Chapter 731: Just Worthless Rabble

"...Eat?"

Jian Changsheng thought to himself that this Red King was indeed a particular person. Being in the Gray Realm, with a world-ending entity sitting next to him, he could still eat on time...

However, Jian Changsheng himself had actually been hungry for a long time, but the situation was special, so he hadn't said it out loud. He sat down on the bench next to the Red King, and just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, Master's voice drifted over:

"You, switch seats with him."

Jian Changsheng's outstretched hand paused in mid-air, then retracted silently. He exchanged a look with "Chen Ling" and sat back on the other side.

"Chen Ling," on the other hand, frowned, sizing up Master and these inexplicably appearing dishes, seemingly suspecting some kind of trap... But after a moment of hesitation, he snorted coldly and sat down beside Master with confidence.

The moment he sat down, the surrounding scene gradually changed. On the original pitch-black earth, familiar walls rose, and a house folded out of thin air, enveloping all three of them... The original open-air environment turned into an indoor restaurant full of life.

Jian Changsheng was very curious about this scene, but "Chen Ling," seeing the familiar environment around him, was suddenly stunned.

This was the home of the Third Senior Brother, Wen Renyou.

"Chen Ling" stared at Master with a frown, not knowing what scheme this guy was plotting.

"Eat." Master picked up his bowl naturally and said calmly, "There's more rice in the kitchen; if it's not enough, go get some yourself."

"Thank you, Senior!" Jian Changsheng felt a sense of awe.

At the same time,

In the theater's audience,

A bewildered figure shrouded in darkness saw the images in the performance, and the sense of familiarity grew stronger. While the other viewers around were impatient because the plot was uninteresting, only he sat there blankly, fully immersed in it...

As if he himself were the protagonist on stage.

……

Hesitantly, "Chen Ling" tentatively picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the food.

There was no lethal poison, nor was it overly unpalatable; it was just like everyday food in an ordinary household, plain and unremarkable... "Chen Ling" watched as Jian Changsheng opposite him had already started devouring it, and the suspicion in his heart dissipated by more than half.

On the Gray Realm earth covered in white frost, the cold wind wailed, and the three figures sat in the house, enjoying a table of steaming home-cooked dishes.

The atmosphere fell into a strange harmony.

【Audience Expectation -1】

"Chen Ling's" expression stiffened abruptly.

The "audience" at this time seemed to have gradually lost interest in this brand-new "protagonist." He had not brought any emotional value, nor could he raise anyone's expectations, and the story had not become interesting because of his existence.

He was not recognized by anyone, whether it was Master, Jian Changsheng, or the audience in the theater.

"Eat more food."

Master flicked his sleeve expressionlessly, conjuring three steaks from somewhere, placing them in front of the three in turn.

The one in front of Master was about medium-rare, tender and fragrant;

The one in front of "Chen Ling" was a well-done steak, even a bit too tough to chew;

And Jian Changsheng looked at the raw steak in front of him, completely unprocessed and still bloody, looking bewildered.

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

Master sneered and said sarcastically:

"Because it's tender."

"Then why is mine well-done?" "Chen Ling" said with disgust.

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

"Chen Ling": ...

Jian Changsheng: ...

Jian Changsheng had figured it out; it seemed that until now, the matter of him calling the Red King a little brat hadn't been turned over... He scratched his head awkwardly and continued to eat in silence.

Bang—!!

"Chen Ling" slammed his fist onto the table, shattering the table along with the dishes on it. He had lost all patience, his eyes glaring viciously at Master.

"Old thing! I don't have time to play house with you here! Hurry up and undo the shackles for me!!"

The audience's expectation kept falling, and "Chen Ling" was extremely anxious. To regain expectation, he had to restore all his power and then go crazy to provoke conflict... but a pair of white paper shackles had blocked everything for him.

Master looked at the mess on the ground, his expression very calm, as if he had been mentally prepared for this...

"You are too impatient."

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

"This is the difference between you and Old Six." Master swept a glance at him, "He is a natural actor and a natural 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, and world-ending pressure erupted with his anger, shaking the house in the Gray Realm until it was on the verge of collapse.

"Cut the crap... don't waste time here! Hurry up and open the shackles for me!!"

Seeing this, Master just sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and gathered the mess on the ground and the house into the disc. "Let's go, we're almost there."

"Where exactly is that place you mentioned?"

"There."

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

Jian Changsheng was stunned, his eyes widening in shock.

"Wait! You mean... we're going to break into the deepest part of the Forbidden Sea? Isn't that the lair of another world-ending entity?? Will it let us in?"

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

He turned to look at Master and said grimly, "As long as we get there, you guarantee to help me remove the shackles?"

"I have already sworn in the name of the Divine Path."

"Good."

"Chen Ling" snorted coldly and walked straight toward the Forbidden Sea.

Snow-like waves layered onto the reefs, and the freezing wind from the extreme cold swept in from the sea, freezing everything into frost. In the distance, lead-gray clouds looked like mountains, floating above the sea, oppressive and dead silent.

That large red theatrical robe slowly stopped at the edge of the Forbidden Sea.

"Hey, didn't you hear Senior Red King? The Forbidden Sea is now the largest calamity territory in the entire Gray Realm... Isn't walking in so openly the same as breaking and entering?" Jian Changsheng couldn't help but speak.

"The largest calamity territory?" "Chen Ling" sneered.

He summoned a large red paper umbrella, which landed lightly in his palm. Although no power radiated from it, the next moment, the world-ending aura of the Ghost Mockery Abyss surged up from the edge of the sea like a torch reaching the sky!

That large red theatrical robe stepped onto the sea surface without fear, the terrifying pressure directly splitting the seawater to both sides as he walked through the air.

The second half of the sentence sounded lightly from under the large red paper umbrella:

"Just a bunch of worthless rabble."