I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 185 Darkness Under the Lamp

The sobbing cold wind blew over the hills, and a dilapidated doghouse stood alone in the jungle.

Jian Changsheng huddled in the doghouse, covered with a stained blanket, holding a piece of bread in his hand and biting it hard. That was his lunch today.

After his uncle's help, Jian Changsheng finally didn't have to dig in the trash can to eat. Although every meal was not full, at least he would not starve.

He wiped the crumbs from the corners of his mouth, stuffed them into his mouth one by one, picked up the water bottle beside him, drank a few sips, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm alive..." Jian Changsheng muttered to himself as he looked at his body that was gradually returning to normal.

[Blood Clothes] is one of the core skills of the [Ashura] path. After a day of recuperation in the doghouse, Jian Changsheng, who was originally on the verge of death, has basically returned to normal. The vigorous vitality repaired the deficiencies in his body, and his skin began to regain its color.

The most important thing is that after several soul-breaking searches, his mental power has been polished to a terrifying level. Unknowingly, he has broken through the first level and entered the second level... It has only been more than ten days since he set foot on the divine path. Such a short period of time to complete the promotion is a shocking existence even in the entire history of Aurora City.

Jian Changsheng's self-confidence, which was once ruthlessly shattered by Chen Ling, finally returned a little... Sure enough, he is still a genius, but he was born at the wrong time.

After eating and drinking, Jian Changsheng's thoughts became active. He looked at the swaying leaves outside the doghouse and fell into deep thought.

It has been two days since he escaped from the Star Chamber of Commerce. Those people outside should still be searching for his traces... Although hiding in the doghouse can avoid their ears and eyes to the greatest extent, it is not a good idea to hide like this all the time.

What's more, the mysterious man who rescued him from the dungeon also said - "risk your life... show us your value, maybe, we will give you a new chance."

The mysterious man had the ability to rescue him from the dungeon, and naturally he would have the ability to take him away, but the other party did not do so. Combined with what he said, Jian Changsheng could roughly guess that all this was an "assessment" for himself.

Whether he can join the Dusk Society may depend on his actions in the next few days... Jian Changsheng doesn't think that the Dusk Society is interested in a coward who has been hiding in a doghouse for several days.

So, he must take action.

Jian Changsheng thought for a long time and had an idea in his mind. He walked out of the doghouse and cut his fingertips with the blade at his waist. A drop of scarlet blood naturally overflowed from the gap...

Jian Changsheng threw the drop of blood towards the roof in the distance. The drop of blood quickly broke through the air. As Jian Changsheng made a seal with his hands, his figure disappeared instantly. The next moment, he appeared directly at the location of the drop of blood and landed steadily on the empty roof.

Jian Changsheng looked back and saw that the doghouse was already hundreds of meters away. The pedestrians on the road didn't notice anything unusual. After all, no one would look up to notice a drop of blood breaking through the air.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

This was the second skill of Jian Changsheng, who naturally mastered the [Ashura] path after he was promoted to the second level, [Blood Dropping Tuo].

Unlike the [Blood Clothes] that brought tenacious vitality, [Blood Dropping Tuo] brought Jian Changsheng the power of instant escape. After possessing this skill, Jian Changsheng's already good ability to save his life was greatly improved. This was also his biggest reliance for daring to act during the day.

Jian Changsheng was wearing a shabby black suit, and most of his face was wrapped in bandages, so his appearance could not be seen clearly. His figure broke through the air with the blood drops, and soon he came to a busy street.

Jian Changsheng hid in a dead corner of the roof, with his bandaged eyes looking at the magnificent building not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly...

That place was where he had escaped, and it was also his nightmare place, the headquarters of the Star Chamber of Commerce.

It was meaningless to flee blindly, Jian Changsheng chose to take the initiative, and with his strength, he certainly could not challenge the huge power of the Star Chamber of Commerce, so he could only hide here for the time being and look for opportunities... Those members of the Star Chamber of Commerce who were scattered to find him probably would never have thought that he was hiding opposite the Star Chamber of Commerce, secretly monitoring them.

Jian Changsheng's eyes fell on the entrance of the Star Chamber of Commerce, and the figures coming in and out, muttering to himself:

"Those people wearing gray shirts are the servants of the Yan family. At this time, they should go out to buy ingredients for tonight... Fourth Miss Yan Liuyan just came back. She must have been out all night to keep a man and got drunk... The one with long hair is... Oh? The vice president of the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce? Is the operation of the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce encountering difficulties again?"

Jian Changsheng knew all the figures coming in and out. He grew up in the Yan family and knew the situation here best. He knew what some people were doing just by looking at them.

Jian Changsheng hid patiently in the dark until the sky gradually darkened, and he still didn't move. In the evening, the vice president of the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce left the Star Chamber of Commerce. Just when Jian Changsheng thought that there would be no harvest today, a sneaky figure walked out silently from the side door of the Chamber of Commerce.

At this time, there were very few pedestrians on the street, and the figure walked forward sticking to the shadows, as if afraid of being seen by others.

Jian Changsheng noticed the man's strangeness instantly. He couldn't tell who he was just by looking at his back, but he was sure that he was not going out for good... Jian Changsheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately used [Blood Dropping Tuo] to follow him.

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At night, a series of rapid knocks on the door sounded in the courtyard.

Chu Muyun raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Ling in surprise, "It's only been a few hours... Is Wen Shilin so efficient?"

"...I don't know."

Chen Ling got up and walked towards the gate.

Last night, Wen Shilin said that he would help him solve the issue of the press card, so Chen Ling did nothing that day, just quietly reading and recuperating in the yard. Unexpectedly, someone came to knock on the door just after the sun set.

Chen Ling pushed open the door and was slightly stunned when he saw the person outside.

The person who came was not Wen Shilin, but the gangster leader who was "hired" by Chen Ling before. When he saw Chen Ling really push the door out of this "luxury house", the gangster leader was also stunned for a moment, and his eyes looking at Chen Ling became more and more fiery.

Chen Ling had given them the address before, just to facilitate contact, and the gangster leader found it was a big house according to the address, and he doubted himself for a long time... In his impression, Chen Ling didn't seem to be very rich, and even the hiring fee had to be paid last.

"What? What happened?" Chen Ling asked doubtfully.

"Boss." The gangster leader's expression became serious, "We found something..."

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Sorry brothers, I originally planned to resume three updates after returning from Beijing yesterday, but I didn't expect that I started coughing and had a high fever on the way back. I should have been infected in Beijing... This chapter was written when I had a fever, and one chapter is already the limit. I can only try to update continuously... I hope I can get rid of the fever as much as possible and resume normal updates. Sorry, sorry~

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