this random reward has a lot of uncertainty, it allows him to draw the skills of people he has never seen before, and the selected rewards after the play are completed must know the names of the characters in the play before they can be drawn.

So it seems that it is not that this reward is weak, but that his luck is too bad.

Chen Ling shook his head. Although he only drew an ordinary skill, he was not too depressed because he knew that he still had one chance.

After the cards dissipated, a piece of white paper appeared on the table again out of thin air.

"Congratulations on completing the play, "When the Embers Fall."