Chapter 1610: Nice to Meet You

The moment the last words rang in its ears.

The half-human body shuddered suddenly. He seemed to recall everything, and his right fist clenched involuntarily... He was frantically suppressing the other half, that brutal, greedy personality, while breathing heavily.

"My... name is Wen Shilin, a reporter from Aurora City."

"You... and these malicious intentions of yours..."

"Cannot negate me!!!"

Wen Shilin, kneeling on the ground, let out a roar, and that fist, bulging with veins, slammed toward his other half's pitch-black face. A whistling sound of breaking air suddenly rang out!!

The iron fist of justice!!

Bang—!!

With a muffled thud, the figure was knocked to the ground by his own punch.

The entire theater fell into a deathly silence.

I don't know how much time passed,

a figure stumbled, supporting itself on the floor, and slowly stood up...

The other beastly scarlet eye had disappeared, replaced by a pair of clear and firm eyes. At the same time, the blackness on his body receded like a tide, and he completely turned into a human youth wearing a vest.

He was the second "human" to appear on this stage.

The moment he completely took control of this personality, the Chao Zai in the real world, which had been frantically hammering the earth, also fell into a coma, its appearance changing bit by bit into his likeness...

But at the same time, the world-destroying aura that had been at its peak also receded like a tide, as if it had completely turned into an ordinary person.

"Phew..."

Wen Shilin, under the spotlight, scanned the dense, terrifying audience below and let out a long breath... He couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"Is this the kind of monster you face every day..."

"Lin Yan."

Even for Wen Shilin, seeing the scene before him made his scalp tingle. But he had been a reporter for so many years and had seen many disgusting scenes, so he quickly recovered.

He probably knew why he had appeared here, because the last few lines of his life script had already mentioned this matter... And the last sentence of the script was:

"I want to save Lin Yan."

Wen Shilin took a step and walked straight toward the edge of the stage.

His gaze kept scanning the audience before him. These audience members all looked the same; trying to find Chen Ling mixed among them was as difficult as ascending to heaven...

But Wen Shilin wasn't worried about this. Observing, summarizing, finding people, saving people—he was very good at these things.

While wandering along the edge of the stage, he spoke slowly:

"Lin Yan."

"No... come to think of it, you haven't told me your real name yet."

"Remember? When we were about to part ways in Aurora City, you told me that if one day we could meet again outside the Aurora Domain, you would tell me your name..."

"Now I am standing right here..."

"What are you still waiting for?"

Wen Shilin's calm voice echoed in the theater.

Hearing this, a "spectator" in the darkness in the first row of the audience seemed to have some memory awakened. Struggle appeared in those hollow eyes again, and the body trembled slightly.

Wen Shilin's peripheral vision caught this, and a faint smile curled on his lips. Step by step, he came to the edge of the stage where the figure was...

Then he sat down gently in front of that spectator.

"Lin Yan."

"I never thought we would have a chance to meet again."

"And I never thought I would come back to life in this way... No, perhaps I didn't come back to life; I am just another 'me' perfectly copied here..."

"But... how can this not be considered another kind of rebirth?"

The spectator's struggle became more intense. It was the first time he had heard someone talk to him in the theater... and it was an old friend imprinted deep in his memory.

The pitch-black on his face peeled off like wall paint bit by bit, revealing the pre-prepared Hui Zhuyan face underneath. But at this moment, his eyes were still struggling in confusion and emptiness.

Wen Shilin looked at his appearance, a flash of heartache in his eyes, and his voice became even gentler:

"I don't know what year it is now, and I don't know what you've experienced since leaving the Aurora Domain... but I think this must have been a journey full of hardships and obstacles."

"As for me, I'm just an ordinary person, a reporter of no great use... even if you told me about the many difficulties on this road, I might not understand, let alone be able to help..."

"But..."

"This time, I think I can really help you."

Wen Shilin reached out his hand at the edge of the stage toward Chen Ling, who was gradually recovering his Hui Zhuyan appearance... and then, stepped off the stage!

The moment Wen Shilin stepped off the stage, he exerted force suddenly, pulling Chen Ling, who was sitting in the audience, directly from his seat. The two figures crossed paths in that instant...

Chen Ling's figure was forcibly pulled onto the stage!

The moment their hands touched, Chen Ling seemed to wake up from a nightmare. The first thing he saw upon waking was Wen Shilin smiling as he crossed paths with him, his lips parting slightly:

"Lin Yan..."

"I'm very happy to see you again."

Chen Ling was stunned.

Having just recovered his memory, he didn't react to what the situation was at all, and then with a thud, he stumbled and sat down at the edge of the stage...

The alternation of the two protagonists took less than half a second; even the other audience members hadn't reacted to rush the stage, and a new protagonist had already been born.

After Wen Shilin took the initiative to step off the stage, the pitch-black like ink began to climb onto his body. He stumbled and sat down in the position where Chen Ling had just been sitting, and then, as if nailed to it, he found it difficult to move a single inch.

Chen Ling sat at the edge of the stage, finally coming to his senses at this moment!

"...Thank you."

Chen Ling looked at that familiar face he hadn't seen for a long time, his gaze extremely complex.

He had personally choreographed this plan, and he had long believed that Wen Shilin would help him return to the stage... But when an old friend truly appeared before him, alive and as if reborn, his heart was still filled with mixed emotions.

He didn't hesitate and immediately added:

"I'm actually not called Lin Yan... My name is Chen Ling."

Hearing this, the smile on Wen Shilin's lips in the audience grew even richer. Even though the pitch-black had already shrouded most of him, and he felt his consciousness and self about to be suppressed again, he wasn't too panicked. Instead, he calmly straightened his vest and tie... and the camera hanging on his chest.

He looked up at Chen Ling, like an audience member who had just bought a ticket and taken his seat, smiling and waiting for the performance to begin.

"No matter what happens, I will always support you from the audience."

"Also..."

"Nice to meet you, Chen Ling."