I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1785 The Vanished Population

"It's very simple." Chen Ling smiled.

“Ruoshui Jun is different from the other eight Jun. He is in charge of quantum mechanics. Even when he is asleep, he is in a superposition of ‘life’ and ‘death’ and cannot be observed. Even the most powerful divination master cannot predict his awakening and death time far in advance.”

"Two hours is roughly the limit of time that Wei Chen can predict in advance. Therefore, only by relying on regular repetition of predictions can we know Ruoshui Jun's condition as early as possible."

"I see……"

A knowing look appeared in Liu Qingyan's eyes.

"So, neither we, Ying Fu, nor these 'prophet's' in Ruoshui Prison know exactly when Ruoshui's life will end... We can only wait for him to wake up on his own?"

“That’s right.” Chen Ling calmly placed a black stone. “However, this Wei Chen is quite capable… He can predict Ruoshui Jun’s condition two hours in advance. I’m afraid his skill in divination is the best in hundreds of years.”

"He is Ying Fu's man, doesn't that mean that Ying Fu also possesses the same level of divination skills as him?"

"Having such an ability and being able to unleash it are two different things... Activating the power of the Divination Path will consume one's own strength to some extent. For Ying Fu, lifespan is the most important thing, and he will not use it lightly."

Liu Qingyan nodded. "By the way, Wei Chen's behavior was a bit strange. Even though he was home alone, he left the door wide open, kept incense burning, kept the teacups warm, and even had candied fruit on the table..."

"He's waiting for me."

Chen Ling answered calmly.

Liu Qingyan was not surprised by this answer. She paused for a moment and then asked, "Are you going?"

Chen Ling lowered her eyes, casually placed a piece on the chessboard, and then replied with two words indifferently:

"Don't go."

The figure in the opera robe stood up, his gaze sweeping over the chessboard one last time, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips... He didn't linger, but instead flicked his sleeves and turned away with a flourish.

now,

On the other side of the chessboard,

Ghost Hearts 10, holding his big dog, stared blankly at the five black pieces that had formed a chain on the chessboard... It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

The red-haired girl seemed to have lost her composure. Watching Chen Ling's departing figure, she stomped her feet and said angrily:

"It's just winning a game of Connect Four, isn't it?!"

"So pretentious!"

"Damn it! Just you wait! I'll definitely win next time!!"

……

The Realm of Heavenly Embrace.

The Imperial Palace.

The snow fell silently from the sky, covering the vermilion palace walls with a white edge. On the quiet, deep snow, a figure hunched over and hurried across.

At the entrance to the Imperial Study, Eunuch Zuo looked at the series of footprints on the snow that were about to be covered by the heavy snow, and calculated the time in his mind...

"It should be here soon."

He muttered to himself.

Sure enough, at the end of the snowfield, a figure hurried over.

"Eunuch Zuo," the man stopped panting in front of him, "Two hours have passed, and there's still no movement from Ruoshui Prison..."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work... I'll report back in two hours."

"Yes!"

The man wiped the sweat from his brow and responded respectfully.

The situation at Ruoshui Prison will be reported every two hours, as ordered by His Majesty... Over the years, no one has ever heard of His Majesty being so concerned about anything. Therefore, not only the imperial palace, but also the powerful families throughout the Chengtian Realm are all paying close attention to the situation at Ruoshui Prison.

These aristocratic families had no idea what was going to happen in Ruoshui Prison, only that it had recently been frequently struck by calamities. Some clever people, however, had vaguely guessed what was going on from these clues...

If things are really as they think, then something really big is about to happen.

The realm of Chengtian was shrouded in pristine white snow, making everything appear tranquil and peaceful. However, only a very few could sense the undercurrents surging beneath this calm. Even in such frigid weather, some people would still feel nervous, their hands sweating profusely.

"Wait a minute." Seeing that the man was about to turn and leave, Eunuch Zuo called out to him, "Take this out with you. It's His Majesty's own handwriting... You should know what to do."

The man looked down and saw that what Eunuch Zuo was handing over was a list. When he saw the large, prominent characters, his heart skipped a beat.

"Does Your Majesty intend to... replace the inner walls of Ruoshui Prison at this time?"

"Just go to Xuanzhao, don't ask any other questions."

Grandpa Zuo's voice turned serious.

"Yes!"

The man broke out in a cold sweat. He clutched the list tightly and turned back to rush towards the snow-covered palace walls.

Eunuch Zuo glanced back at the quiet imperial study behind him, then his gaze returned to the snow-covered palace. With his hands behind his back, he looked in the direction of Ruoshui Prison and let out a long, melancholy sigh…

"Ugh……"

……

"Suckling."

Li Shangfeng sat on a park bench, speaking as he scattered corn kernels toward the white pigeons in the distance.

As the corn kernels fell to the ground, a flock of white pigeons fluttered their wings and flew over, like a white ribbon gracefully descending. The rustling sound drew excited shouts from the surrounding children.

"That's a pigeon, not a dog. Sucking on it won't help," Lin Xi couldn't help but complain from the other side of the bench.

"Sigh, why be so serious? They're all the same."

Li Shangfeng waved his hand, watched as the pigeons finished eating their feed, then lazily leaned back in their chairs, gazing at the few white clouds drifting leisurely overhead, and sighed.

"It's been three days... and still no sign of anything. How long are we supposed to stay hidden?"

"Be patient, it's only been three days." Lin Xi flipped through the newspaper in her hand and calmly replied, "Besides... haven't you noticed anything amiss in these three days?"

Li Shangfeng turned around abruptly, "What's wrong?"

Lin Xi: "..."

"Don't look at me like that... You're so smart, I'm too lazy to use my brain when I'm with you." Li Shangfeng nudged him. "Just tell me already, stop keeping me in suspense."

Lin Xi said helplessly, "Haven't you noticed that there are fewer people in Ruoshui Prison?"

"……What?"

Li Shangfeng turned to look at the square. In the park at the very center of Ruoshui Prison, there were only a few residents taking a walk, and the streets in the distance were quiet, with an indescribable tranquility.

"It does seem a bit less... but there weren't many people here when we arrived, were there?" Li Shangfeng asked doubtfully. "Is it because Ruoshui Prison doesn't have many people to begin with?"

“A prison can easily house millions of people. I found it strange the day we arrived… compared to other places, the population here is incredibly small.” Lin Xi paused for a moment.

"Moreover, the rate of population loss has been accelerating over the past three days..."

For some reason, upon hearing these words, Li Shangfeng suddenly felt a chill run down his spine:

"Then...where...all the people went?"